Tokyo, 1991: Starting as a bank clerk

Chapter 231 The Ending of Kouyuu Hiko [Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets: 3k Chapters]

"senior."

Kiryu Yaya came out of the kitchen and said to Chihaya Yuri, "I've cleaned up the dishes. There's some spinach and tofu left in the fridge. You can make some miso soup or a simple tofu soup tomorrow morning."

Chihaya Yuri tilted her head and looked at him: "You've even arranged breakfast for me tomorrow?"

"In case the senior is hopping around on one leg with a cane again and ends up falling flat on his face."

"I would have been somewhat moved even if you hadn't said that."

Kiryu Yaya looked at her and suddenly smiled, saying, "Actually, I didn't realize you were such a fun person in private, senpai."

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Chihaya Yuri paused for a moment, then said rather embarrassedly, "This is the first time someone has described me like this—"

After he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence between the two of them.

Then Chihaya Yuri changed the subject, saying, "My foot should be able to walk again tomorrow, right?"

"Senior, don't get your hopes up too high. A ligament sprain doesn't heal in a day or two. Even if you can land, don't go too far."

.

"Okay, okay, Dr. Kiryu."

Chihaya Yuri waved her hand, her tone tinged with helplessness.

Kiryu Yaya walked to the entrance, bent down to change his shoes, then turned around and glanced around the living room.

Make sure the taps are turned off and the windows are closed.

"Well then, senior, I'll head back now. I'll come pick you up around 7:30 tomorrow morning."

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"it is good."

Chihaya Yuri, supporting herself on the sofa, stood up and, leaning on her cane, went to the entrance: "See you tomorrow morning."

See you tomorrow morning.

Kiryu Yaya opened the door, and the night breeze blew in from the corridor, ruffling the stray hairs on Chihaya Yuri's forehead.

She subconsciously raised her hand to cover herself, watched Kiryu Yaya's figure disappear into the elevator, stood by the door for a few seconds, and then slowly closed the door.

The lock cylinder made a soft click.

The living room fell silent again.

Esaka Apartments.

Rooms 2 and 3

Kiryu Yaya had just returned home when the phone rang.

He walked over in his slippers and picked up the receiver.

"Kiryu-kun."

Shuichi Kuroda's voice came through the receiver: "Did you watch the news tonight?"

"Of course I watched it."

Kiryu Yaya sat down at his desk and casually turned on the desk lamp: "The news spreads really fast. They arrested someone this afternoon, and it's already on the news tonight."

"That's just the kind of person Huashan-in is; he's eager to become famous."

Shuichi Kuroda seemed to be quite familiar with this member of the nobility: "He was determined to handle some major cases as a prosecutor, then accumulate enough fame to enter politics."

"This time, Kouyuu Hiko was a favor that Mr. Takatsukasa did for him. The young man from the Hanazonin family wanted to make a name for himself in politics, and they needed someone like him to bring down Kouyuu Hiko."

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"The two sides hit it off immediately, it was that simple."

Kiryu Yaya leaned back in his chair, digesting the information behind those words.

Seiichi Takatsukasa was doing a favor for Taki Hanayama, ostensibly by giving a major case to a young Chinese nobleman as a political achievement.

But on a deeper level, this means that Seiichi Takatsukasa had already made preparations to completely sever ties with Hiko Furuta within the Toseikai.

Trading a dog that has already been rendered useless for an ally who may gain a foothold in the political arena in the future.

That was a brilliant deal.

These Chinese youths are indeed quite capable.

"What about Lingkong City?"

Kiryu asked, "Takahashi Taishi was taken away with Hanayama-in. Will the shell company connection be cut off?"

"Won't."

Shuichi Kuroda answered quickly: "Takahashi Taishi is just the front man. The real shell company is registered in Nagoya, and the legal representative is that retired tax accountant."

"What Huashan-in wants is Kouyu's head; he won't turn the table against us."

"As for Takahashi Taishi, Kazan-in will handle it as 'assisting in the investigation,' and he'll be released after a maximum of two days."

He paused, a hint of amusement in his voice: "Furthermore, this afternoon in Nagoya, all the shares of the shell company were transferred to another, cleaner SPV."

The legal representative has also changed.

"Even if someone traces the investigation down to Taishi Takahashi, they won't be able to find me."

Upon hearing this, Kiryu Yaya chuckled softly.

Shuichi Kuroda is indeed bold yet meticulous in his actions, always leaving himself an escape route.

"What about Kouyuu Hiko's side?"

Kiryu Yaya then asked, "Will he reveal Mr. Takatsukasa's identity?"

Then Kuroda Shuichi chuckled softly: "People like Kouyuu Hiko know best what to say and what not to say. If he implicates Mr. Takatsukasa, it won't just be a matter of him going to jail; his entire family will suffer as a result."

"He managed to shoulder it all alone and still maintain some dignity. His children are still living in Tokyo, and his wife is still living in their Ashiya house."

Kuroda paused, his tone becoming somewhat subdued: "If he had even a shred of a brain left, he would know what to choose."

After hearing this, Kiryu Yaya's gaze fell on the scattered lights of Ezaka outside the window, and he asked again, "How long will Koudahiko be sentenced to?"

"Well—"

Shuichi Kuroda's voice trailed off: "Two hundred million yen in bribes, aiding and abetting unfair competition, plus all the cases he's handled over the years..."

