In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 487 The mastermind behind the scenes, ashtray takes another head
Because we left two people to look after the house when we moved to Hokkaido, the house is kept very clean.

The living room was spotless. Aoyama Hidenobu sat alone on the sofa, with a cup of tea on the coffee table in front of him, still steaming slowly.

Although he and his eldest sister-in-law were the only two people living in the house before, he did not feel it was empty and deserted at that time, but he does so now.

When Shanchuan Yicheng brought Tang Siqian to Qingshan's house, the main door of the villa was not closed, but he still stood outside the door and knocked, "Mr. Qingshan, the person is here."

When Tang Siqian, whose hands were tied and mouth was sealed, heard the word "Qingshan", sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Come in." Aoyama Hidenobu said calmly.

"Hi!" Shanchuan Yicheng responded, then took off his shoes at the door, and told his younger brother to take off Tang Siqian's shoes as well before dragging him in.

Coming in front of Aoyama Hidenobu, Yamakawa Ichiro bowed respectfully, turned around and kicked Tang Siqian on the knee. The two younger brothers who were holding him pushed him down, and Tang Siqian fell to his knees.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

His mouth was sealed and he couldn't speak. His voice was unclear. He stared at Aoyama Hidenobu in horror and kept shaking his head, his eyes full of pleading.

"What are you afraid of? Or do I look scary?" Aoyama Hidenobu, who was sitting on the sofa, leaned forward slightly and asked seriously.

The expression on Tang Siqian's face suddenly froze.

Aoyama Hidenobu gently touched the watch on his wrist with one hand and said in a calm and leisurely tone in Chinese: "Tang Sang, there is an old saying in your China, 'If you don't do anything wrong, you don't have to worry about ghosts knocking on your door.' I haven't even told you why I invited you here, but you're already so scared and can't wait to beg me with your eyes. This shows that you have a guilty conscience! Very good, then I got the definite answer to my first question without even asking it."

"Let's just ask the second question. Please tell me who hired someone to kill me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shanchuan Yicheng tore off the tape on Tang Siqian's mouth. Such a rough action pulled off his beard. Tang Siqian screamed and kowtowed repeatedly begging for mercy, "Please let me go, Officer Qingshan, please, please!"

When he learned that the person he was going to meet was Aoyama Hidenobu.

He knew that the secret had been leaked. Although he didn't know the reason, he could only kowtow and beg for mercy.

Although he knew that the hope was slim, he really didn't know what else he could do.

"Bakayaro!" Aoyama Hidenobu suddenly raised his voice and cursed in pure Japanese, and then switched to Chinese, "You damn idiot, don't you understand me? Tell me, who is the employer?"

"I can't say it, I can't say it. I can't say it." Tang Siqian shook his head like a rattle, and said with a sad face: "Police Officer, please let me go! I'm just an intermediary, everything is business, I have no grudges against you, why are you competing with me!"

"You're right, this is all business, and we really have no grudges against each other." Aoyama Hidenobu nodded in agreement, but soon changed the subject and said coldly, "But if you don't tell me the identity of your enemy, it means you are ready to take the blame for him. If I don't settle accounts with you, who else can I go to?"

"But I... I really can't tell you!" Tang Siqian was terrified, but he refused to tell her.

Aoyama Hidenobu said slowly: "I have no intention of making things difficult for a businessman like you, but you insist on making things difficult for me. In this case, if I can't find my enemy, I'll take you out on him first. Okay, Yamakawa-kun, take him away and throw him into the meat grinder to grind him into mud to feed the pigs."

After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and rested.

"Hi!" Yamakawa Ichiro immediately waved his hand.

The two younger brothers who were holding Tang Siqian down immediately lifted him up again, one on the left and one on the right, and dragged him out.

"Ah! No! No!" Tang Siqian was terrified. He kept kicking and struggling. When he was about to be dragged out of the door, he cried out, "Speak! I'll tell you!"

"Stop." Aoyama Hidenobu opened his eyes.

The two younger brothers dragged Tang Siqian back to the coffee table. At this moment, his crotch was already wet.

The foul smell of urine filled the air.

It smells like he might be a little irritated.

