In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 510 Arrival in Chitose City, Appetizers, Victims (asking for monthly tickets)
The rain lightened and the wind stopped.

The SUV swaying on the side of the road also became quiet.

The fog on the car windows had not yet dissipated. The two people in the car were hugging each other tightly, enjoying the afterglow of the madness and making long breathing sounds.

"I really cheated this time, and my dad found out." Ueda Kanon muttered to herself.

Aoyama Hidenobu lifted her hair, touched her rosy face and said softly: "You are already getting a divorce, it's just a matter of formalities. Don't feel psychologically stressed. Hattori Satoshi is not worthy of you."

"Then will you marry me?" asked Ueda Kanon.

Aoyama Hidenobu said calmly, "I like you very much. Although you are a few years older than me, you are beautiful, have a good figure, come from a prominent family, and have a promising future. But it's a pity that you have a daughter. To be honest, I don't have the confidence that I can raise another man's daughter as my own daughter wholeheartedly."

It's not that I don't want to take responsibility, but if you really want to do this for your daughter's good, then don't hold me responsible.

"Then forget it." Ueda Kanon just asked casually. She didn't expect Aoyama Hidenobu to marry her at all. However, his words sounded very comfortable. He did not shirk his responsibility, but for the sake of his daughter's good, he should not find a stepfather for her.

Aoyama Hidenobu kissed her, rubbed her cheek and said, "That's right. You've finally regained your freedom, so why should you let yourself be bound by marriage? We can still have fun together without getting married."

"Hehe, for you, as long as the woman is not ugly, you can play with her. Your reputation as a playboy has spread all over Hokkaido." Ueda Kanon rolled her eyes.

Aoyama Hidenobu laughed and didn't take it seriously.

He really is a cannon king in Hokkaido.

Ueda Kanon got off him and sat back in the driver's seat. She started to put on her clothes and asked as she tied her hair, "Why hasn't the car you asked arrived yet?"

It's been more than half an hour.

"Let me ask." Aoyama Hidenobu pretended to make a phone call again, and after a moment he said, "The guy who was delivering the car had a car accident on the way. Never mind, the rain is easing, I'll go down and see what happened and see if I can fix it myself."

After he finished speaking, he began to put on his clothes. After he was fully dressed, he walked to the front of the car and opened the hood.

He plugged in the unplugged wire, closed the hood, got in the car and said, "Now try starting the engine again."

While pulling up her pants, Ueda Kanon freed one hand to turn the key, and this time she successfully started the car.

"Okay, if I had known it was just a minor problem, I wouldn't have to wait here so long." Ueda Kanon smiled at first, then said helplessly.

Aoyama Hidenobu smiled, "I think it's good, otherwise how can I get you?"

The experiences of female officers and female soldiers are indeed different.

The identity can bring him a strong sense of satisfaction.

If Ueda Kanon could be promoted to general before she turned forty, he would be able to indulge in the role of general a few times.

Don’t ask why it’s before the age of 40, because after the age of 40, you are old and ugly, and even if you take good care of yourself and have the bonus of status, he is not interested.

"Hmph!" Ueda Kanon snorted, stepped on the accelerator, and sped away with a string of splashes of water from the wheels.

By the time we reached Chitose City, the rain had completely stopped.

Toyama Hideaki personally brought people out to greet them.

"Hahahaha Aoyama-kun, long time no see."

Toyama Hideaki came to meet him from a distance.

"Toyama-kun, long time no see." Aoyama Hidenobu also smiled, walked up to him and gave him a hug, saying, "I'm sorry to bother you this time."

"Tanks, shells, and guns are all ready. It's no problem if you have any." Toyama Hideaki smiled nonchalantly, let go of him and looked at Ueda Kanon, whose face was glowing. "Kanaon is looking better and better."

"Hi! Thank you Uncle Toyama for your concern. I'm in a good mood recently." Ueda Kanon responded with a smile.

"Let's go, let's talk inside." Toyama Hideaki didn't introduce the person behind him to Aoyama Hidenobu. He put his arm around his shoulders and walked inside, winking and saying, "Driving a tank is a physical job, and the tank you are going to drive is even more physical. But it's still early for dinner, so let's play with the little guys to warm up first, and then take a rest after eating and drinking, and then serve the tank dish."

"Everything is up to Toyama-kun! I have no objection." Aoyama Hidenobu said obediently.

Toyama Hideaki took him all the way to the shooting training camp, where various firearms had already been laid out.

Mainly various light and heavy machine guns.

"Mr. Aoyama also makes a living with guns. I won't be able to take out what your police have. You haven't tried this thing, have you?" Toyama Hideaki patted a heavy machine gun with a long barrel and introduced it with a smile: "M2 Browning large-caliber heavy machine gun, with a rate of fire of 1200 per minute and a shooting distance of up to 2500 meters. It came out in 1921 and has been in service for half a century. Its excellent performance can stand the test of time. Of course, the current M2 has been modified on the original basis, and the trajectory is more stable. Come on, try it."

