Chapter 73: Vice Minister Aoyama is too kind and will suffer (please give me a monthly ticket! Please subscribe!) Heiji Kaneshiro came to Hattori's office. He first informed him of the case, and then took the initiative to offer advice, saying, "Superintendent, Aoyama Hidenobu is so arrogant that he wants to handle this case alone. This is a godsend opportunity. We can use this opportunity to get rid of him." "Oh?" Hattori motioned for him to continue. Jincheng Heiji smiled slightly, "All we need is for you to show your importance to this case and give him a deadline to solve the case. If he fails to solve the case by the deadline, then we can kick this scum out, right?" "Inspector Jincheng." Hattori's face turned a little ugly, and he said seriously: "I don't like Aoyama Hidenori, and I also want to kick him out, but that's after I catch evidence of his crimes, not to trip him up when he's doing his job!" "He is investigating a case and doing his job conscientiously. To hinder him is to be irresponsible to the people and to your job! I asked you to monitor him as evidence to catch him committing a crime, not to frame him. Don't say such things again." "Hey!" Jincheng Heiji had never expected to be scolded so harshly. His face turned pale with embarrassment and he quickly lowered his head to admit his mistake and apologize. But she felt a little annoyed in her heart, thinking that Hattori was doing something unnecessary, being a mistress and still wanting to build a chastity archway. It seems that he wants Hattori to take action against Aoyama Hidenobu.
We must first fabricate evidence that Aoyama Hidenobu has violated the law. Jin Chengpingji decided to change the way of thinking in the struggle. About ten minutes later, Aoyama Hidenobu and Sakai Ryosai met the person who called the police in the hospital ward. She was probably in her twenties, good-looking, and had not yet recovered from the shock, so her face looked a little pale. "Hello, we are the police from the First Investigation Division of the Metropolitan Police Department, Murder Division." Sakai Yoshisai first showed his ID, then pointed at Aoyama Hidenobu, "This is our Inspector Aoyama, I have some questions for you." "Hi!" the woman responded cautiously. Ryosai Sakai went to bring a chair over. "Don't be too nervous." Aoyama Hidenobu sat down and smiled at the woman, then asked, "What's your name?" "Ayaka Asou." "Okay, Ms. Aso, do you have a good relationship with Masako Mikami?" asked Aoyama Hidenobu. Ryosai Sakai was taking notes seriously. Aso Ayaka nodded, sniffed and choked up, saying: "Yes, we are from the same hometown and colleagues. She is my best friend in Tokyo." "Does she have a boyfriend? Or a close male friend?" Aoyama Hidenobu asked again. "No...no." Aso Ayaka shook her head without hesitation, tears falling down her cheeks, and she said in a sobbing voice: "Her brother has to go to school, her father is a gambler and owes a lot of debts, and her mother is not in good health. The family depends on her, so she only cares about making money every day. She lives a very tight life and has no extra energy and financial resources to date a boyfriend. She has been single since I met her." A classic story of a gambling dad, a school-age brother, a sick mom, and a broken girl... "Please accept my condolences." Aoyama Hidenobu pulled a few tissues from the bedside and handed them to her. "When was the last time you saw her? Is there anything wrong with her?" "Thank...thank you." Aso Ayaka took the tissue and wiped her tears, sobbing, "She went to work the night before yesterday, there was nothing unusual. She has always been a very cheerful person. She was supposed to go to work last night, but she didn't come. She didn't answer my call, so I came to her house in the morning to look for her, but I didn't expect it, wuwuwu..." Before Aso Ayaka finished her words, she lowered her head and sobbed bitterly. When she raised her head, tears were already streaming down her face. "Inspector Aoyama, please, please catch the murderer. I know that people like us have cheap lives, but... but I really can't bear to see her die in vain, and die so miserably." "Ms. Aso, calm down. In our Metropolitan Police Department, every victim is equal. There is no distinction between cheap and precious lives." Aoyama Hidenobu said the right nonsense. Seeing that she was crying and out of breath, he knew he couldn't ask any more questions. "We'll take our leave first. If you remember anything, please contact me."