"Suzuki Jiro! It's Suzuki Jiro! He came to me for two things before, and this time he contacted me over the phone. It has nothing to do with me, it really has nothing to do with me, wuwuwu!" Tang Siqian collapsed to the ground and told everything like pouring beans, crying loudly.

He knew Suzuki Jiro's identity, so he didn't dare to say it at first because he was afraid of revenge from the Suzuki family.

When he heard the name Suzuki Jiro, Aoyama Hidenobu was stunned for a moment, with a strange expression on his face. His first reaction was that he couldn't understand. Is Suzuki Jiro crazy?
Is it possible to have true love even if you are an adulteress?

But then he quickly felt relieved.

The most unpredictable thing in the world is love. If Jiro Suzuki really loved Yoshino Koko, then it would be normal for him to do anything ridiculous after her death.

Originally, Aoyama Hidenobu was not very angry about the fact that someone wanted to kill him, and he always looked at and treated the matter with a very normal attitude.

After all, brothers who often kill people know that if you kill people often, it is normal to be killed by others one day.

But now that he knew the reason, a surge of rage could not be suppressed and rushed straight to the top of his head. If he died because the adulterer avenged the silver woman, how absurd would that be?
Qingshan Xiuxin took a deep breath, rubbed his face, stood up, walked to the crying Tang Siqian, patted him and comforted him: "Okay, stop crying, I know it has nothing to do with you, Tang Sang, I forgive you."

"Really...really?" Tang Siqian, who was crying bitterly, stopped crying when he heard these words. He suddenly raised his head, his face full of joy of surviving the disaster.

"Really." Aoyama Hidenobu nodded with a gentle smile, and wiped his tears with two pieces of paper patiently. "Every wrong has its perpetrator, and I won't make things difficult for a businessman, but you have to agree to a small request of mine as the price for my forgiveness."

"Hey! Hey! Madam, please tell me! I will agree to not only one request, but ten of them. I am willing to go through fire and water for you, Madam!" Tang Siqian said ecstatically.

His ancestors served Taijun, so he has the blood and talent in this area, so the word Taijun comes very easily to him.

Aoyama Hidenobu smiled and said, “Open your mouth.”

"Ah!" Although Tang Siqian was very confused, he still opened his mouth obediently, and his mouth opened wider and wider.

Aoyama Hidenobu held his head with his hand and pointed it towards the edge of the coffee table, and whispered, "Come on, bite the edge."

Tang Siqian bit it obediently, trying to look up at Aoyama Hidenobu with a flattering smile.

Aoyama Hidenobu also smiled and gently patted his greasy pig face. Then his smile gradually faded and became gloomy. Suddenly, he stood up, grabbed the ashtray on the coffee table and smashed it hard on the back of Tang Siqian's head.

"boom!"

Tang Siqian, who was biting the edge of the coffee table, was hit and all his teeth flew out. His gums were torn, his lips were cracked, and his mouth was instantly covered in blood. A piece of the pink tooth root fell off.

This scene looked extremely bloody. "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Tang Siqian didn't even have time to scream before he was hit several times. In order to prevent him from sliding to the ground, the expressionless Aoyama Hidenobu considerately held the back of his neck with one hand and hit his head repeatedly with the other hand holding a bloody ashtray.

Every time the ashtray fell, scarlet, warm blood splashed everywhere, and Aoyama Hidenobu's face and spotless white shirt were soon covered with blood.

Yamakawa Kazushiro had no expression on his face as he stood aside and watched the scene, but both of his faces turned pale, obviously frightened by Aoyama Hidenobu's outburst.

It was not until Tang Siqian's head was smashed to pieces, his flesh and blood were all over the place, and even his brain was mixed with blood and flowing out, that Aoyama Hidenobu finally stopped.

"Dang!" He casually threw down the ashtray that had been stained red, exhaled briskly, waved his hand listlessly and said, "Drag him out and deal with him."

He never forgives the living.

By the way, how many people has he killed with an ashtray?
"Hi!" Shanchuan Yicheng responded, and quickly ordered his two younger brothers to do things, and personally helped.

The three of them simply moved the coffee table away, then wrapped the body in the carpet and carried it out by two people.

Now, this is called professionalism.

Shanchuan Yicheng still remained in the living room.

