In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 483 Nakamura Shinichi in Action, Lu Wei, the Butler

Hidenobu Aoyama was shot just after returning to Tokyo, so the Metropolitan Police Department naturally attached great importance to it. Kunio Nihira issued an instruction on the morning of the day the news was broadcast, ordering the Criminal Division to catch the murderer as soon as possible and give an explanation to the people and their former boss Hidenobu Aoyama.

As the head of the Criminal Department and Aoyama Hidenobu's fiancée, Asai Aya naturally cares deeply about this.

Police throughout Tokyo were mobilized.

The various gangs also started to move, after all, Police Superintendent Aoyama was their friend forever! And they were also afraid that this would lead to an indiscriminate crackdown by the police.

Of course, Suzuki Taro thought all this had nothing to do with him. At this moment, he was already standing at the door of Nakamura's house. He took a deep breath, raised his hand and pressed the doorbell.

"Dingle bell! Dingle bell!"

After a while, the back door opened. Suzuki Taro was a little surprised by Nakamura Shinichi's condition. After all, he thought that a man who suffered such a blow would not be able to recover from it, but would definitely be in a very bad mental state in the short term.

But the Nakamura Shinichi in front of him looked very clean and neat except for some bloodshot eyes and dark eye sockets, without even a single stubble.

"You are..." When he was stunned, Shinichi Nakamura's eyes showed doubt about his identity.

Suzuki Taro reacted and bowed politely, "Inspector Nakamura, I am Suzuki Taro. My brother Suzuki Jiro has done something shameful and disgraced our family. I have confined him to his home and ordered him to reflect on his actions. I am here to apologize on his behalf. The Suzuki family is deeply sorry for the harm caused to you!"

As he finished speaking, he bowed at a wider angle.

"I accept Mr. Suzuki's apology. My house is a bit messy, so I won't invite you in. I hope I can forget about this incident as soon as possible and start a new life." Upon hearing this, Shinichi Nakamura's face instantly darkened and he said indifferently.

After listening to Aoyama Hidenobu's words, he did not show any hatred or anger in his heart, but he also did not show any good expression, otherwise it would make people alert.

Suzuki Taro expected Nakamura's reaction, because he guessed that Aoyama Hidenobu would definitely put pressure on Nakamura to settle the matter. At the same time, he could understand the other party's indifference. "I'm really sorry. I just hope these things can make up for the harm to you."

After that, he took out a new bank card from his briefcase and handed it over, adding, "The password is written on the surface of the card."

"This is what I deserve." Shinichi Nakamura grabbed it and then slammed the door shut.

Looking at the closed door, Suzuki Taro smiled indifferently, turned around and left without looking back.

This world is so cruel. If they are willing to apologize, the people who are hurt must accept it.

If they are unwilling to apologize, the people who have been hurt will definitely suffer deeper hurt in all aspects.

As he got into the car and drove away, he did not notice the gloomy face of Shinichi Nakamura in front of the second-floor window behind him, and the bank card in his hand was bent.

He doesn't care how much money is in the card because he doesn't have much desire in this regard now.

But he will keep this card and give it to them as compensation after he has taken revenge on the Suzuki family in the future.

Shinichi Nakamura took a deep breath, calmed his anger, took out a gun from the closet, loaded it with bullets, and put it on his waist, then went out. Now he had to catch the murderer who shot Aoyama Hidenobu first!

Although he has resigned from the Metropolitan Police Department, his connections in both the black and white worlds of Tokyo over the years remain.

This gave him the confidence to conduct the investigation alone.

Shinichi Nakamura followed his past memories and came to an apartment building. He raised his hand and knocked on the door of Room 1705.

"Boom boom boom!"

No one responded.

“Boom boom boom!” “Boom boom boom!”

Shinichi Nakamura increased his strength and hit him a few more times.

"Shit!" An authentic Korean curse came from inside the house, followed by a man's impatient voice, "Who is it? What's the matter? Leave me alone!"

