Chapter 45: Asai Aya's helplessness, former roommate (asking for monthly tickets! Asking for follow-up reading) A photo was also released on the morning news. In the photo, Aoyama Hidenobu is wearing a well-fitting black suit, which is well-cut and highlights his strong and upright body. His eyes are firm and deep, and he holds a pistol in his right hand. At his feet is Ichiro Takeda, who is face down, with a painful look on his face but unable to move. The clean and shiny leather shoes on his feet were pressing hard on Ichiro Takeda's face. His cold and handsome face formed a sharp contrast with the embarrassed and distorted face under his feet. This photo was of course re-shot later. But the people don’t know! All citizens who see this photo will be shocked and will probably find it difficult to forget it in the short term. "Ah! Hidenobu, is that you? This is too dangerous!" Aoyama Haruko exclaimed after seeing this scene on the news while having breakfast. She said with a hint of blame and concern: "Don't be so reckless in the future. What if something unexpected happens?" Everyone else is concerned about whether this scene is cool or not. Only his sister-in-law was concerned that it was dangerous for him to do so. Qingshan Xiuxin felt warm inside and smiled gently, "Don't worry, sister-in-law, I know my limits." Aoyama Haruko rolled her eyes at him. If you had any sense, you wouldn't have beaten up your brother. Then she suddenly thought of something and asked, "Then can you resume your position and return to the Metropolitan Police Department?"
Even if they are of the same rank, the status is different if they work in the Metropolitan Police Department and in a local police station. It's not too bad in Tokyo, but if you go to other counties or cities, the police from the Metropolitan Police Department are automatically one level higher. "That's right, the Superintendent General promised it himself last night." Aoyama Hidenobu smiled reservedly. "Really? Great!" Aoyama Haruko's beautiful eyes lit up immediately, and she stood up on the spot. Because she stood up too quickly, her plump breasts under her tight white short-sleeved shirt shook. After realizing her mistake, she sat down quickly and regained her composure as a sister-in-law. "Then Xiu Xin, please be sure to come home early after get off work tonight. I'll make you something delicious to celebrate." Although the transfer order had not yet come down, and it was not auspicious to open champagne at halftime, but since his sister-in-law was happy, Aoyama Hidenobu naturally would not spoil the fun, and smiled and agreed: "Okay." On the other side, the Asai family was also having breakfast. "I think your order to go to the Metropolitan Police Department will come down within this week. In the future, when you are not working under me, you must be careful with what you say and do, and don't be so willful." Takehiko Asai swallowed the sandwich in his mouth and instructed his daughter. Asai Aya felt a little impatient and rolled her eyes speechlessly, "Dad, I'm not a teenager anymore. I've grown up." "Yes, Dad, you should have confidence in our Aya." Mrs. Asai said with a smile. "She is only growing physically but not mentally." Asai Takehiko glared at Asai Aya, then looked at his wife and blamed her, "It's all because of you, mom, who spoiled her." Japanese couples with children usually call each other "dad" and "mom", which is equivalent to the child's father and mother. At the table, only Asai Aya's elder brother Asai Zexi was eating breakfast in silence with an expressionless face. "I'm not stupid at all. I've clearly done a lot of good deeds recently." Asai Aya argued unconvinced. "Don't you know how you got all those achievements?" Asai Takehiko sneered, then he remembered something and said with a serious face: "Aoyama Hidenobu is a capable person who can help you. It is necessary for you to have a good relationship with him, but I hope you can keep a good distance and your relationship with him cannot exceed the line of friendship. You should understand what I mean, Dad." "I know, I know." Asai Aya shook her head impatiently, but thought to herself: I have already kept a distance from him, and the only way to maintain the distance is to hide when he comes from behind. Because his strengths are so obvious, and his potential is so formidable! Asai Takehiko changed the subject again, "When Jinpei Jiro returns at the end of the month, you can go with us to meet him." "Dad, I don't like him and I don't want to think about it now." Asai Aya frowned. Asai Zexi finally spoke for the first time, and said in a calm tone: "You have no right to decide my marriage or your marriage. You have enjoyed everything the family has provided you, so you must contribute to the development and prosperity of the family. Don't rely on our favor for you and lose sight of your own position." Asai Aya's face turned pale instantly. She tightly grasped the chopsticks in her hand, pursed her lips and tried to muster up the courage to refute her brother, but in the end, no sound came out.
