In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 185 Poor Tom is being played around with
At dawn, radio, television, and newspapers were all filled with reports of the murder of the entire family of Labor Ministry Vice Minister Kitano Haraichi by Metropolitan Police Department Inspector Fujimoto Ryoichi, along with a wanted warrant for him.

Like a stone that caused a thousand ripples, the whole country was shocked.

"Siguoyi! Great job! The Ministry of Labor is responsible for the fact that so many people are unemployed now!"

"There is no doubt that Ryoichi Fujimoto is a hero."

"How audacious! How insane! The police openly killed a government official. Is there any law?"

"The reward is 30 million yen. If you can find his whereabouts, you will make a fortune."

Most of the lower-class citizens applauded what happened last night. After all, with the economic downturn, many people have lost their jobs and are resentful of the overall environment. They believe that it was all because of the insane cabinet members who failed to govern the country properly, especially the Ministry of Labor, which is in charge of labor and capital matters.

They were in desperate need of an outlet, so the people were delighted to see Kitanohara's family killed, and they wished more officials would die.

Those who were wealthy and powerful called for Fujimoto Yoshiichi to be killed. This class hated this kind of man who would splatter blood every few steps at any time.

Although the former lower-class people are more numerous in this world, the latter, who are smaller in number, hold the ruling power. Therefore, after dawn, the tracking and manhunt for Fujimoto Ryoichi was further expanded.

A special investigation headquarters will be set up to specifically capture Fujimoto Yoshiichi, and this investigation headquarters will exist for half a year. If no one is caught after half a year, it will be automatically disbanded. At the same time, the investigation of Fujimoto Yoshiichi will not end after the disbandment.

However, considering the relationship between Aoyama Hidenobu and Fujimoto Yoshiichi, he needed to avoid suspicion, so he was not selected this time despite his outstanding abilities.

Aoyama Hidenobu was more than happy about this. After all, he knew that Fujimoto Ryoichi's mother had gone to Korea a long time ago. With Fujimoto Ryoichi's means, he would definitely be able to gain a foothold in Konishi Eighth Middle School, get a new identity, have plastic surgery to change his face and skin grafting to change his fingerprints. Then he could return to Japan openly and no one would be able to recognize him.

Of course, the prerequisite is that you are not taken for DNA testing.

Just in case, Ryoichi Fujimoto will probably live in South Korea for a long time in the future and return to Japan occasionally.

In short, the probability of catching Fujimoto Yoshikazu is extremely small.

If he were to enter the Special Investigation Headquarters and fail to catch anyone, not only would people doubt whether his ability was in line with his propaganda, but they would also suspect that he was deliberately not working hard, or even that he secretly tipped off Fujimoto Yoshiichi to evade arrest.

Therefore, the best outcome would be for him not to enter this special investigation headquarters. The reason why Nihei Kunio gave up the opportunity to deal with him and did not transfer him was because he was really afraid that he would inform Fujimoto Ryoichi.

While others were busy, Aoyama Hidenobu came to the district prosecutor's office alone to fulfill his promise.

"Aoyama-kun?"

As soon as I entered the office building, I happened to meet Suzuki Junko's father Nobita walking out with a few people.

"Vice Minister Suzuki." Aoyama Hidenobu bowed.

Suzuki Nobita waved his hand to let the others go first, then he looked at Aoyama Hidenobu and asked, "Aoyama-kun, what are you doing here at the District Prosecutor's Office? Do you need any help?"

"Come and eat fish." Aoyama Hidenobu said with a smile.

Suzuki Nobita was stunned for a moment, "Eat fish?"

"Yes, Prosecutor Junko will treat us." Aoyama Hidenobu nodded seriously. It was really exciting.

Suzuki Daisuke suddenly realized, "The fish in our district prosecutor's office cafeteria is really good. I have something to do and need to go out for a while, so let Junko entertain Aoyama-kun."

"Hi!" Aoyama Hidenobu nodded.

