In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 486 Qingshan Taijun on traitors and forced kidnapping (asking for monthly tickets)

Because I asked about the floor and ward number in advance.

When Aoyama Hidenobu arrived at the hospital, he went straight to the elevator.

"Qingshan police are watching!"

"It's really Officer Qingshan. Has the murderer who attacked you been caught? What a hateful guy!"

"Are you sick and coming to the hospital? Please take care of yourself! The people need you!"

After recognizing Aoyama Hidenobu, the people in the elevator gave up their seats to him and expressed their concern.

"Thank you everyone. The police will be informed if there is any news. I am not sick. I just came to the hospital for some business." Aoyama Hidenobu responded with a gentle smile.

"Oh, Superintendent Aoyama is really as approachable as he is described in the news. He is not arrogant at all."

"Yeah, yeah, he's even more handsome than on the news."

Amidst everyone's chatter, the elevator door slowly closed. When there was only a gap left, a slender, white hand reached in, accompanied by a cry of "May I ask for your help?" and the elevator door opened again.

Hidenobu Aoyama, who was standing at the front, saw the person outside at a glance. It was Mrs. Tanaka Nako, who was wearing a nurse's cap, nurse's uniform and white stockings.

"Ao... Police Aoyama, look right!" Tanaka Nako was also surprised when she saw Aoyama Hidenobu, whom she hadn't seen for a long time.

His expression was somewhat flustered and awkward. He stood there at a loss as to what to do, and was reluctant to step into the elevator.

Aoyama Hidenobu smiled slightly and took a step back to make room, "Mrs. Tanaka, please come in."

After not seeing her for a long time, the pretty and graceful Mrs. Tanaka seems to be even more charming than before.

"Hi! Thank you so much." Tanaka Nako bit her red lips and bowed, then walked into the elevator, stood in front of him, turned her back to him, and felt his body gradually getting closer to hers. Her face flushed slightly.

I knew Aoyama Hidenobu had bad intentions.

But she didn't dare to say anything and could only endure it silently.

Another older nurse in the elevator said in surprise, "Naiko knows Police Officer Aoyama?"

"Haha, Mrs. Tanaka's husband used to be my subordinate, but later he was accidentally paralyzed in bed, and I have been doing my best to help him." Aoyama Hidenobu's every word and action made people feel like spring breeze, but in a place where no one else could see, he had lifted the hem of Mrs. Tanaka's nurse uniform, and his big hands were feeling the delicacy of the white silk.

Tanaka Nako's face flushed, she closed her legs tightly and gritted her teeth to endure the frivolous behavior, her body trembled slightly and she nodded in response: "Hi! Inspector Aoyama has been paying for my husband's medical expenses. He is a great benefactor to our family. I am also very grateful for his help."

Not only did they lend a helping hand, they also extended their dirty hands.

"Ah! There is such a thing. Inspector Aoyama is really a good and loyal boss!"

"Who says it's not true? Only Superintendent Qingshan can do such a thing. It's really admirable."

Other people in the elevator all praised that Police Superintendent Aoyama was truly a good boss worthy of his wife and children.

"I'm just trying to help as much as I can. After all, we're colleagues." Aoyama Hidenobu smiled modestly, feeling the soft and delicate touch of the jade in his arms, and asked with concern, "How is Tanaka-kun recovering?"

Tanaka Nako shook her head bitterly, pursed her red lips and said, "There is still no sign of waking up."

"With a wife like you who never leaves him, I believe he will wake up, and the gods will be moved by your love." Aoyama Hidenobu said with a sincere blessing. At this moment, the elevator arrived with a ding sound. He quickly pulled out his hand and said, "This is my floor. I will go visit Tanaka-kun later."

Come to think of it, he hadn't visited that guy Tanaka for a long time, and he really missed him a little.

"Hi!" A hint of helplessness flashed across Tanaka Nako's eyes, but she bowed with emotion on the surface.

Aoyama Hidenobu walked past her and walked out, whispering, "Madam, you smell very good."

Tanaka Nako blushed and felt extremely ashamed.

