In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 484 Goodbye Richard, Park Guochang's Information (asking for monthly tickets)

If one wants to take an unconventional approach and seize power, in addition to having strong personal strength and the support of the military, one must also have the tacit approval of Japan's wild daddy, the Americans.

So after getting drunk with Ueda Hikotoshi, Toyama Hideaki and others, in the evening, Aoyama Hidenobu was almost sober. Without even going home, he called Richard, the head of the CIA's team in Japan.

This is currently his only way to get into the sight of top American officials, so he must maintain good relations.

It's not shameful to be a grandson first and then a grandfather.

"Hi, Mr. Richard, I'm Aoyama Hidenori. I'm back in Tokyo. I brought you and Miss Annie some local specialties from Hokkaido. Are you free to have a drink tonight? If that's convenient for you."

After the call was connected, Aoyama Hidenobu invited cheerfully.

"Haha, Mr. Aoyama, it seems that you were not pretending in the news. The gunshots last night really didn't scare you. You actually still have the mind to invite us for a drink." Richard was surprised to receive the call from Aoyama Hidenobu. After a moment of silence, he smiled and teased.

Aoyama Hidenobu laughed along and said disapprovingly, "You're just a clown. If you're scared, how can I be friends with a CIA elite like you, Mr. Richard?"

The road to climb up will be littered with mountains of corpses and seas of blood. If you are killed, you will turn into a pile of bones, and those who cannot be killed will become steps made of bones under his feet, and he will step on them to climb up step by step.

"Good! Just hearing Qingshan-kun's words makes me feel that he is even more charming than before. I must have a drink tonight to toast your courage. I'll pay for it. See you at nine o'clock." Richard gave the name of a bar.

Aoyama Hidenobu looked at his watch and saw that it was only a little after five o'clock. He said, "Okay, see you there."

It was still early, so after hanging up the phone he went back to Asai's house, thinking that it wouldn't be too late to keep the appointment after having dinner.

At around eight o'clock, he brought Jin Yucheng to a bar in a busy area. After entering, they were hit by the harsh music, heat waves and the smell of perfume.

Hidenobu Aoyama didn't understand why Richard always liked to meet in bars. It wasn't like you could only have a drink in such noisy places.

Maybe Americans just like this kind of smoky and dirty place. After all, they are quite dirty themselves.

He had good eyesight and immediately spotted Richard in the crowd, who was wearing a white suit and a red tie and twisting his body coquettishly around a young woman.

Not seeing Annie, Aoyama Hidenobu looked towards the bar again, and sure enough, he saw Anne, a woman with blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a white shirt and jeans, simple yet beautiful.

The thin shirt was bulging out, and her legs were very long, which looked even longer in the tight jeans and the high heels on her feet were so tight that they were killing her.

He ignored Richard and walked towards Anne, "Hi Miss Anne, long time no see."

Only when I got closer did I see clearly that the buttons of her shirt were not fastened tightly, with two buttons open, and a touch of light blue lace was visible from time to time, which was very tempting.

"Long time no see." Although Anne looked down on traitors like Aoyama Hidenobu, under Richard's sincere teachings, she also knew that the more people like him there were, the better it would be for the United States, so she could only force a smile now.

People are constantly growing and maturing. When she first faced Aoyama Hidenobu, she did not hide her disgust at all. Now being able to hide it is a kind of progress.

Aoyama Hidenobu sat down next to her, staring at her tight face unscrupulously, tapping his fingers on the bar, "One of hers."

He really wanted Anne's body, but at the same time he was acting, trying to appear lustful.

Although he was indeed very lustful.

"Hi!" The bartender quickly prepared a colorful cocktail and pushed it in front of Aoyama Hidenobu, "Officer Aoyama, this one's on me."

"Thank you." Aoyama Hidenobu turned his head and gave him a gentle smile, then bowed slightly.

The bartender was a little excited and agitated. "Please don't be polite. It's my honor to make drinks for someone like you. How can I charge you for it?"

"Not bad." Aoyama Hidenobu praised after taking a sip, then looked at Annie and shrugged, "I didn't expect Japan to have already started using facial recognition payment."

"Haha, very humorous." The corner of Annie's mouth twitched. When a person has a prejudice against another person from the beginning, the prejudice will always remain there.

Both Aoyama Hidenobu and the bartender felt that it was a matter of police and civilians being one family, but in her opinion, Aoyama Hidenobu was relying on his fame to eat without paying.

"Hey, Qingshan-kun, are you trying to seduce our CIA beauty again while I'm away?" Richard came over and patted him on the shoulder, saying with a smile, "This is a rose with thorns. So far, everyone who wants to pick her has been pricked by thorns."

The advantage of being in a bar is that you can't hear what they are saying unless you get close.

"It doesn't matter. I have thick skin and I'm not afraid of any thorns." Aoyama Hidenobu shrugged.

Richard laughed, put his arm around his neck and said, "You are as humorous as ever."

"Your dancing is still as unique as ever." Aoyama Hidenobu raised his glass to indicate.

"Thank you for the compliment." Richard raised his glass in response, took a sip and wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth. "By the way, where are the local specialties that Qingshan-kun mentioned on the phone? I'm really looking forward to it."

"Here." Aoyama Hidenobu waved.

Jin Yucheng immediately handed him a bag.

Aoyama Hidenobu handed it directly to Richard.

Richard put down the wine glass, took it and curiously unzipped it. He could see what was inside by just opening a gap, and his face suddenly became excited.

Annie also saw it clearly, a hint of disdain flashed in the depths of her eyes, and she turned her head away to drink by herself.

"Mr. Aoyama, these local specialties from Hokkaido are a bit similar to those in the United States!" Richard said as he zipped up the bag full of US dollars.