The two passed each other, and Suzuki Nobita walked out of the office building before he realized what time it was. The cafeteria hadn't even opened yet, so where would the fish come from?

However, he did not dwell on this trivial detail. He just shook his head and continued walking out.

Aoyama Hidenobu came to Suzuki Junko's office.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Please come in."

Aoyama Hidenobu pushed the door open and said with a heroic expression: "Junko, I'm here to keep my appointment."

"Mr. Aoyama really keeps his promise." Behind the desk, Junko Suzuki, who had long hair draped over her shoulders and was wearing a beige suit, put down the documents in her hand and smiled.

Aoyama Hidenobu sat down on the sofa and tentatively suggested, "How about we just do it in the office?"

After all, he forced Suzuki Junko to kneel on the ground last time. Even if someone saw it, he would not be the one who was embarrassed. But this time it's his turn to kneel.

"No!" Suzuki Junko's pretty face turned cold. She stood up from the chair, walked in front of Aoyama Hidenobu, folded her arms and looked down at him, gritted her teeth and said viciously: "Why didn't you think of saving some face for me when you forced me? Right in the stairwell! Humph, I will make you pay with blood!"

Aoyama Hidenobu had no choice but to accompany him. Liang Kun once said that if you are out there in the world, you must admit your mistakes and stand at attention when you are beaten.

Half an hour later, Aoyama Hidenobu left. After Suzuki Junko returned to the office alone, she was still sitting in the chair in a daze, unable to come back to her senses for a long time, but she had a better impression of Aoyama Hidenobu in her heart. After all, she was weak and confused just now, and even if Aoyama Hidenobu took advantage of the opportunity, she would be half-hearted.

But the other party did not go any further. He was able to withstand such temptation and remained calm, which made her admire him.

But at the same time, he doubted that he was not charming enough. Even at that time, Aoyama Hidenobu was able to hold back.

"Dingle bell! Dingle bell!"

The ringing of the phone interrupted her wandering thoughts.

"Hello." Junko Suzuki answered the call subconsciously.

"I suggest you weed the fields." "What?" After hearing what Aoyama Hidenobu said, Suzuki Junko was stunned for a moment before she reacted. She cursed in shame and anger: "Bakayarō! Go to hell!"

"I can help you. I love doing farm work the most." Even though he has a Japanese body, Aoyama Hidenobu has the farming attributes of the Chinese in his soul.

Suzuki Junko got the taste of it and responded in a mysterious way: "Then this weekend, are you free to come to my house?"

After saying this, I felt so ashamed. What kind of nonsense was I talking about? I actually agreed to such a thing.

"Okay, you buy the herbicides and weeding tools, and we've agreed that we won't break up until this weekend when we mow the weeds." Aoyama Hidenobu hung up as soon as he finished speaking.

Suzuki Junko, who was about to regret her decision, had no time to say anything. She could only wait for the weekend with excitement, shame, anticipation and anger.

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The Empire Hotel was in turmoil due to a bloody incident.

But it did not disturb Hattori Aojaku.

Because he was oblivious to what was happening outside and was only focused on licking Aoi Chou, it took her less than a week or two to make Hattori Aoja, who had never even touched a girl, fall head over heels in love with this bad woman.

After all, a pure and lovely school girl who wears black stockings every day always acts coquettishly towards you, expresses her admiration for you, and takes the initiative to create physical contact with you intentionally or unintentionally, let alone a rookie like Qingque, even a seasoned veteran in the world of flowers can't resist it.

These two days were simply the brightest and happiest days in Hattori Aoja's life, but today this happiness came to an abrupt end because he saw Aoi Chou being unwillingly held in the arms of a yellow-haired man in the library.

At this moment, it was like a bolt from the blue. Hattori Aoja stared at the scene in a daze, and the portrait he was about to give to Aoi Chou fell directly to the ground.

"Bang!"

Aoi Die looked up when she heard the voice and saw him.

At this moment, it seems as if time has stopped.

