In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 302: Enjoying it, where to put it? Thoughts of ruining the country
"Good morning, Officer Aoyama."

"Morning, Aoyama-kun."

As I walked into the Metropolitan Police Department office building, I saw a constant stream of people who came to greet Aoyama Hidenobu.

Everyone loves Aoyama-kun.

At least that's how it looks on the surface.

After all, when people are climbing up, all they see when they look up are butts; when they have climbed up and look back down, all they see are naturally smiling faces.

"Good morning." Aoyama Hidenobu smiled and responded. Suddenly, he noticed a figure in front of him walking quickly with his neck shrunk like a quail, and shouted, "Inspector Asakura."

Ha, this woman thought that she could avoid being noticed by acting timidly like this, but in fact, her slim waist, peach hips and gourd-like figure had already betrayed her.

The old pervert’s skill of action – judging a person by his buttocks.

No one would not know, right? No one would not know, right?
You can't see me, you can't see me, Asakura Yourong kept repeating this sentence in her heart. When she heard the voice calling her, her body paused, closed her eyes, then lowered her head and quickened her pace to enter the elevator. Seeing the elevator door slowly closing, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, I was caught slacking off in the office by my boss before, and I really didn’t know how to face him.

But the next second, a hand appeared in the gap of the elevator door that was about to close, and the door that was slowly closing opened to both sides again, and the tall and straight figure of Aoyama Hidenobu appeared in her sight.

All the light was blocked, leaving only a shadow that enveloped her.

The oppressive feeling that came over her made Asakura Yourong's breathing stop for a moment, and her little face turned slightly pale.

"Inspector Asakura, why didn't you agree when I asked you to?"

Aoyama Hidenobu asked gently with a slight smile.

"I...did they call me? Maybe I didn't hear it." Asakura Yourong was very embarrassed. She lowered her head to look at the tip of her shoes...Oh, she couldn't see the tip of her shoes. In her eyes, there were mountains and rivers pressing down on her.
Aoyama Hidenobu walked into the elevator, looked at the people waiting outside and asked, "Do you want to go upstairs?"

Asakura Yurong looked slightly surprised when he heard this.

She originally thought that Aoyama Hidenobu would deliberately be alone with her in the elevator, but she didn't expect that he had no such intention at all. It seemed that she was judging others by her own mean heart, and she slapped the back of her hand in shame.

"Hi! Thank you, Inspector Aoyama."

"It was a close call. I almost missed this trip."

"Qingshan-kun is really quick! Young people have good bodies, and he jumped up in no time."

The people outside thanked him and hurriedly quickened their pace to get into the elevator. Aoyama Hidenobu politely stepped back to make room for him. Soon the elevator was as crowded as the train, with people shoulder to shoulder and no space to move around.

Feeling Aoyama Hidenobu's body pressed against her, Asakura Yurong blushed and twitched her toes in her high heels. Was this what Inspector Aoyama wanted? He was really bad!
The elevator went up very slowly because people were going out or coming in on every floor. Asakura Ariyoshi's consciousness was a little fuzzy. She was begging the elevator to come faster, but at the same time she was hoping it would go slower so that she could continue to enjoy this feeling.

Reason told her that people should know shame.

Desire told her that the more shameful it was, the more exciting it was.

I feel like I'm dying in this unspeakable dilemma.

Finally, there were fewer people in the elevator and more space to move around, so Aoyama Hidenobu stopped in time.

Otherwise, wouldn’t he be doomed if someone saw him?

Asakura Yourong breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a little disappointed, because there was still a little bit left, just that little bit!
Inspector Aoyama must have done it on purpose.

Before getting off the elevator, she glared at Aoyama Hidenobu with resentment and shame, then lowered her head and hurried away.

Aoyama Hidenobu did not chase after her. It was easy for him to get a woman, but it was more difficult to have fun. It was quite interesting to tease her like this.

"Ding~"

When they arrived at his floor, the well-dressed Qingshan Taijun strode out of the elevator with his head held high.

Who could have thought that this seemingly handsome man had just flirted with his female subordinate in the elevator?
This is what a gentleman is like, a scumbag, a beast in human clothing.