"Suzuki Jiro, your uncle is the governor of Tokyo, Suzuki Shun. Arrange an accident to send him off, the sooner the better." Aoyama Hidenobu sat down on the sofa and wiped the blood off his face with a tissue.

Suzuki Jiro must have done such a stupid thing behind his family's back, and after Tang Siqian and the two gunmen died, he was the only one who knew about it, and naturally he didn't dare to tell anyone else.

No one knew that he tried to kill Aoyama Hidenobu, so no one would suspect Aoyama Hidenobu if he died in an accident.

Yamakawa Ichijo immediately responded, “Hi!”

The identity of the governor of Tokyo is scary.

But Shanchuan Yicheng had no room for refusal.

"Do it cleanly, very cleanly, without leaving any trace. Even if someone notices that it was done by someone else, they won't be able to investigate further." Aoyama Hidenobu solemnly instructed.

He didn't want to endure this, nor did he want to get himself into trouble, so he had to do it secretly.

Shanchuan Yicheng nodded solemnly.

"Don't worry, I'm a professional in this area."

Aoyama Hidenobu waved him off and called Nakamura Shinichi who was still in the hospital. He said calmly, "Let the gunman commit suicide out of fear of punishment."

"Hi!" Nakamura Shinichi responded briefly.

Five minutes later, the young gunman lying in the hospital "jumped" out of the window of his ward and died on the spot.

Because apart from Aoyama Hidenobu, Shinichi Nakamura never told anyone else the identities of the two gunmen from beginning to end, so the Metropolitan Police Department had no idea that the two were the gunmen who attacked Aoyama Hidenobu.

Shinichi Nakamura told the Metropolitan Police Department that he received a tip-off that two armed men had checked into a hotel, so he wanted to go and check it out. He didn't expect to run into them and their identities were discovered, which led to a gunfight.

There are several loopholes in this statement, the most important of which is the source of the guns he used in the exchange of fire with the bandits.

However, for Aoyama Hidenobu's sake, this was not a problem. With a stroke of a pen, it was changed to say that he used his service pistol to exchange fire with the bandits. As for why he carried a service pistol on vacation, we have to ask the Hokkaido police. Perhaps there was some secret mission?

So after the young gunman "fell from the building", the Metropolitan Police Department directly concluded that he committed suicide out of fear of punishment.

After all, if he dared to fight with the police, it means that he must be involved in some serious crime and did not want to implicate people deeper in the case, so committing suicide was reasonable.

As for the kidnapping of Tang Siqian, the owner of Shinjuku Mingyue Teahouse, by members of the Yamakawa family in broad daylight, although his family called the police, the Shinjuku Police Station did not even file a case, because the Yamakawa family's core territory is in Shinjuku, and they often send local specialties to the Shinjuku Police Station.

If you take the money, you have to do the work.

What's more, everyone knows that the background of the Yamakawa family is Police Superintendent Aoyama, and the missing person is a Chinese who has become a Japanese citizen and has no high social status or popularity, so it is even less likely to take it seriously.

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That night, Suzuki Jiro called Tang Siqian again to urge him to make progress, but found that the call was not going through.

"Damn it!"

After calling several times but failing to get through, he cursed in a low voice in annoyance, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind, such as Tang Siqian was afraid of Qingshan Xiuxin so he ran away, or Tang Siqian's phone was lost...

Anyway, I didn't think about the matter being exposed.

After all, the news hasn't reported any progress on the shooting of Aoyama Hidenobu, which means that the two gunmen are still at large and have not yet been arrested.

After all, for such a big case, if there had been any breakthrough, the police would have held an emergency press conference long ago.

Since the lowest-level gunman has not been caught yet.

Naturally, it is even more impossible to trace it to Tang Siqian.

Jiro Suzuki put down the phone, fell asleep holding Yoshino Koko's photo, and decided to try again tomorrow morning. If he still couldn't get through, he would go to the teahouse to find him.

Although Taro Suzuki has already grounded him.

However, it was impossible for Taro Suzuki to watch him at home personally. If he had to go out no matter what, how could the servants and bodyguards at home dare to stop him?
"Hezi, I will definitely avenge you."

Suzuki Jiro murmured to himself, then kissed the photo gently and affectionately.

All that's missing is to make a hole in the photo frame day and night.

(End of this chapter)