In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 418: The charming old lady, early morning meeting

High-end venues are often located far away from downtown areas, firstly because of the good environment and secondly because of their high privacy.

This is the case at Fuhe Yayuan, where Aoyama Hidenori serves as the headquarters of the Yusei-kai; it is also the case at the Maple Leaf Club, where Fujimoto Takaei and other birds gather on a daily basis; and it is also the case at the Nanshan Tea House, where Shimizu Masako will meet Aoyama Hidenori tonight.

Nanshan Tea House, as the name suggests, is located on a mountain south of Sapporo city. It is only open to members. There is no restriction on identity to become a member, just pay money, so at least those who come here are rich people.

When Aoyama Hidenobu was brought into the gate by the waiter, he was a little surprised. This teahouse was not the kind of private rooms, but a series of independent small buildings with carved beams and painted rafters. There were not many of them, ensuring that the gaps between each small building were large enough, with a wide view and nice scenery.

After bringing Aoyama Hidenobu to the door of a small building near the interior, the waiter bowed and left silently.

From welcoming the guests to leaving, he didn't say a word the whole time.

One even suspects that she is mute.

Aoyama Hidenobu walked up the steps to the door and gently raised his hand to knock on the door. "Aoyama Hidenobu is here by invitation."

"Please come in, Vice Minister Qingshan, the door is not locked." A cold and very pleasant female voice came from inside.

Aoyama Hidenobu pushed the door open and walked in. He didn't see anyone at first glance, but a hanging veil. Through the thin veil, he could vaguely see a graceful figure kneeling behind him facing the door. Her back was straight, her neck was long, and the full contours of her face and the round curves of her buttocks were fully displayed, which was very tempting.

This woman wants to seduce me.

As a man with extensive experience in being seduced, Aoyama Hidenobu made an instant judgment.

Otherwise, she would have stood at the door to greet him as a sign of respect, instead of deliberately kneeling sideways behind the gauze to show off her figure, just like if one wants to sell a piece of merchandise at a high price, one must first show its selling points.

This will arouse the buyer's interest in purchasing.

Just as Aoyama Hidenobu closed the door.

Masako Shimizu stood up behind the veil, tall and graceful, with light lotus steps. She used a small hand to lift the curtain to reveal her true face, and then she bent down and bowed.

"Widow Masako respectfully welcomes Vice Minister Aoyama."

She knew what men liked, so she wore mourning clothes and a white flower on her head, and one of her feet wrapped in black silk stepped slightly forward and appeared outside the hem of her skirt.

When a woman wears a kimono, she has to take small steps without exposing her feet when walking. It is very rude of her to do so, but if she doesn't do so, how can people see that she is wearing black stockings?

Moreover, the collar of the kimono was deliberately opened, revealing half of her fair shoulders and plump chest, while the bright red plum blossom on her shoulder seemed to be looming, like a pipa half-covering her face.

"You're welcome, Mrs. Shimizu." Aoyama Hidenobu nodded slightly. Although he knew that the other party was seducing him, he still behaved seriously. After all, he couldn't do anything without assurance. What if a group of people suddenly rushed in and held him down at noon?
Or maybe someone wanted to use this woman to set a trap for himself and installed a hidden camera at the scene?

This situation is different from arranging women to entertain the group of animals like Fujimoto Takaei.

However, he was still amazed by the beauty of Shimizu Masako. She didn't look like a woman whose son was already 18 years old. The first owner of the car, Shimizu Kurae, that old man, took good care of his beloved car.

But it is a pity that the owner passed away early, and the car he had taken great care of is destined to be driven roughly by later generations.

Shimizu Masako opened the curtain for him, "Please."

Aoyama Hidenobu walked over and could smell a faint fragrance when passing by her, but he did not stop and sat on the tatami without changing his expression.

Shimizu Masako lowered the curtain, turned around and sat opposite Aoyama Hidenobu, brewing tea while whispering, "I have long heard of Vice-Chancellor Aoyama's name. I was afraid you would refuse my invitation, but I didn't expect you to agree. I am really overjoyed."

After pouring a cup of tea, she held the cup with both hands, leaned forward and handed it to Aoyama Hidenobu. The heavy conscience in her collar swayed slightly, as if it would jump out at any time.

"Thank you." Qingshan Hidenobu took the teacup calmly, took a sip and praised: "Good tea!"