"If this thing hits someone, won't it leave bruises all over the body?" Aoyama Hidenobu joked.

Ueda Kanon smiled and said, "It won't be all bruises, but it will definitely be patches here and there."

Everyone present started laughing.

Aoyama Hidenobu pulled the trigger, the muzzle trembled with sparks, and bullets poured out like a fire dragon, accompanied by a deafening roar, like an autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, ruthlessly tearing the target in the distance into pieces.

After emptying all the bullets in one breath, Aoyama Hidenobu said with regret: "It's a pity that the target is not a living person."

Everyone: "………………"

You are not a living person, you are the living devil! Aoyama Hidenobu has already begun to imagine the scene of putting this thing on an armored vehicle in the future to purge those diehards who oppose his rule.

Machine guns will make all the traitors shut up.

"Let's try this one. It's more powerful..." Toyama Hideaki introduced the next one.

In the whole morning, Aoyama Hidenobu tried out all the light and heavy machine guns and self-propelled artillery in service of the Army.

Not to mention, this is a physical job. Even with his physical fitness, he can clearly feel the fatigue.

Seeing that it was time for lunch, a subordinate came to report that the meal was ready. Toyama Hideaki stopped the morning activities and said, "Let's go, eat first. After eating, you can play the tank game that Aoyama-kun is most looking forward to in the afternoon."

He leaned close to Aoyama Hidenori's ear and whispered meaningfully, "I specially had someone train two outstanding, petite and graceful female tank soldiers for you overnight. I guarantee you will enjoy it."

There were female tank soldiers, but not many, and even fewer who were pretty, so Toyama Hideaki transferred two female soldiers from other troops and trained them to be tank soldiers.

Today is dedicated to pleasing Aoyama Hidenobu.

This is the beauty of power. As long as the truth about today's incident was not leaked, who in the outside world would have thought that such a ridiculous thing would happen to Lu Weili?
“Hahahahaha!” Aoyama Hidenobu laughed heartily, “I’m really causing trouble for Toyama-kun.”

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It's sunny after the rain.

The sky was gloomy in the morning, but the sun was already high in the sky at noon and the temperature rose rapidly.

Shinichi Nakamura walked into a convenience store, bought a pack of cigarettes and asked the cashier, "Is Yoko Ozawa here?"

"Hey Yoko, someone's looking for you." The cashier glanced at Shinichi Nakamura, raised his head and shouted.

"Hi!" Then a young woman dressed in a convenience store employee's uniform ran over from behind the shelf in the corner, looked at Nakamura suspiciously and bowed, "Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

Shinichi Nakamura also looked at the woman in front of him.

She looked to be in her 20s, with fair skin. Even though she was wearing the ugly convenience store employee uniform, it couldn't hide her natural beauty and curvy figure.

"Would it be convenient for us to go out and chat? We won't disturb the customers who are paying." Shinichi Nakamura invited her with a smile.

Yoko Ozawa hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Then the two of them came to the alley next to them.

Shinichi Nakamura played with his lighter, looked at her and said slowly: "Do you still remember Fujino Norihiro?"

Ozawa Yoko's pretty face turned pale immediately, and those frightening memories came to her mind again. She said in panic, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

After saying that, he lowered his head and hurried away.

"Don't you want to take revenge on him?" Nakamura Shinichi said, turning around and looking at her back, and then added, "If you leave now, you will miss your only chance to take revenge on him in this life."

Ozawa Yoko stopped where she was, turned around slowly, and asked with red eyes: "Who are you?"

"Police." Shinichi Nakamura showed his ID.

Ozawa Yoko was stunned at first, then she smiled mockingly and said, "So is Fujino Norihiro."

"He's a bad cop," said Shinichi Nakamura.

“So you’re a good policeman?”

Shinichi Nakamura was silent for a moment before he replied, "To you, I guess I should be."

"You have a grudge against him, and you want to use me?" Yoko Ozawa was not stupid and guessed what he was thinking.

Shinichi Nakamura asked back, "Does it matter? I just want to ask if you want revenge. If not, I will find the next person. He has harmed many people."

"Yes! Of course I do! I still dream about what happened that night countless times. I want to kill him in my dreams!" said Yoko Ozawa with tears streaming down her face.

Two years ago, she was a freshman in college. As a dance student, in order to reduce the burden on her family, she would work part-time in a high-end izakaya after class every day.

Specially provide singing and dancing performances for guests.

People who could go there to spend money were, at least on the surface, well-dressed. For a pure performer like her, no one was so vulgar as to take advantage of her.

Until that day when I met Norihiro Fujino.

After the performance, Fujino Norihiro called her alone and said he wanted to reward her, but he didn't expect that after the other performers left, he showed his true colors, ordered his subordinates to go out to guard the door, and raped her in the private room.

She called the police immediately, but the police were reluctant to file a case and forced her to reconcile. If she did not agree, the school would expel her and her family would also be fired by the company.

The whole world forced her to reconcile, and in desperation she compromised, reconciled, and dropped out of school.

"If you want revenge, then listen to me."

(End of this chapter)