After walking out of the elevator, Aoyama Hidenobu strode to a ward with a policeman standing guard at the door.

"Watch carefully!"

The two policemen outside the door saluted in unison.

"How are the people?" asked Aoyama Hidenobu.

One of them replied respectfully, "The injuries have been treated and the patient is conscious. Inspector Nakamura is questioning him in person inside."

Aoyama Hidenobu nodded and pushed the door open.

"Police officer, you're here." Shinichi Nakamura, who had heard the voice from inside a long time ago, immediately stood up to greet him.

Aoyama Hidenobu raised his chin and asked, "What do you mean?"

"This kid is very stubborn. He kept scolding me in Chinese, which I couldn't understand. He refused to say anything else." Shinichi Nakamura said with a dark face.

Upon hearing this, Aoyama Hidenobu raised his eyebrows and looked at the young man with bandages on his legs and hands on the hospital bed.

Damn, as a pioneer in the anti-Japanese war, I went deep behind enemy lines, but I was almost killed by my own compatriots?
"Look at your father! Stupid little Japanese!" Meeting Aoyama Hidenobu's gaze, the young man glared and cursed.

His uncle had just died, so he was a rebellious man.

After all, we now have a blood feud with the Japanese.

"Pa!" Aoyama Hidenobu raised his hand and slapped him, then replied in authentic Mandarin, "I'm looking at my son! You little bastard!"

"What the hell!" The young man didn't even care about the pain on his face. He immediately widened his eyes in amazement. This little Japanese guy spoke Mandarin more standardly than he did.

Aoyama Hidenobu dragged a chair over and sat down, crossed his legs and continued to speak in Chinese: "From my accent, you should know that I know China very well. If you don't cooperate, I will contact the Chinese authorities to get your hometown address, and then hire a few thugs from your side to rape, rob, kill, burn, steal, and become a traitor to the motherland. Let your family know about it!"

As soon as he opened his mouth, I knew he was an old China expert. "Bah! I didn't rape or rob, I didn't steal or do anything else, and I wasn't a traitor!" The young man argued with his neck stiff. I wanted to be one, but you didn't want me! Even when I was a cleaner sweeping the floor, you guys fucking squeezed my salary.

Aoyama Hidenobu smiled helplessly and said with a playful expression: "You are in my hands. I have the final say on what you did and didn't do. You don't want your reputation in your hometown to be ruined, do you? Your parents are still in your hometown, don't you want them to be stabbed in the back?"

Judging from this guy's attitude towards the Japanese, he is a passionate and patriotic young man. Aoyama Hidenobu felt that he definitely did not want to be branded as a traitor.

Of course, he never dreamed that this guy was not as patriotic as he is now before coming to Japan.

It was all because of the Japanese.

"Damn it! Despicable and shameless villain!" The young man stared at Aoyama Hidenobu with red eyes. It turned out that what the older generation said was right, the Japanese were so evil that they were wicked.

Damn, it's all because of those stupid books and experts in China who praise the Japanese all the time. Otherwise, would he and his uncle have come to Japan? Would they have been able to experience all this?

Aoyama Hidenobu laughed. "There is an old Chinese saying that a man who knows the current situation is a hero. I hope you don't act like a fool. I'll ask you again, who hired you? Tell me, you must know how to appreciate it!"

The young man stared at him intently, as if he wanted to eat him alive, gritting his teeth and saying nothing.

"I have never offended the Chinese, so my employer must be Japanese. Tell me, isn't it better to let us Japanese kill each other? Why sacrifice yourself for a Japanese? Isn't your behavior equivalent to that of a dog traitor?" Aoyama Hidenobu accused him.

The young man had a strange expression. I am a middle-aged man, but a Japanese called me a traitor. No one would believe me if I told them. But what the Japanese said was right. What kind of chivalry should I talk to the Japanese? Isn't it better to let them kill each other? It will also make me suffer less.

At that time, he avenged his uncle.

After figuring this out, he stopped being stubborn and said in a deep voice, "I don't know who the employer is. We contacted the middleman, and the employer offered one million US dollars to buy your life."