He pulled out a business card and placed it on the bedside table. In Japan, almost everyone with a decent job has a business card, and they hand out their business cards first when meeting someone socially. Because Japanese etiquette is very strict, the words, tones and bowing angles used for people of different identities and ages are different. Handing over a business card first is to tell the other person what position you hold in society and what kind of etiquette and attitude you should use to address him. Aoyama Hidenobu's comment on this is: **. "Deputy Minister, we didn't get any useful clues from Aso Ayaka. How should we investigate next?" asked Sakai Ryosai after walking out of the ward. Aoyama Hidenobu glanced at him and said, "You obviously forgot what I just said. I already have an idea about this case. You don't need to worry about the rest." "Hi!" Although Ryosai Sakai was confused and curious, he did not dare to ask further. "Ding~" At this time, the elevator arrived. After the door opened, a group of medical staff pushed out a bed. On the bed was a young man with his eyes closed and various instruments inserted into his body. It was none other than Hisashi Yamamoto. Mrs. Yamamoto next to her was crying so hard that she almost fainted. "What happened?" As a good policeman of the Japanese people, Aoyama Hidenobu quickly expressed his concern. A nurse looked up and saw that the other person was so handsome, so she immediately enthusiastically satisfied his curiosity, "His lower body was crushed by a cold chain vehicle. The scene at that time was, wow." In other words, they, the medical staff, are used to seeing blood. Only then can you say it so lightly. Ordinary people would feel like vomiting just thinking about that scene. "Really? That's too tragic." Aoyama Hidenobu shook his head and looked at Mrs. Yamamoto, "Please accept my condolences." He is kind-hearted. I can't bear to see this kind of human tragedy. So I chose not to watch it and walked into the elevator. "Shut up! My son is not dead yet, why are you mourning!" Mrs. Yamamoto shouted in a sharp voice. Aoyama Hidenobu looked back and smiled, "If this is your attitude, then I think he will be there soon." As soon as the words came out, the elevator door slowly closed. Mrs. Yamamoto was so frightened that her face turned pale. She wanted to say something, but the elevator door had already closed. She could only walk away, holding her son's bed, with a distraught look on her face. Aoyama Hidenobu pressed the button for the 12th floor and said, "You can go back to the Metropolitan Police Department. An old subordinate of mine is hospitalized here. Since you are here, go and visit him." Norifumi Tanaka is also being treated at this hospital. "Hi!" Sakai Ryosai bowed in response and secretly glanced at Aoyama Hidenobu, his eyes full of admiration. Of course he had also heard the rumors about Aoyama Hidenobu being stabbed in the back. He did not expect that the Deputy Minister not only did not retaliate against Tanaka Norifumi, but instead visited him after the accident. What a vision and mind! He felt that Vice Minister Aoyama was too kind and merciful, otherwise he would not have been backstabbed by many of his subordinates. This is an advantage, but sometimes it is also a disadvantage. Aoyama Hidenobu is still very upright. As soon as he started working today, he had a falling out with Kaneshiro Heiji without any ulterior motives.
Sakai Ryosai was afraid that he would suffer a loss, so he could not help but say, "Vice Minister, you have to be careful of Jin Cheng Heiji. He has been brooding over your airborne arrival. This person has a bad heart. Someone as kind and upright as you could easily be plotted against by him." "Don't worry, evil has never triumphed over good since ancient times." Aoyama Hidenobu smiled slightly and said righteously. Originally, Aoyama Hidenobu felt that he had acted a little cruelly after traveling through time, but he didn't expect that he was still a good person in the eyes of others, so it was okay. So all those who oppose me are bad people! Then it wouldn't be too harsh on them. "Ding~" Arriving at the 12th floor, Aoyama Hidenobu stepped out. He came to Tanaka Norifumi's ward. It was dinner time and Tanaka Nako was eating inside. She looked at her husband from time to time, her eyes full of tenderness and helplessness. "Ah! Ao... Aoyama-kun!" Seeing Aoyama Hidenobu coming, Tanaka Nako exclaimed, put down her bowl and chopsticks, and stood up, not knowing where to put her hands. Aoyama Hidenobu locked the door and walked to the bed, "Tanaka-kun, I'm here to see you again." There aren't many bosses who are as sentimental as he is. "Mr. Aoyama, please take a seat." Tanaka Nako was very well-mannered and polite. Although she didn't want to, she still moved a chair behind Aoyama Hidenobu's butt. "Thank you, Madam." Aoyama Hidenobu smiled politely, but after sitting down, he rudely pulled her into his arms and hugged her, "Madam, you have become more beautiful again." Flowers need moisture, the more they are watered, the more beautiful they become. That's why he likes to play with people's faces. "No...no." Tanaka Nako sat shyly on his lap and answered weakly with her head down. Her body was tense, she dared not move, and her breathing became increasingly heavy. Aoyama Hidenobu turned her around. Let her sit astride her legs, facing him. Tanaka Nako's little face under the nurse's cap had already turned red, and her ears had turned pink. She lowered her head, not daring to look Aoyama Hidenobu in the eye, and her little hands tightly grasped the edge of her skirt. She seemed to be able to hear the thumping heartbeat. His two feet were crossed and rubbed back and forth nervously. The white leather shoes suddenly fell to the ground. A pair of jade-like beautiful feet are wrapped in pure white flawless stockings. The delicate texture of the stockings is like a second layer of skin, perfectly fitting every inch of the curve from the ankle to the thigh. The five delicate toes appear slender and well-proportioned yet full under the thin stockings, like pearls inlaid in soft white gauze. The jailer is here, where is the warden? .............................. Time quickly came to the next day. On April 5th, the weather was sunny. Watanabe Shusuke did not sleep all night. Early the next morning, he got up with dark circles under his eyes and went to the police station to work. After arriving at the police station, he locked himself in the office and stared at the phone in a daze.
"Dingling bell~Dingling bell~" Finally, the mobile phone on the table rang. Watanabe Shuze, who was a little distracted, was frightened and shuddered. He took a deep breath and picked up the phone. "Moshimoshi, I'm Watanabe." "Money, are you ready?" "Two hundred million in cash is too much. I can't raise it in one night. I only have one hundred million." Watanabe Shusuke knew that this would make his words seem more credible. And based on his understanding of this type of criminal. Even if it’s only 100 million. The other party will get it first, because they can blackmail him indefinitely by relying on the photos. (End of this chapter)