When I enter the office, I take off my coat first, then make myself a cup of tea and sit down in a chair and feel comfortable.

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the door, and it was obvious that someone had been waiting to see him, so he knocked immediately upon his arrival.

"Come in." Aoyama Hidenobu said calmly.

Sakai Ryosai pushed the door open and walked in, holding a pile of information in his hands. "Inspector, here are the things you asked me to check."

"Put it there." said Aoyama Hidenobu.

Ryosai Sakai stepped forward and placed it on the desk.

Aoyama Hidenobu put down his teacup and turned to look.

This is the complete file information of all the members of Nakamura Ryuichi's secret investigation team, including himself, there are seven men and three women, a total of ten people. The information of insiders is always the easiest to check, so just check the files directly.

Unless it's something that's extremely confidential.

The nine people selected by Ryuichi Nakamura are not all members of the Supreme Prosecutor's Office. Some are from local prosecutors' offices as well. They are all young people who have just joined the job. They have not been defeated by the cruel reality, nor corrupted by the desire for power. They have justice and ideals in their hearts, and are not deeply involved with any forces.

Choosing such a group of young and inexperienced people to do the job shows that Nakamura Ryuichi is also helpless. It also reveals the deep corruption of the Procuratorate. Once some major sensitive issues may be touched upon, no one will dare to use him.

“Corruption is good, corruption is good.”

Aoyama Hidenobu muttered to himself.

He hopes that all Japanese officials are as greedy and lustful as he is, and that personal gain is the most important thing. That way, everyone can talk about anything. Why would they have to fight to the death?

People like Nakamura Ryuichi who are devoted to their country cannot be tolerated! Japan does not deserve such people!

Whenever there was such a person, he would eliminate him.

Until the Japanese government, there were people like him.

If that day really comes, he feels that he should be awarded the Nobel Peace Prize. After all, harming the Japanese is the greatest contribution to world peace.

Sakai Ryosai lowered his head even lower.

He used to hate corruption, but after he and his family tasted the sweetness, they found that corruption was really tempting!
"Send it to Nohara Ito and ask her to make the arrangements."

Aoyama Hidenobu said after reading the information.

When it comes to doing dirty work, he now rarely directly tells anyone what to do, but instead throws it all to Nohara Ito, letting her make the arrangements.

Doing things is the best way to train people.

Nohara Ito is no longer the same as she was before. A woman who has tasted the sweetness of power is different from a woman who has only tasted the evil of power. She is unwilling to stay where she is. "Hi!" Sakai Ryosai left with the documents.

"Dingle bell! Dingle bell!"

The mobile phone on the table rang.

"Moshimoshi, I'm Aoyama Hidenobu."

Aoyama Hidenobu grabbed the mobile phone which could be used as a close combat weapon at a critical moment and easily smashed someone to death.

The main reason why both men and women have to carry a bag when going out these days is probably to hold this thing.

The reason why people have mobile phones but don’t carry bags is because they don’t need to carry the phone, they need to show off.

"My name is Asakawa Natsu. I have an appointment with a designer to take Kenyou's measurements at 2pm. You can bring Aya with you."

Aoyama Hidenobu was stunned at first, then he realized that it should be the designer who customized the wedding dresses for her and Hikokawa Kentomo. Naturally, she and Asai Aya would also need to prepare clothes as the best man and bridesmaid.

However, he had always thought that families with a long history like the Hikokawa family and the Asakawa family would hold traditional weddings when they intermarried, but now it seems that this is not the case.

Deeply influenced by Western culture.

"Hi! We must be there on time this afternoon."

After the clothes are made, they can be used again when my eldest brother-in-law gets married. After all, the Asai family is definitely not so particular as to customize clothes specifically for the best man.

Being the groom for my eldest sister-in-law and the best man for two other sisters-in-law is a pretty amazing experience.

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At around 1:00 p.m., Aoyama Hidenobu and Asai Aya arrived at Hikokawa Kentomo's residence. Asakawa Natsu and the designer had already arrived and were measuring Hikokawa Kentomo.

Asakawa Natsu, wearing a black long skirt and black stockings, sat on the sofa, looking through fabric samples and helping Hikokawa Kentomo choose the main materials for her wedding dress and tie, etc.