"I'm done eating. I'm leaving first." Asai Zexi calmly picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, then picked up the coat hanging on the back of the chair and put it on. He turned around, bowed to his parents, and strode out of the house. He was also a policeman, but that was in the past. He resigned from the Metropolitan Police Department three years ago and is currently a county councilor in neighboring Kanagawa Prefecture. In terms of status, he is the same as Aoyama Munemasa, but in fact, they are very different. Because in the next parliamentary election, Aoyama Munemasa might still be a county councilor, or even lose the election, while Asaizawa Yoshi is almost certain to get a seat in the National House of Representatives. The Asai family has been in the police force for generations, and he is the first one to try to leave the police force and go into politics. He hopes that the Asai family will begin to transform into a political family in his hands. Therefore, he attaches great importance to all the help he can get in the future. He sees his own marriage and his sister Asai Aya's marriage as ways to get help. Aoyama Hidenobu naturally didn't know about the torture that Asai Aya had suffered at home. After breakfast, he went to the police station to work, but on the way he received a call from Mrs. Nohara. "Mr. Qingshan, I'm sorry to bother you. If you are not busy now, could you come to my house?" "What's wrong?" asked Aoyama Hidenobu. Thinking of Mrs. Nohara's gourd-shaped figure, he felt a little restless again. After all, it has been a whole day since I last saw anyone. It’s been such a long time! Mrs. Nohara's voice was soft and gentle, and even though it was over the phone, it sounded like air blowing into someone's ear. "It's hard to explain in a few words over the phone. Of course, if you're busy now, Mr. Aoyama, you can come later." "Madam, I'll be there right away." As a policeman who is always willing to help others, Aoyama Hidenobu is never good at refusing. After hanging up the phone, he went straight to Nohara's house. When I arrived at the place, I found the gate was open. He drove straight in. Mrs. Nohara, who heard the voice, went out to greet them. Seeing Aoyama Hidenobu getting off the car, she bowed and called out delicately from a distance, "Mr. Aoyama." Mrs. Nohara was going to work in a while, so she dressed like a professional woman. She had her hair tied behind her head, wore a black suit, a puffy white shirt, and slim-fitting trousers that tightly wrapped around her perky hips and thighs, outlining her graceful curves. The most important thing is that she has a pair of delicate glasses on her nose, which adds a bit of charm. "I haven't seen you for a few days. You look even more beautiful now." Aoyama Hidenobu walked up to her and hugged her in his arms. He was a very outgoing person, and he was never shy with other people's wives, not to mention that he was Mrs. Nohara's wife. "Ah!" Nohara Iren screamed, and huddled in his arms with a red face. She raised her head slightly and begged with a sweet breath: "Mr. Qingshan, don't be like this, I called you here to talk about serious matters, please let me go first." "You only need to use your mouth to talk. It won't delay anything." Aoyama Hidenobu laughed, closed the door with his foot, and directly hugged him around the waist. "Ah!" Nohara Ito hugged Aoyama Hidenobu's neck reflexively, kicking her legs in his arms. After her slippers fell off, she revealed a pair of delicate feet wrapped in black stockings. The red nail polish was faintly visible through the thin stockings. "Mr. Aoyama, please put me down. I'm so embarrassed. I can walk by myself." "Ma'am, please tell me what's the matter?" Aoyama Hidenobu held her in his arms and sat down on the sofa. He buried his head in her arms and sniffed greedily. He was so full of happiness. Nohara Ito blushed, whimpered, tilted her head back to reveal the beautiful curve of her neck, closed her eyes shyly, and said in a trembling voice: "It's the Noguchi-kai... their new president came to me and said he wants to continue the cooperation. I... I don't want to have anything to do with this group of jackals anymore, so I want to... I want to ask Mr. Aoyama if you have any suitable partners to introduce to me." You can only make money if you can get the money back after lending it out. So after kicking out the Noguchi-kai, Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. still needed a debt collection partner. But Aoyama Hidenobu really didn't know this kind of person. But he quickly thought of two people. Aoyama Hidenobu raised his head, looked at the beautiful young woman in front of him, and said jokingly: "I can help you with this, but how will you thank me, Madam?"