"Senior!" Aoi Die's face turned pale in an instant, her lips moved, and she slowly uttered two words.

Hattori Aojaku suppressed the heartache and anger, shook his head and slowly backed away, then turned around and ran away.

"Baka! This bastard!" Aoi Die pushed away the man who was holding her, cursing, "Not only did he not dare to throw a punch when the woman he loved was held in the arms of another man, he didn't even dare to question him!"

Through the contact over the past two days, she could feel that Hattori Aojaku was a good person, and she was a little angry at him for not fighting for his rights.

"Okay, let's execute the backup plan and chase them quickly." The yellow-haired man patted her full moon and said.

They are a small group. Aoi Chou looks innocent on the surface, but in fact, she is a bus. As long as she pays, anyone can get on it. If she is happy, she will even waive the fare.

Hattori Aojaku is clear-headed and foolish, and has no reservations about Aoi Chou, so she has already figured out everything about him, including where he goes when he is sad.

Therefore, she quickly found Hattori Aojaku crying alone on the rooftop of a school building. She resisted the urge to beat up this loser, pretended to be weak, and carefully called out, "Senior."

"What are you doing here?" Hattori Aoja felt a little embarrassed to be seen crying by her, so he wiped away his tears.

Aoi Chou took two steps forward, but seemed to feel that she was unworthy, so she stopped with inferiority in her heart, clutching the hem of her skirt tightly, thinking about all the sad things in her life in her heart, her eyes began to turn red, and she bit her red lips and said, "Senior... I don't want to either."

"Did he force you to do that?" When Hattori Aoki heard this, the gray sky brightened up again. He stood up and rushed to her quickly. "He forced you to do that, didn't he?"

"Well, I... wuwuwu..." Aoi Die nodded, tears streaming down her face before she could speak. She hugged Hattori Aojaku and sobbed in his arms.

Feeling the warmth and softness in his arms, Hattori Qingque's head was buzzing, and his blood was rushing up. He was a little at a loss, "What...what happened? Die, tell me, I will definitely help you."

"That man is my fellow villager. He has bullied me since I was a child and threatened me not to tell anyone, otherwise he would kill me. I had no choice. Woohoo, I'm so scared." Aoi Die choked up as she recounted her suffering.

Hattori Aoja was furious, "Baga! This bastard! Die, don't worry, I will help you!"

"No! Don't!" Aoi Die tightly grasped his arm, looked up at Hattori Aoki with tears in her eyes and said, "He is just a gangster. I have already been hurt by him. Otherwise, let you, Hattori-kun, get hurt again because of me. In fact, I have long been used to it."

"No!" Hattori Aoki's eyes became bloodshot when he heard this, and his whole body trembled. "I'm going to kill that bastard right now! I'm going to kill him!"

"Hattori-kun! Calm down!" Aoi Chou was almost mad. This idiot, you are the son of a superintendent, no matter how angry you are, you can only think of solving the problem with violence. She hugged him and shouted, "If you kill him, you will also go to jail. If you don't think about yourself, you should think about me. Do you have the heart to let me wait for you?"

"You...what did you say? Wait...for me?"

Hearing these words that were considered a confession, Hattori Aoja's mind went blank. He looked at Aoi Chou in surprise, joy and disbelief, his eyes full of nervousness.

"I...I..." Aoi Chou looked like she had let the cat out of the bag in her haste, feeling both annoyed and shy. She finally lowered her head and replied, "Yeah."

"Die!" Hattori Aoja was overjoyed and hugged her tightly, breathing rapidly, "I will never let that bastard bother you again, don't worry!"

"You must not be impulsive." Aoi Die's eyes were full of tenderness. Then she sighed and said casually, "I really hope he is caught by the police."

Hearing this, Hattori Aoja suddenly remembered something and his body froze in place.

In his arms, Aoi Die raised the corners of her mouth, but on the surface she looked puzzled, "Qingque-san, what's wrong with you?"

Poor Tom was being manipulated.

(End of this chapter)