In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 409: Hokkaido Police's Law Enforcement Style, New Progress (asking for monthly tickets)

In the end, Miyazaki Isamu was unable to deal with all the police that night, because the senior executives of the headquarters were working overtime all night. He went to their homes but found nothing, so he had to go back home and prepare to come back the next night.

After all, it's impossible to go to the headquarters to find them.

Almost all veteran drug addicts in a region had records kept by the local police station. By checking the surveillance footage at the crime scene, the police were able to identify the identities of all the drug-using dogs involved in the shooting that night.

Then they divided into groups and arrested them one by one.

Inside a cheap bar, the lights were dim and the crowd was surging. As the dynamic music played, men and women twisted their bodies with dazed and excited expressions, and the occasional touching and friction made them enjoy this ambiguity.

Just when everyone was immersed in joy, the door of the bar was pushed open from the outside, and a group of men and women wearing suits, windbreakers, and down jackets walked in one after another with solemn expressions.

The leader was a well-proportioned young man with a short haircut, wearing a silver-gray suit and a red tie. He was about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old.

Pinned to his chest was an ID with his name and position written on it: Shota Yonekura, Inspector, Chief of the First Division, Third Investigation Section, Criminal Division, Hokkaido Police Headquarters.

Investigation Section 3 is also known as the Organized Crime Countermeasures Section, and is mainly responsible for gangs, smuggling, etc.

Shota Yonekura put his hands in his pockets and walked forward with an expressionless face. His subordinates beside him roughly pushed the guests in front, behind, and on both sides to clear a path for him.

"Get out of the way! The police are investigating a case, don't block their way!"

"Baga! Get away from us! Don't block us!"

Most of the people who can come to the bar are not law-abiding people. They are naturally angry when they are treated so impolitely, but when they turn around and see the ID cards on these people's chests, they choose to swallow their anger.

Under the governance of Takaei Fujimoto, Hokkaido was highly praised for its good public security environment, but the police did not have a good reputation in the local area because they acted in a domineering manner, used violence at will, and there was no place to complain.

"He's there, Chief."

One of the subordinates looked around and finally pointed at a young man with silver hair sitting next to the bar.

Hearing the noise behind him, the silver-haired young man looked back, then immediately stood up and tried to escape.

A subordinate next to Shota Yonekura grabbed a chair and threw it out. The silver-haired young man, who had just run two steps, was knocked to the ground with a scream.

Seeing this, the customers around them no longer cared about dancing and had fun. They all stepped back, leaving a space for both parties to perform, while they cheered and watched the fun.

Without waiting for the silver-haired young man to get up, the two policemen rushed up and kicked him hard a few times, then picked him up from the left and right and dragged him in front of Shota Yonekura.

Shota Yonekura sat sideways at the bar, put one hand on the bar, lowered his head and slowly lit a cigarette, while casually saying: "You know about the shooting tonight. We found out that your brother was one of the lead shooters. Where is he?"

Although the drug dogs who acted as gunmen hid immediately after escaping, Sapporo does not have as many outsiders as Tokyo. Most of them are locals. They have complex interpersonal relationships in Hokkaido. How could they hide if they were targeted by the police?
"Mi...Inspector Mikura, I've been drinking here tonight, and the bartender can testify that I really don't know what my brother did." The silver-haired young man stood crookedly, defending himself with an innocent look on his face.

"Huh..." Yonekura Shouta blew a puff of smoke in his face and said calmly, "Do you think I believe you? There are so many people watching. Don't force me to beat you up. Just buy you a drink and tell me your location."

After he finished speaking, he knocked on the bar table.

The bartender quickly bent down and poured him a glass of wine.

Shota Yonekura pushed in front of the silver-haired young man.

"Inspector Yonekura..." The silver-haired young man looked down at the wine glass, with a bitter face, trying to continue to distance himself from the matter.

"Snapped!"

But before he could finish, Yonekura Shouta slapped him in the face and spat out one word, "Drink."

The silver-haired young man had no choice but to pick up the glass and drink it all, "Inspector, I learned my lesson after I was arrested last time. I really don't know anything about my brother!"