"I will always keep it in my heart and will never forget Mr. Aoyama's kindness." Nohara Ito's eyelashes trembled, she opened her eyes and spoke softly. Qingshan Taijun’s kindness is not over yet. Aoyama Hidenobu laughed, "Thanks are not just something you say, you have to do it, ma'am." "Mr. Aoyama...you are so...so bad." Nohara Iren was extremely shy, but this was not the first time this had happened. She slowly stood up and knelt on the carpet, then reached out to take off her glasses. But Aoyama Hidenobu stopped her, "Don't pick it." He just likes this tune. Mrs. Nohara had only one husband, Nohara Atsushi, before this. She had been staying at home for a long time and was not a woman who had seen much and eaten much. She was socially phobic. But after managing the company for a few days, she became eloquent and articulate. Life makes people grow. Aoyama Hidenobu silently admired Mrs. Nohara's rapid progress while calling Fujimoto Ryoichi, "Ryoichi-san, which gang are they from when I asked you to find those two people last time?" He was referring to the last time when he asked Fujimoto Ryoichi to find two killers pretending to be Noguchi Matsuo to intercept and kill Matsushita Jun'ichi halfway. The job was very clean and efficient. "He is a member of the Yamakawa family in Kanagawa Prefecture, Yamakawa Ichijo. The Yamakawa family is affiliated with the Sumiyoshi-kai. I have some friendship with Yamakawa Ichijo. So, what shady job do you want Hidenobu-san to do?" "Ah! Hiss~ Liang Yi-san, don't think so darkly of me." Aoyama Hidenobu touched Nohara Ito's head and said, "Then please help me make an appointment with Yamakawa Ichiro. I want to introduce him to a business." Ryoichi Fujimoto specifically pointed out the prefix Kanagawa Prefecture to indicate that the Yamakawa family had no territory in Tokyo. From this we can see that their strength is not that strong, at least certainly not as strong as the Noguchi-kai. So for the leader Yamakawa Kazushiro, helping a formal company like Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. to collect debts is a respectable job with good income. "Tonight?" asked Fujimoto Ryoichi. Aoyama Hidenobu said, "Ten o'clock tonight." "Hi!" Fujimoto Ryo responded. .............................. While Aoyama Hidenobu and Mrs. Nohara were busy stacking the boxes, a group of five inspirational entrepreneurs had returned to their base and began discussing their robbery plan. "Ichiro Takeda has just been arrested. Now is the time when major banks and the police are the most relaxed. We must act as quickly as possible, otherwise we may miss the opportunity." "After the Osaka branch of Nagashin Bank was robbed, the security of other branches will be strengthened to some extent. I suggest excluding this one. How about Postal Bank?" The five people spoke separately and worked together. "Robbing a national bank is not a good idea. It's better to rob a bank controlled by a consortium." There was another person who was quite patriotic. "Dingling bell~Dingling bell~" Just then the phone rang. "Stop arguing!" The young man with medium-length hair in the lead interrupted the chattering of the four younger brothers, then picked up the mobile phone beside him and answered it, "Quietly." "Haha, Noda-kun, how are you doing lately?" "Kobayashi-kun?" The young man with medium-length hair named Noda was stunned for a moment, then asked tentatively with uncertainty.
"Noda-kun still remembers me." Kobayashi said cheerfully, "Long time no see. Are you interested in coming to Tokyo? I have an opportunity to make a fortune." "Haha, it's you!" A smile appeared on Noda's face, and then he agreed immediately, "I happen to be in Tokyo, Kobayashi-kun, you can book a place for tonight." Kobayashi was his roommate. The two had been classmates for three years, sharing bunk beds, eating together, fighting together, exchanging study experiences, and growing together. Before going to bed at night, they would talk about their dreams and plans for the future. At that time, they didn’t smoke or drink, had a regular schedule, ate healthily, and had no pressure in life. Youth, the past seems to be vivid in my mind... They developed a deep friendship during their three years as classmates. Unfortunately, he was released from prison first, and the two gradually lost contact. It was only when he visited Xiaolin for the last time that he left his number for her. Today, he actually received a call from his former roommate. (End of this chapter)