It's about tea, but also about people.

"This was left by my late husband. No one in the house drank it after he passed away. If Vice Minister Aoyama likes it, I will deliver it to your door personally someday." Shimizu Masa seemed to be uncomfortable kneeling, so she changed her sitting position, with half of her buttocks falling on the tatami. Her legs wrapped in black stockings stretched out from the skirt and fell to the side, and her small feet moved from time to time.

"No need for that. I'm just curious about what you asked me out for today." Aoyama Hidenobu put down his teacup, glanced at her long legs, and said bluntly, "Mrs. Shimizu, as a mother whose son is already an adult, you are already an old lady. Don't act young and try to seduce me with your sex appeal. Just tell me why you asked me out."

Because Masako Shimizu had made the appointment with him first, he didn't have to rush to reveal his intention to support Yoshishi Shimizu, and could wait for the other party to take the initiative to ask him for help.

"You..." When Shimizu Masako heard Aoyama Hidenobu call her an aunt, her pretty face turned pale and blue. She tightly grasped the hem of her skirt to suppress her anger, forced a smile, and said in a resentful tone, "Is there such a beautiful aunt?"

"Aren't you?" Aoyama Hidenobu smiled.

Since he knew that the other party needed his help, he, who was in a dominant position, would certainly not be polite. Moreover, he did not need to be polite to a widow of a gangster.

He is a soldier and the other party is a thief.

The corners of Shimizu Masako's mouth twitched. She wished she could show on the spot how she looked like a street gangster back then. She lifted up her skirt and tucked it around her belt, then grabbed the teapot in front of her and smashed it directly on Aoyama Hidenobu's head.

But she is no longer the bad girl she used to be.

Aoyama Hidenobu is not one of those small thugs.

So she couldn't do that. She could only adjust her breathing and calm down, retract her long legs, sit upright again, and bow respectfully. "I won't beat around the bush. Masako hereby begs Vice Minister Aoyama to support Inuko as the president of the Kitami family."

She had realized that she couldn't play any tricks on Aoyama Hidenobu, so she had to be direct and clear when discussing cooperation.

"Reason." Aoyama Hidenobu said lightly.

Shimizu Masako raised her head and said sincerely, "The Beihai family was originally founded by his father. If my son succeeds as the president, he will definitely follow the lead of Vice Minister Aoyama and obey his orders in the future!"

"Not enough. As far as I know, there are three most powerful directors in Beihai. I believe that if I push any one of them up, I can get such equal rewards." Hearing this, Aoyama Hidenobu chuckled and shook his head to refuse her.

Shimizu Masako spoke in a hurried tone, her hands grasping the hem of her skirt nervously, "The three directors are all very capable, so it's inevitable that they might be disloyal to you, the vice director. But my son can only rely on you to secure his position as the chairman. I can order him to call you his foster father."

"You're dreaming. The son of a gangster wants to be my adopted son? Are they worthy?" Aoyama Hidenobu put down his teacup heavily and said with disdain. Shimizu Masako knew that she had spoken hastily, so she quickly stepped back, bowed with her hands on the ground, and said, "I beg you to forgive me, Vice-Chairman."

Her butt was raised high, and the two round outlines under the black skirt looked as tempting as peaches.

The peaches were nice, but too bad they were over-packaged.

"Madam, if you don't have any other offers, I think today's meeting can end here." Aoyama Hidenobu said indifferently.

"And me!" Shimizu Masako stood up, biting her red lips tightly, trying to suppress her shame and anger. She grabbed the collar of her clothes with both hands and pulled them to both sides, exposing her entire upper body. Her conscience was exposed and rose and fell with her breathing. She said in a trembling voice: "My son will be your loyal dog, and so will I."

Two dogs, naturally, have different uses.

One bites people for him, and the other is responsible for biting him.

"Oh, interesting." Aoyama Hidenobu didn't expect that he didn't play the mother-daughter game, but he was about to play the mother-son game first. He said lightly: "Madam, please be careful with your words. I am a policeman. Based on what you are doing now, I can arrest you, but considering that your husband just died, I will not bother with you."

After he finished speaking, he got up and left without any reluctance.

Shimizu Masako was struck by lightning. She didn't expect Aoyama Hidenobu to be unmoved at all. Her mind went blank.

