Tokyo Detective

Chapter 388 Being Too Jumpy Leads to a Bad End

Imamura Okada gave a hint of helplessness and continued speaking, but the content was really too intriguing.

"I have never bought rice, to be honest, because my supporters often give me so much rice that I can't even finish it all. There is so much rice in my pantry that I could sell it."

Receiving rice is actually quite a hassle. Although it's not intentional, sometimes the delivered rice contains all sorts of things mixed in, making it a real pain to deal with.

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As Imamura Okada's speech provoked outrage among the audience, even farmers were angered by such inflammatory remarks.

You're even showing off now, but you should know that many of the people here can't afford to eat rice.

Of course, it wasn't just the people present who were angry, because it was being broadcast live on a national news channel, and Okada Imamura's remarks were sure to ignite the entire nation of Japan.

So at the main meeting, Imamura Okada said a lot, but it had no practical effect whatsoever; it was all just empty talk. Of course, his offensive remarks did reach the people of the whole country.
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After the speech, Imamura Okada and his entourage left from backstage. Their calm demeanor suggested that it was premeditated. Indeed, no matter how foolish a minister of a country may be, he should not say such things in public.

Even if he doesn't notice it at first, his assistant, who also serves as his staff, will remind him.

In the corridor, when the minister encountered the young man who had impressed the cabinet council a few months earlier, he was taken aback at first, and then forced a smile.

"Thank you for your hard work. I'll need your help getting them off here next."

Rina Kurokawa nodded respectfully.

"This is our duty."

Naoki Hanyu, on the other hand, spoke frankly. He had already sensed that the man in front of him would not stay in the ministerial position for long, and because of his previous remarks, he did not hold back in speaking.

"Minister Imamura, were you telling the truth just now? You even said there was something else in the rice. Aren't you afraid of being investigated?"

"Whether it's the truth or not doesn't matter, and I'm not afraid of being investigated."

Imamura Okada was mentally prepared for the self-destruction, so he turned his head and looked through the glass to see the still indignant crowd below.

“I started using the grain reserves three months ago, and the agricultural cooperative has a 95% share of the purchase.”

Imamura Okada patted Hanyu Naoki on the shoulder and turned to leave.

"Speaking of which, I really envy you. You can just overturn anything that's in your way without caring about anything else."

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Naoki Hanyu watched the other person leave and then spoke to his colleague.

"It seems the problem really lies with the farmers' cooperative."

We've given you all the grain reserves, yet the price of rice keeps rising.

Rina Kurokawa wanted to say, "Don't talk to me about these things. I don't want to talk about them, and I don't dare to." But what could she do? The young man in front of her was older than her.

"The situation inside must be very complicated."

Naoki Hanyu shook his head upon hearing this.

How complicated could it be? The agricultural cooperative clearly acquired 95% of the share, so where did all the rice reserves go? Not only did they not sell the rice, but they also wanted to prevent imported rice from entering the country. For the first time in 20 years, they planned a protest of 5 farmers. Their intentions are obvious to everyone.

It's obvious that some people are playing the hoarding game, or they have deeper considerations. How high do they want to go before they make a move?

However, he still harbored doubts about Imamura Okada. He thought that what the guy said might not be true, or it might be half true and half false. For example, he might really be powerless to do anything about the rice shortage, like a puppet of the agricultural cooperative.

He might not have benefited from this whole affair; he was just looking to get rid of a mess as quickly as possible.

As for the real truth, Naoki Hanyu doesn't know, nor is he interested in knowing; it's none of his business.

The meeting ended, but the protesters were clearly not satisfied. So, whether they were farmers or ordinary people, they continued to protest in Chiyoda Ward and refused to disperse no matter what was said.

Even in this sweltering heat, the government can't just ignore these people, so Naoki Hanyu will have to stay here with them all day.
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At 3 p.m., the sun was still blazing. Naoki Hanyu drove over a truck full of ice cream, ice pops, watermelons, drinks, and more.

"Everyone has worked hard. Please eat your fill."

Miyuki Kobayakawa's police uniform was soaked with sweat. Exhausted, she unpacked an ice pop and stuck out her pink tongue to lick it, looking as cute as a puppy. Her eyes squinted as she felt the cool, comfortable sensation.

"So comfortable."

Naoki Hanyu sat down next to him and ate slowly. Logically speaking, a high-ranking police officer like him could sit behind the scenes in an office, but as the head of the Criminal Investigation Department, he naturally had to share weal and woe with his subordinates in order to win their hearts more quickly.

As for the documents piling up in the office, let the councilor and assistant officer handle them, right, Assistant Officer Kobayakawa? You'd better work overtime tonight to get things done.

Unaware of someone's sinister intentions, Miyuki Kobayakawa licked up an ice cream bar and asked curiously.

"Boss, those people actually felt cold this morning, how did you manage that?"

Naoki Hanyu looked up and stared directly at the sun, without any discomfort in his eyes.

"You want to know?"

"Yes, yes, I won't tell anyone else."

"Fine, this is a secret between the two of us. If anyone else finds out that you were the one who leaked the information, I will punish you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Naoki Hanyu blew a breath at Miyuki Kobayakawa.

The sub-zero wind caused Miyuki Kobayakawa's skin to react excessively, making her shiver.

"This is unbelievable. How did humans do this?"

"Other humans can't do it, but I can."

"You're a monster."