"Go on." Shota Yonekura calmly signaled the bartender to pour another glass of wine, pushed it in front of the silver-haired young man again, shook off the cigarette ash and said, "If you don't want to say anything, then keep drinking until you feel that I've given you enough face and you're willing to do me this small favor."

Fortunately, there are no mobile phones with built-in camera and Internet functions in this day and age. Otherwise, if he enforces the law in this way, it will be all over the Internet tomorrow. If his background is not strong enough, he will be fired.

In full view of everyone, the silver-haired young man drank glass after glass of wine. Later, he could no longer drink any more. His face turned pale and he vomited while drinking.

"No, I can't drink anymore." It was not known how many cups this was, but the silver-haired young man kept waving his hands and stopped drinking.

Shota Yonekura winked and said, "Help him."

One of the two subordinates immediately controlled the silver-haired young man, while the other forced him to drink.

"Asshole! Drink! Open your mouth and drink!"

"We, the police chief, are treating you. How dare you refuse? You don't want to give me face, do you? Baka! Open your mouth!"

The two policemen were very rough and a lot of wine spilled on the silver-haired young man's collar or poured into his nose, causing him to cough continuously.

"Don't...don't! I'll tell you! I'll tell you!" The silver-haired young man couldn't hold it any longer and begged for mercy again and again.

Only then did Shota Yonekura signal his subordinates to stop.

The silver-haired young man was able to catch his breath. He bent over and vomited violently. After the pain eased a little, he raised his head and said weakly, "He is hiding in Room 302 of Datong Hotel next to Datong Park. Don't torture me anymore."

It's not that my brother is not a human being, it's really these policemen who are not human beings! Brother, don't blame me for betraying you.

"Thank you for your cooperation." Shota Yonekura patted his face, then wiped his hands in disgust, took out his wallet from his pocket, counted out a stack of cash and put it on the bar to pay for the drinks, then put out his cigarette, stood up and left.

This is the law enforcement style of the Hokkaido police. According to the address given by the silver-haired young man, Shota Yonekura did catch a small leader who led the shooting incident tonight. He was the first person among all the police officers dispatched tonight to successfully capture the target and bring him back to life.

Through interrogation, he learned that the mastermind behind the incident was Isamu Miyazaki. He thought he had made a great contribution and was very excited. He immediately found Aoyama Hidenobu to report.

"Deputy Minister, according to the interrogation, the person who manipulated these drug users to carry out the shooting was a man named Miyazaki Isamu. Miyazaki Isamu offered them 5g of new drugs for free every month and promised them a share of the sales in exchange for their lives. Before the action, they gathered in a warehouse next to Kawashita Park in Shiroishi District to distribute weapons and take drugs together to boost morale."

"Yo, Inspector Yonekura, the information you provided is very important." Although Aoyama Hidenobu had already known this information from Nobi Kura Ken, he still had to pretend to be delighted and express his appreciation.

Yonekura Shouta bowed, "Hi!"

"Have you reported this news to your section chief?" Aoyama Hidenobu suddenly asked.

Logically speaking, Shota Yonekura should have reported this news to his immediate superior first, and then his superior should have reported it to him, rather than him coming directly.

Hidenobu Aoyama often reported to higher authorities when he was at the Metropolitan Police Department, but that was because Kunio Nihei personally ordered it and his immediate superior was his future father-in-law.

Yonekura Shouta was stunned for a moment, then he replied respectfully: "Because I was worried about any delays, I came to report to you as soon as possible in a hurry."

Aoyama Hidenobu smiled. He was not afraid of any delay, but was afraid that his boss would take away most of the credit.

This guy is interesting.

He was able to catch the gunman involved in the shooting with super high efficiency before all the other police officers, which shows that he has certain abilities. The fact that he reported to his superiors shows that he is smart and unwilling to be ordinary. The fact that he reported to me instead of Oda Takeshi shows that he wanted to be closer to me.

The only person that Aoyama Hidenobu can truly trust now is Shinichi Nakamura, so of course he has to show goodwill to such a talent who actively approaches him.

"Well, Mr. Yonekura's worries are indeed not unreasonable. You should immediately take people to the warehouse where they are gathering to see if there is any gain." Aoyama Hidenobu nodded.