"If the IRS is willing to dig, there's definitely more than just this one case. The case involving Guanglin Kongcheng, according to Article 197 of the Criminal Law for bribery, carries a base sentence of more than five years."

"If the prosecution can also prove that he used his position to facilitate other projects of the East China Association—"

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He paused for a moment: "About ten years. If I'm lucky, I can get out in seven years. If I'm unlucky, then it's hard to say."

"Seven years————"

He repeated the number and nodded: "That's enough."

Seven years is enough time for a former bank minister, now over fifty, to completely fade from everyone's sight.

By the time he came out, Mitsubishi Bank had already had several presidents.

His personnel file has been archived and sealed, and those former subordinates who used to fawn over him have long since gone their separate ways.

The name Kouyu Tianyan will only be blacklisted in the financial industry, serving as a negative example, and occasionally mentioned as a case study by lecturers during new employee training.

Even if he has some hidden savings over the years, the IRS will thoroughly investigate them.

The Japanese National Tax Agency is no joke.

After serving his sentence and being released, Gu Yutian might not even be able to find a decent job.

Kiryu Yaya felt that this ending was more painful than killing him.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then Kuroda Shuichi's voice came through again: "By the way, Mr. Takatsukasa asked me to pass on a message to you."

"What?"

He said, "This time, you've proven yourself."

Kiryu Yaya paused for a moment, then remained silent.

Kuroda Shuichi continued, "He said your performance in the Rinku Castle matter was better than he expected. Not only did you get the job done, but you also handled the Kouyuda Hiko part cleanly and efficiently."

He finished speaking and smiled, "There aren't many people who can receive such praise from Mr. Takatsukasa. Kiryu-kun, you should seize this opportunity."

Kiryu Yaya smiled slightly.

All that talk is just to get his help with something.

"Okay, thank you, President Kuroda."

"I will do my best."

After Kuroda finished speaking, he seemed to remember something and changed the subject: "By the way, the bank will probably be quite busy tomorrow, so be prepared."

"Someone from headquarters? Or the media?"

"The people from headquarters will arrive in Osaka first thing tomorrow morning. Since Kouyuhiko has been taken away, headquarters will definitely send people down to conduct an internal investigation."

"A ministerial-level person?"

"At least at the executive level."

"That was certainly quite a lively scene."

Kiryu Yaya chuckled softly: "But it shouldn't concern me much. I'm just an ordinary employee in the financing review department."

"You're good at disclaiming any responsibility."

Shuichi Kuroda laughed as well: "Alright, I won't disturb your rest any longer. I'll call you again if I get any news."

Okay, goodnight.

The phone hangs up.

Kiryu Yaya put the receiver back on the landline, sat for a while, then stood up and walked to the window.

In the darkness of night, the streets of Esaka were as quiet as ever.

Kiryu Yaya glanced at the time.

It was exactly nine o'clock.

I almost forgot something.

He also needed to make a phone call to Miyazawa Keiko; he couldn't forget her as the number one contributor to bringing down Kouyuu Hiko.

He turned around, picked up the receiver, and dialed Keiko Miyazawa's number.

The phone rang twice before being answered.

"Feed?"

Keiko Miyazawa's voice came through the receiver.

"Keiko, it's me."

"Kiryu-kun————"

She let out a soft breath, a breath she had been holding for an entire afternoon: "I've been waiting for your call."

Kiryu Yaya leaned back in his chair, his tone softening: "I left in a hurry this afternoon and didn't have time to say much to you. Then there was an emergency meeting at the bank, and I was busy until evening."

"Yes, I know."

Keiko Miyazawa asked cheerfully, "Kiryu-kun, where are you right now?"

"I'm at my apartment in Esaka right now, what's up?"

Kiryu Yaya asked.

"—Kiryu-kun, are you free to go out now?"

Kiryu Yaya was slightly taken aback.

"What's wrong?"

"I have a little... I want to see you."

"Where are you?"

"No, no, no, I meant I came to find you."

"How did you get here?"

"I'll drive here, it'll be quick."

"I didn't know you could drive!"

"Hmph, don't underestimate me!"

"Okay, okay, the address is 12-7, 2-chome, Esaka-cho. There's a convenience store next door, so it should be easy to find."

"Alright, wait for me!"

After saying that, Keiko Miyazawa hung up the phone impatiently.

After hanging up the phone, Kiryu Yaya stood there for two seconds, then chuckled softly and put the receiver back on the landline.

Twenty minutes later.

A car horn sounded downstairs.

Kiryu Yaya opened the window and saw a black Toyota Crown parked at the street corner not far away.

He let out a shout.

The Toyota Crown wasn't cheap at this time.

However, considering the Miyazawa family's wealth, driving this car is considered relatively low-key.

Kiryu Yaya turned around by the window, picked up the keys on the table, and went downstairs.

A night breeze blew in my face, and it was a bit cooler than on the way back.

When Kiryu Yaya reached the street corner, the black Toyota Crown was parked under the streetlight.

The car engine was still vibrating slightly, and a few wisps of thin white smoke drifted out of the exhaust pipe, quickly dissipating into the night.

He walked over, and the driver's side window was already down.

Keiko Miyazawa turned her head to look at him, a slight, barely concealed smile on her lips: "So, did I take the wrong turn?"

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