"Sorry, we're late."

Aoyama Hidenobu quickly bowed to express his apology.

"They came too early." Asakawa Xia replied indifferently, raised her head and pointed at a beautiful female designer, "Take him to measure."

"Hi!" The blonde foreign girl spoke fluent Japanese, "Sir, please follow me."

Aoyama Hidenobu followed her to the restaurant.

"Don't worry, Aya. Come with me to pick out the materials and patterns." Asakawa Natsu invited Asai Aya to sit down.

Asai Aya obediently took her seat.

Like Aoyama Hidenobu and Hikokawa Kentomo, they were so depressed that they allowed the female employee in charge of measuring to manipulate them.

"Sir, do you usually put it on the left or right?"

The female employee squatted in front of Aoyama Hidenobu, raised her head, smiled brightly and asked politely.

"I want to put it in your mouth."

Aoyama Hidenobu replied in a low voice.

"That's not possible here." The female employee smiled elegantly and politely, stretched out her hand playfully and pinched it, her eyes showing surprise, and said jokingly: "The same pants will consume more material, sir."

Japanese people are small, but this man is big.

"This has always been a problem that has troubled me." Aoyama Hidenobu shrugged and stopped teasing the other person.

The female employee did not speak again and quietly measured every data of his body.

After measuring the data and selecting the materials, the design team left. Hikokawa Kentomo asked Asakawa Natsu to accompany Asai Aya, and he called Aoyama Hidenobu to the study.

"Sit down." Yanchuan Xianyou said after entering the door.

Aoyama Hidenobu nodded and sat down on the chair.

Yanchuan Xianyou took out a cigarette, threw one to Qingshan Hidenori, and said: "The incident of Gangcun Shulong reminded me that it is not only the gangs that are affected by the automatic loan machines, but also the banks. Banks are the largest lending companies. Especially now that the economy is in recession, all banks are in a difficult situation. We are making people jealous."

They only won over four banks. If other banks united to boycott Nohara Financial Co., Ltd., it might push for policy restrictions on Nohara Financial Co., Ltd., which would be bad.

"What Brother Xianyou means is..." Aoyama Hidenobu had already heard it, but he just deliberately continued the conversation.

Yanchuan Xianyou exhaled a puff of smoke and said, "I plan to talk to various local banks and absorb them all into Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. and redistribute the existing shares. I am willing to take the biggest piece of meat."

The reason for cooperating only with local banks is that the large state-owned banks and the chaebols' private banks will not collapse for the time being, and their appetites are too large to be satisfied. It is enough as long as the local banks can be won over.

Moreover, if a bank in one place is affected, the entire place can be affected through this bank.

At present, the interest groups established around Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. have not yet stabilized. He can still make changes with his own efforts. Otherwise, in a few years, he alone may not be able to make the existing vested beneficiaries willingly share profits with other banks.

"Of course, this is a good idea. I always agree that everyone should work together to make the pie bigger so that we can all make money together." Aoyama Hidenobu nodded and said.

He knew that what Yanchuan Xianyou cared about was not money, but influence, and he thought so too.

If all the local banks in Japan are really dragged into the Nohara Financial Co., Ltd. pot, even if the prime minister wants to touch them, he will have to consider whether it will cause social unrest and economic chaos.

We may even have to cover for them.

I dare not let such a big scandal be exposed.

Of course, it is difficult to achieve this because there are too many people involved. It is impossible to complete it quietly and there will definitely be people who try to stop it in the process.

Not to mention that the political enemies of the Yanchuan family will certainly not sit idly by and watch them successfully expand their power. However, any knowledgeable people in the government and those who care about the country will never allow them to accomplish this once they notice their actions. It is conceivable that there will be a fierce fight.

Even Juro Hikokawa might not agree.

After all, these old guys in high positions more or less still have some patriotism and a sense of the overall situation.

Because he really participated in the construction of the country.

From this we can see that Hikokawa Kentomo, who had the desire to bring disaster to the country, did not have such a vision. He only cared about his own or his family's interests, without distinguishing right from wrong.

"What does grandpa say about this?"

Aoyama Hidenobu asked tentatively.

(End of this chapter)