Shota Yonekura bowed and said, “Hi!”

Then he turned around and prepared to leave.

"Mr. Yonekura, do a good job. I admire talents like you. Even if a pearl is covered with dust, it will shine again as long as the dust on the surface is swept away." Aoyama Hidenobu said leisurely.

Faced with the signal released by Aoyama Hidenobu, Shota Yonekura was extremely excited. He stopped, turned around, bowed again, and then strode away without saying a word.

He was still excited after walking out of the office.

The reason why he was worried about having his credit taken away was because he knew very well that his boss was a dog who would do such a thing.

The reason why he chose to report to Aoyama Hidenobu instead of Oda Takeshi was because he felt that Oda Takeshi had served in Hokkaido for many years and had no shortage of subordinates, but Aoyama Hidenobu, who had just arrived, certainly did. If he could gain his trust at this time, he would definitely benefit a lot.

As the saying goes, it is better to be the head of a chicken than the tail of a phoenix.

After working all night long and without restricting any investigative methods, the Hokkaido police showed superb efficiency and arrested all the gunmen involved in the shooting before dawn.

At around seven in the morning, the top management of the headquarters held a hurried meeting after having breakfast in the cafeteria.

"Based on the current summary, Inspector Aoyama's speculation is correct. The mastermind behind the scenes is Isamu Miyazaki. However, the testimonies of these gunmen alone are not enough to convict him. We must have more concrete physical evidence." Takaei Fujimoto knocked on the table to alert everyone, looked around and said calmly.

Oda Takeshi stood up instantly and said, "Please rest assured, Director, our Criminal Division will seize the time to obtain evidence of Miyazaki Isamu's crimes and bring him to justice."

Afterwards, all the leaders of the Criminal Division, including Aoyama Hidenobu, stood up and bowed to express their opinions.

"It will be easier to investigate if we have a direction. I also believe that you will not let me down, especially Superintendent Aoyama, who is known as the Tiger of the Metropolitan Police Department. I hope you can continue to work hard and become the Tiger of Hokkaido." Fujimoto Takaei glanced at Aoyama Hidenobu, then let out a long breath, "You all worked hard last night, the meeting is adjourned."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and left first.

Others could rest, but he couldn't.

Because he also had to attend a press conference held by the Governor of Hokkaido, and after the meeting he had to meet with several existing senior officials of the four violent groups, Hokkaido One, Yamaguchi-gumi, Domoto-gumi, and Matsumoto-kai, to urge them to restrain their subordinates, elect a new leader as soon as possible, and restrain the scale of the struggle and not use guns to prevent further panic among the citizens.

If these four large gangs cannot be stabilized as soon as possible and then work together with the police to suppress other small gangs, the underground world of Hokkaido will definitely be a situation of fierce competition and social order will inevitably be affected.

For the peace of Hokkaido, the happy life of Sapporo citizens, and the extra income of his police officers, Takaei Fujimoto feels that he has really given too much.

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On the morning of February 2, several major Japanese TV stations reported the shooting in Sapporo last night on their morning news, shocking countless Japanese citizens.

It's the 1990s and there are still large-scale shootings like this. Are the laws against violent gangs useless?
The Governor of Hokkaido, the Mayor of Sapporo, Takaei Fujimoto and other local leaders all bowed and apologized at a new round of press conferences, and said that all the perpetrators involved in the shooting have been arrested and the mastermind behind the incident is under investigation, and asked the public to wait patiently.

Naturally, Aoyama Hidenobu was not qualified to attend such a high-level press conference as he was catching up on sleep in his office.

"Boom boom boom!"

But unfortunately, I was awakened by a knock on the door.

Aoyama Hidenobu opened his eyes and said, "Come in."

The next moment, Nakamura Shinichi pushed the door open with a file bag and bowed, "Superintendent, Matsushita Hideyoshi's past history has been checked out, and the places where he and the worker appeared at the same time have also been circled."

As soon as he finished speaking, he bent down and presented it with both hands.

Aoyama Hidenobu suddenly perked up and felt less sleepy. He quickly took the file bag and opened it.

(End of this chapter)