"Mr. Park, there is a letter for you." Shinichi Nakamura pretended to be a postman delivering a letter and said lightly.

Then there was the sound of a door opening, but it had just opened a crack when a fat, shirtless middle-aged man appeared from inside, half his face showing, and then he suddenly tried to close the door.

But Nakamura Shinichi had been prepared for this move. He raised his foot and kicked the door with such force that the door was kicked open and the middle-aged man behind him fell to the ground.

Shinichi Nakamura walked in and closed the door behind him.

"Oh, Nakamura-kun, long time no see. It's not good to be so rude to your friends. It hurts so much." The middle-aged man rubbed his chest and grinned.

Shinichi Nakamura smiled wryly, "Is it a good idea to shut friends out?"

The middle-aged man is called Park Guk-chang. He is a Korean who fled to Japan many years ago after committing a crime. He mingles among Japanese and Koreans in Japan in Tokyo. Relying on his eloquence and low moral standards, he occasionally does some work to organize re-employment for fallen women, and he is considered to be doing well.

Due to the nature of his job, he is extremely well-informed, so he also works part-time selling intelligence.

Because he had fallen into the hands of Shinichi Nakamura when he first arrived in South Korea, he was forced by Shinichi Nakamura to be an informant. He thought he was relieved after the other party went to Hokkaido, but he didn't expect that he would come to him again.

"I just went to bed in the early morning, and I was so dizzy that I didn't see clearly that it was you. I thought it was one of my enemies." Park Guochang laughed awkwardly, got up from the ground, and cleared the debris on the sofa. "Nakamura-kun, sit down, sit down."

Looking at the stained sofa, Nakamura Shinichi showed a look of disgust, dragged a dining chair and sat down, raised his chin and asked: "My boss Aoyama Hidenobu was shot last night, is there anything you can tell me?" "Superintendent Aoyama was shot?" Park Guochang was stunned, and then spread his hands helplessly, "I said I went to bed in the early morning and didn't even have time to watch the news this morning, how could I know about this!"

"Now you know, I want information before tonight." Nakamura Shinichi said in a tone that did not allow for refusal.

This is why Park Guochang couldn't even dodge when he saw Nakamura Shinichi. He said aggrievedly and helplessly, "Boss, they even dared to shoot Superintendent Aoyama. Both the employer and the shooter are ruthless. Where can I find information for you in half a day? Isn't this embarrassing for me?"

"I'm making things difficult for you?" Nakamura Shinichi smiled, then stopped smiling and became expressionless. "I'm making things difficult for you if I arrest you because you organized the sale of silver, sold guns, and helped with smuggling! Now look me in the eye and say it again, am I making things difficult for you?"

Hearing this blatant threat and warning, Park Guk-chang punched the ground helplessly.

"Okay, I'll do my best, but if I really can't get any news, it will be useless even if you chop me into meat sauce." Park Guk-chang said loudly with his neck stiff.

Shinichi Nakamura could not deny this, so he stood up and walked out, "I always believe in your desire to survive."

He also had to go to several other informants.

He couldn't stay in Tokyo for long, so he could only try to get a result of this matter as quickly as possible.

"Bang!"

Hearing the heavy sound of the door closing, Park Guochang cursed and raised his middle finger towards the door.

Then he hurriedly washed, got dressed, and went out to find out the news. After all, Nakamura Shinichi's backer was shot, and he was definitely very angry. If he couldn't hand in his homework before twelve o'clock, he would definitely not have a good meal.

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The whole country was in an uproar because of his shooting, and as the protagonist at the center of the storm, Aoyama Hidenobu was on his way to the headquarters of the Land Guard General Staff Office as if nothing had happened, because a group of senior officials including the director of the Northern Division of the Land Guard had arrived in Tokyo.

The Northern Army Area Command was established at the Sapporo Garrison in Sapporo Chuo Ward, and was responsible for defense and security throughout Hokkaido, as well as disaster dispatch.