But in the next second, Aoyama Hidenobu's voice floated into my ears from the door again, "There has been some new progress in the murder of your husband. If you are free, you can come to my office tomorrow to talk."

If the occasion had not been wrong, he would have let himself go and turned Mrs. Clear Water into Mrs. Turbid Water.

Only then did Shimizu Masako realize that Aoyama Hidenobu was not confident about the place she had booked. If she went to his office to discuss it tomorrow, there would definitely be substantial progress.

"Hi!" She was so overjoyed that she didn't care that her upper body was naked. She bowed and responded. The moment she bent down, her broad mind surged.

Aoyama Hidenobu chuckled and strode away.

He also got to the Maple Leafs clubhouse for the second half.

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At ten o'clock in the morning, when the night was quiet, a luxurious private room in the Maple Leaf Club was brightly lit, and dozens of senior officials from the Hokkaido Police Headquarters and police chiefs from other cities in Hokkaido gathered together.

Because the matter was of great importance, Takaei Fujimoto specially notified the directors of other cities to come to Sapporo, so the meeting was delayed until now.

If someone dropped a bomb at this moment.

The entire Hokkaido police system will be paralyzed.

No one knew what happened yet.

But today, it was unusual that so many people came in such large numbers, and Fujimoto Takaei, who was sitting in the first seat at the top, had a serious expression on his face, and everyone realized that it might not be a good thing.

So no one spoke rashly, and the atmosphere in the private room was low and depressing, making it hard to breathe.

This silence lasted for two or three minutes before Takaei Fujimoto broke the silence by letting out a long breath.

Everyone suddenly perked up and looked at him, knowing that the main topic of the night was about to begin.

"I have urgently summoned you all tonight because of a matter that concerns everyone's survival." As soon as Takaei Fujimoto spoke, everyone present was shocked, and then he said, "Mr. Aoyama, please tell everyone the news."

Everyone looked at Aoyama Hidenobu again.

This little brother has just joined their group.

"Hi!" Aoyama Hidenobu responded, then stood up, looked around and said, "The shooting incident two days ago has alarmed Tokyo. I have received reliable information from Tokyo that an investigation team composed of prosecutors and police will come to Hokkaido in the near future to investigate the truth of the shooting incident. The ultimate goal is to dig deep into whether there is collusion between the police and gangs in Hokkaido to cover up criminal behavior."

Hearing this, the whole audience was in an uproar.

"A joint investigation team consisting of prosecutors and police? It's not just slogans, it's real work."

"Bakayaro! These bastards who can only stamp and sign in Tokyo have no idea of ​​the difficulties of our grassroots work. They just come here to find fault!"

"Then what should we do..."

“Clap!” Takaei Fujimoto clapped his hands and shouted, “Quiet! What are you making so much noise for?”

The initially noisy scene gradually returned to calm.

"We were able to get the news in advance this time, thanks to Aoyama-kun's connections in Tokyo. Aoyama-kun, please take a seat." Fujimoto Takaei raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation, then looked around and said, "The higher-ups are serious this time. The joint investigation team will definitely not be willing to return empty-handed. We must let them return with credit. If they want to investigate corruption, then we will let them find a group of corrupt officials who are colluding with gangs!"

"Send them away as soon as possible. Don't let them stay in Hokkaido for too long. Otherwise, it will be easy to find more problems. So now is the time for you to sacrifice for the collective. Two people from the headquarters plus two local directors. Don't worry, your life inside will be guaranteed, and your share outside will be doubled. I, Fujimoto Takaei, will take care of your wife and children until you are released from prison!"

He mentioned a total of four people here, which does not mean that only four people will be handed over to the investigation team in the end, but that there will be only these four high-level people, and a bunch of small fish and shrimps will have to be sacrificed to be buried with them. Those people are only worthy of waiting for notification.

Although Fujimoto Takaei spoke with great passion, no one stepped forward after he finished speaking.

After all, those present are all corrupt officials. No one with such awareness and determination would sit here.

This made Fujimoto Takaei look unhappy. He snorted coldly and said sinisterly, "Since none of you are willing to sacrifice yourself, I will call the names."

As soon as he said this, the muscles of everyone present suddenly tensed up and they all became nervous. Those with weaker mental qualities already had beads of sweat on their foreheads.

It was so quiet that you could almost hear the thumping of your heart.

(End of this chapter)