Aoyama Hidenobu smiled and said, "Local specialties are pretty much the same all over the world."

"That makes sense, that makes sense. I really like this local specialty. Thank you, Mr. Qingshan." Richard accepted it all without any reservation or pretense.

Aoyama Hidenobu admired his unpretentious character and raised his glass, saying, "Of course, it's normal for friends to give each other gifts, isn't it?" "But after accepting Aoyama-kun's gift, I really don't know what to give." Richard sighed and said with a look of embarrassment, wondering what Aoyama Hidenobu wanted to get by bribing him in this way.

Apart from occasionally using the CIA's excellent intelligence network to provide some insignificant intelligence, there was nothing he could do to directly help Aoyama Hidenobu.

Hearing this, Qingshan Xiuxin smiled meaningfully and said, "Just because there is no suitable return gift now does not mean there will never be one in the future. Mr. Richard, there is no need to rush. Friends get along slowly."

Richard understood that Aoyama Hidenobu was paving the way for his future, hoping that through him he could catch the eyes of some senior American officials in the future. After all, without their support, it would not be easy for Japanese politicians to reach high positions and keep them.

He didn't know what to say about Aoyama Hidenobu's foresight and wisdom, but he was sure that this traitor was the talent they needed, and it would be beneficial for them if such a person was in power, so he really didn't mind helping.

After all, one of his tasks was to find some capable and pro-American Japanese officials, submit a list of them, and they would be selected and supported.

He had actually submitted a list including Aoyama Hidenobu, but there were no further instructions. He felt that he needed to submit Aoyama Hidenobu's information again separately, emphasizing his abilities, future and position.

"To friendship." Richard raised his glass.

Aoyama Hidenobu responded, "Respect for friendship."

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"Here's your mother's head!"

Park Kuk-chang smashed the wine glass, slapped the toasting brother hard on the face, and roared with foam flying in his mouth: "I asked you to find out information, what did you find out? Is it useful? I'm just feeding you for nothing, right?"

It was almost 12 o'clock, and every tick of the second hand seemed to be urging him to die, but no information related to the shooting had been received through any of his channels.

Under tremendous pressure, he seemed very irritable.

The group of younger brothers in the private room were trembling, not daring to breathe, and they all lowered their heads guiltily.

“Big…Big Brother.” Only one thin young man raised his hand cautiously, swallowed his saliva and said, “I…I got some information.”

"Why didn't you just tell me earlier? You had to play the game of first suppressing and then praising me, right?" Park Guk-chang was not happy about this, but roared in anger.

The skinny young man shuddered with fear, his face pale and he shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, no, I just wasn't sure, so I didn't say it the first time."

"Hurry up and speak!" Park Guk-chang yelled.

What a joke, he is indeed a genuine Korean.

"Hi!" The thin young man said quickly, "I have a...bedmate. She said she was called to a hotel to provide services to guests last night. She met two weirdos in windbreakers in the elevator. One of them had a gun on his waist. It is estimated that she met those two people less than half an hour after Inspector Qingshan was shot."

This is mobilizing the power of the people. There are so many people in Tokyo, and who knows if someone might have happened to encounter the people or cars suspected to be the two gunmen last night.

"Ah, shit!" Park Guochang felt like he was alive again. He jumped on the sofa to the thin young man and said, "Hurry up and call your prostitute bed partner and ask her what the name of the hotel is."

"Hi!" The thin young man responded, then raised his head and said, "Brother, I don't have a phone."

Mobile phones are quite expensive these days. Unless you have money or need one, you won’t buy one.

A small gangster, even if I have money to buy him I don't have the money to support him.

"Phone! My phone!" Park Guk-chang turned around and yelled impatiently at others.

One of the younger brothers quickly picked up his mobile phone and handed it to him with both hands, "Brother, your phone is ringing."

"Hit him." Park Guk-chang stuffed it into the thin young man's hand.

The thin young man took the mobile phone and quickly dialed a number. When the call was connected, he quickly asked the name of the hotel. After hanging up, he looked up at Park Guochang and said, "Shinjuku 1-chome, Nanfeng Hotel."

"Yo! If it's really them, you will be rewarded handsomely!" Park Guk-chang first made a promise, then snatched the phone and called Shinichi Nakamura.

He waved to others to go out. After all, it was not appropriate to let his younger brother know about reporting to the police.

After everyone left, the phone call was connected.

"I'm Shinichi Nakamura, please tell me what I want to say."

"Inspector Nakamura, I have finally found some information after much effort, but I cannot guarantee its accuracy." Park Kuk-chang first issued a disclaimer.

Shinichi Nakamura said simply, "Speak."

"Shinjuku 1-chome, Nanfeng Hotel, the exact room number is unknown, two people, they were wearing black windbreakers when they checked in last night." Park Guk-chang told him everything.

"Thank you." Shinichi Nakamura hung up the phone, got up and went out, heading straight for Shinjuku 1-chome alone.

I plan to go to the hotel first to confirm the specific room number of the two of them and whether they are still staying there.

Then report to Aoyama Hidenobu and use the police's capabilities to check the identities of the two people and their activities last night to determine whether they are the murderers.

"Beep~beep~beep~" Listening to the busy tone coming from the phone, Park Guochang looked up at the clock hand on the wall that was about to point to twelve o'clock, let out a long breath, and sat down with some exhaustion.

Shinichi Nakamura's strength left him breathless.

Shit! No, damn it, I have to find a way to get rid of Nakamura Shinichi's control, otherwise the leverage he has in his hands will eat me up for the rest of my life.

If this goes on, sooner or later he might be retaliated against and killed for tipping off the police. Then the police will not give him the treatment of a public official who died heroically in the line of duty!
(End of this chapter)