It has two divisions and two brigades under its jurisdiction, with a total of 28 garrisons, 10 sub-garrisons, and 4 local cooperation headquarters. The th Division, the only armored division of the Ground Self-Defense Force, is also under the jurisdiction of the Northern Areas.

Currently, the entire northern front has a total of nearly 40,000 troops, 400 tanks, and 200 artillery pieces.

As the front with Japan's only armored division, whether Aoyama Hidenobu can realize his dream of driving a tank on the street in the future depends entirely on them.

The day before yesterday, when I entered the headquarters of the General Staff, I had to be stopped and checked. When I went in again today, the guards opened the door as soon as the car arrived at the gate, and saluted and watched me go.

In other words, Aoyama Hidenobu's position was low and not many people were watching his every move, otherwise his behavior of running to the army every few days would have attracted special attention.

It was still the same small building from the night before, but this time there were not so many people inside. There was only Ito Makoto and two middle-aged men who were a few years younger than him.

"Speak of the devil, and he will appear." Ito Makoto pointed at Aoyama Hidenobu and laughed, then said to the two middle-aged men in military uniforms, "Here comes our Lu Wei's God of Wealth."

"General Ito, you are too kind. I am not the God of Wealth. I am just the chief steward of Lu Wei. I use your money to make money." Aoyama Hidenobu smiled modestly, bowed to the other two middle-aged men and said, "These two generals look a little unfamiliar."

"Let me introduce you. This is General Uedahiko, the commander of the Northern Army." Ito Makoto first pointed to a middle-aged man with a big belly and a ruddy face, and then pointed to another slightly thinner and gentle middle-aged man wearing glasses and said, "This is General Toyama Hideaki, the chief of staff of the Northern Army and the commander of the Sapporo Garrison. You are both serving the country in Sapporo. You should interact more often in the future."

"Hi! General Ueda, General Toyama, please take care of me in the future!" Aoyama bowed again.

The two of them politely returned the greeting, and Toyama Hideaki jokingly said, "We should shamelessly ask Aoyama-kun to take care of us. After all, there are not many things we can do to take care of you. It's embarrassing to say the least!"

"Who can predict what will happen in the future? Take care of each other, take care of each other." said Aoyama Hidenobu.

Director Ueda, whose name is Ueda Hikotoshi but who is not handsome at all, laughed and said, "Mr. Aoyama is right. Who can predict the future? There is still a long time to come. Let's wait and see. There will always be a place where we can be of use. When the time comes, I will not refuse!"

Although they were generals, they were very polite to Aoyama Hidenobu, a young man with a good background, capable and able to make money for everyone.

From the fact that they came to Tokyo so quickly to divide the money, we can tell that they are all people who love and cherish money.

But Aoyama Hidenobu is not only talented, but also wealthy!
With money as the bond, after a few drinks, Aoyama Hidenobu and the two Hokkaido military leaders quickly became close friends.

At least that's what it looks like on the surface.

The two sides kept chatting about everything from love to domestic and international politics. When a few men get together, the topic, apart from women, is definitely politics.

Although they tried to hide it, Ueda Hikotoshi and Toyama Hideaki expressed their dissatisfaction with Lu Wei's current low status in words and deeds, and they were both warmongering hawks.

The main reason is that once a war breaks out, military spending will increase, and their status and voice will also increase.

Aoyama Hidenobu was pleased with their stance.

The more dissatisfied and warlike they are, the more they want change and the more they dare to take a risk. The greater the chance that they will follow him in armed elections in the future.

If he does not take radical actions and develops smoothly and step by step, he estimates that he will have to be fifty years old to become prime minister. After becoming prime minister, he will still have to work hard to maintain power. How many years can he enjoy it?

This is still the case if things go well. If not, he will never be able to become prime minister in his life.

He couldn't wait, so he was thinking about mobilizing the army once all conditions were met, driving tanks to the streets to run for election, using bullets to help the gentlemen in Congress make the correct votes, and taking power himself!
(End of this chapter)