Naoki Hanyu rolled his eyes at his subordinate, who dared to call her boss a monster. She spoiled this girl too much.

Speaking of which, ever since Miyuki Kobayakawa became his assistant, she has become the person who accompanies him the most, like a personal secretary. Their relationship has become like that of good friends, and they can talk about anything except some secrets. "One more take, I'm afraid you'll get heatstroke seeing you all sweaty."

"No, I need to lose weight."

lose weight?

Naoki Hanyu carefully examined the beautiful policewoman in front of him. She didn't look like she was trying to lose weight at all. Her clothes were soaked with sweat and clung to her body, revealing her graceful figure.

Oh, it seems like your butt has gotten a little bigger. It wasn't this big last month. I guess it's because you sit in the office all the time.

"Why lose weight? Just do more fieldwork."

After finishing speaking, Naoki Hanyu patted his subordinate on the back again, followed by Miyuki Kobayakawa crossing her arms and giving him a look of embarrassment and anger.

"What's wrong."

"Hmph, nothing."

Women are so inexplicable.

Miyuki Kobayakawa couldn't understand it at all. She suspected that her boss was sexually harassing her, otherwise he wouldn't have broken her bra strap twice in a row. Of course, she didn't seem to hate it either.

"It's almost time to get off work, those guys next door are working way too hard."

Naoki Hanyu turned his head and saw a middle-aged man giving a passionate speech under the sunlight, even though he was covered in sweat, which resonated with the audience.

"The actions of the agricultural cooperatives have revealed the limitations and drawbacks of this organization. It is an agricultural institution that is not suitable for modern society and must be reformed."

The crowd below the stage kept shouting.

"We need to have enough to eat."

"We need reform."

"Down with the farmers' associations!"

Soichi Minamino, a former independent politician, is a pragmatic politician. There are about 40 such independent politicians in both the upper and lower houses of parliament, and they are among the most capable members of parliament.

Naoki Hanyu opened his drink cup and drank the 1000ml beverage in one gulp.

"Not bad. Although they are a bit materialistic, I don't dislike them."

But is it really a good idea to openly offend a behemoth?
A week passed quickly, and during that time the agricultural cooperative did not hold any similar protests. After all, the protesters also had to work and live, and it was impossible for them to come every week.

Instead, ordinary people organized protests again, this time with the number of participants surging to 20,000. In addition, another major event occurred this week.

Four days ago, Prime Minister Takashi Kitahara responded to the Minister of Agriculture, Forestry and Fisheries' inappropriate remarks.

"Given Minister Imamura's gaffe, I will ask him to provide me with a plan to curb rising rice prices as soon as possible. If he fails to do so, I may consider removing him from his post."

Two days ago, Imamura Okada formally resigned as prime minister, and a new minister of agriculture, forestry and fisheries is currently being elected.
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In the evening, a brown-haired woman wearing a hat and a coat walked into a hotel, attracting the attention of many men and women. Not only was the woman wearing a coat in the hot weather, but every sway of her body was incredibly alluring.

Simply put, this woman is too provocative.

The woman arrived on the 8th floor, passed through the security guards at the door, entered the room, and met a man wearing a bathrobe.

The man was none other than Minamino Souichi, the former councilor who had been trying to win people over over the past few days by accusing the agricultural cooperative of being unfilial. This man, who appeared righteous in public, gestured to the woman to show him the quality of the product.

"Take it off."

"I will obey your orders."

The brown-haired woman took off her coat, revealing tactical lace lingerie underneath, also known as killer lingerie.

Black lace, black corset material, black stockings and black knee-high boots, plus an extremely sexy figure, she is simply a deadly rose, a rare beauty.

Minamino Souichi couldn't help but reveal a look of desire; today's client was the best he'd had in years.

Soon, Minamino Souichi was tied to a stool with an expectant look on his face, while the woman took out an S-weapon, a leather whip, and lashed his back hard.

"Bad boys should be punished."

"I am willing to accept the punishment."

And that was the end of it.

At 11 a.m. that day, the police received a call reporting that Minamino Souichi had died in a hotel.

This case could have been handled by the section chiefs, but the person who died today was a former member of parliament, and one who had recently been representing ordinary people in attacking high rice prices. So we had to call Naoki Hanyu, who was on duty at the time.

When Naoki Hanyu arrived, his colleagues in the forensic department had already preliminarily determined the cause of death to be myocardial infarction.

According to the two security guards, an hour ago, Minamino Souichi summoned special agents, who wisely left.

When the two returned, they found the door open and their employer, Minamino Souichi, lying naked and dead on the bed.

Today, the team was led by the third counselor, Miwako Sato, who showed the retrieved surveillance footage to her superior.

Just 20 minutes ago, the door was pushed open, and a disheveled brown-haired woman hurriedly left, her panicked expression seeming quite genuine.

Naoki Hanyu couldn't help but frown.

"Is she going into a stroke? Miwako, please find this woman. I will arrange an autopsy immediately."

"I'll go right away."

Both men were well aware of the seriousness of the matter. They were organizing protests during the day and died at night. Anyone would suspect something fishy was going on. Those who had been organized were now like bombs ready to explode at any moment.

Sudden death is more likely to occur in people over 45 years old. It is caused by excessive excitement and physical exhaustion, and can be fatal in severe cases. Minamino Souichi, who is 48 years old this year, does fit the age range.

(End of this chapter)