"Only one million US dollars? Is my life so cheap?" As the person involved, Aoyama Hidenobu questioned the price, but did not delve into it. He asked, "How did the middleman get in touch?"

The young man remained silent again.

"The middleman is Chinese?" Aoyama Hidenobu guessed it right away and said, "He is a Chinese who works for the Japanese for money, isn't he also a traitor? So there is no need to feel psychological pressure to sell him out. You are killing traitors! Are you going to protect traitors?"

He is good at dealing with heretical theories.

"Tang Siqian, the owner of Mingyue Teahouse in Kita-Shinjuku 3-chome." The young man's face changed for a moment, and finally he uttered a name.

Aoyama Hidenobu nodded, stood up and left, gestured to Nakamura Shinichi, who hurriedly followed.

After leaving the ward, Qingshan Xiuxin said calmly: "I will call you after I confirm the identity of the middleman. You make him commit suicide out of fear of crime."

Even though the guy inside is my compatriot, he wants to kill me. Not only my compatriots, but even those in the same grave must die!

"Don't we need to hand it over to the Metropolitan Police Department and let them investigate further?" Nakamura Shin asked after a moment's surprise.

Aoyama Hidenobu had a blank expression on his face. "He wants to kill me, do I still have to use the law to judge him?"

He knew very well that the person who dared to hire someone to kill him must have a certain background and power. If he took legal action, there was no way he would be sentenced to death due to various factors.

There might even be people who force him to swallow his anger, so he doesn't plan to take legal action.

After finding out the identity, just retaliate.

"Hi!" Shinichi Nakamura responded immediately.

Aoyama Hidenobu raised his hand, patted his shoulder, turned around and left, called the head of the Yamakawa family, Yamakawa Ichiro, and ordered: "Your territory, the owner of the Mingyue Tea House in Kita-Shinjuku 3-chome, Tang Siqian, bring him to see me immediately, at my house in Tokyo."

"Hi!" Yamakawa Kazushiro had not received direct orders from Aoyama Hidenobu for a long time, so he took it very seriously and decided to lead the team to work personally.

After hanging up the phone, Aoyama Hidenobu went to Tanaka Norifumi's ward. He was still in a coma. Mrs. Tanaka was very pessimistic about this. Aoyama Hidenobu patiently comforted her and injected some positive energy into her.

Mrs. Tanaka was very grateful for his kindness.

However, neither of them noticed that Tanaka Norifumi, who was lying on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, moved his left little finger slightly, and then fell silent again.

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Kita-Shinjuku 3-chome, Ming Yue Teahouse.

Tang Siqian is in his early fifties. He is fair and plump. He is used to wearing a Tang suit at all times. He smiles at everyone and seems very easy to get along with.

His grandfather had once been a guide for the Japanese, and thanks to his excellent genes, he was able to thrive in Japan and have extensive connections, so he could work as a killer's intermediary and never lack business.

At the moment, he was settling bills in his own teahouse and did not notice two vans suddenly stop at the door, followed by seven or eight burly men with tattoos of dragons and tigers coming in one after another.

"Hello, are you looking for someone or want to reserve a table?" Tang Siqian could tell at a glance that they were members of a violent gang. He quickly put on a flattering smile, walked out to the counter and greeted them.

The big men didn't waste any time, they just grabbed him and dragged him out in full view of everyone.

"What are you doing! Let me go!" Realizing that the enemy was coming towards him, the guilty Tang Siqian struggled hard.

It wasn't until one of the sturdy men pulled out a gun and put it to his forehead that he finally calmed down after being constantly moving.

"What do you want to do, boss!"

There were also waiters in the teahouse who wanted to stop it, but they were frightened by the black muzzles of the guns in the hands of the big men.

"We are from the Yamakawa family. If anyone dares to call the police, we will find him. You can try it. Don't cause trouble for yourself if it's none of your business."

Just like that, Tang Siqian was stuffed into a car by a group of strangers in broad daylight and drove away.

The main character is arrogant, domineering and lawless.

Whether Tokyo is in chaos or not, it is up to Aoyama Taijun to decide.

(End of this chapter)