What the hell is the Yellow Haired Godly Rich System?

He knew that Aoi Masamichi had been cultivating the image he presented to the outside world as a police officer who hated evil and was upright, and had repeatedly demonstrated a firm sense of justice and respect for the law in interviews.

Such an image undoubtedly paved a broad path for Aoi Masamichi's promotion.

"He has a pretty good relationship with Officer Chizuru." Kenji Tsuda reminded softly.

Aoi Masamichi nodded slightly after hearing this, "I remember that Officer Chizuru is currently on an undercover mission." He pondered for a moment and continued, "Let her continue to be undercover. We can't give up the mission because of a temporary setback and let the criminal go unpunished."

"Understood." Kenji Tsuda's eyes met Aoi Masamichi's, and there was a tacit understanding between the two.

Kenji Tsuda knew very well that in order to achieve his goal, Aoi Masamichi would stop at nothing to make Li Zhiqiu plead guilty.

In this game, the authenticity of the crime has actually become less important.

And the two of them have formed a community of interests.

Li Zhiqiu will become their stepping stone.

. . .

Chiba stood in the spacious practice room, the mirrors around her reflecting her determined face and slim figure.

The middle-aged teacher stood in front of her, his eyes full of admiration and expectation.

"Qianye, congratulations. Next, you will receive individual debut training. Your image and temperament are very recognizable, and I believe you will become a household name."

"Um, okay, fine." Chizuru agreed with a strange look on her face, trying her best to make her voice sound natural.

She said goodbye to the middle-aged teacher and walked out of the practice room.

In the corridor, she sighed softly.

These days, she has gradually figured out the gray area here. Although this company is illegal, its operations are much more conscientious than those legal brokerage companies.

Chizuru shook her head and decided to finish the mission and leave, otherwise she would really have to make her debut.

As for the gray area here, she decided to observe it further. Anyway, she had added the contact information of many people, so if there was anything unusual, she could intervene immediately.

Back in the dormitory, Qianhe picked up the phone, ready to report the end of the mission to the bureau and request evacuation.

However, when she dialed the number, she was completely stunned.

"Continue to be undercover?" Qianhe was confused: "My file has been hidden. Can we just contact each other through a single line from now on?!"

After hanging up the phone, Chizuru was completely dazed.

The undercover agent who hid the files had an extremely high level of confidentiality, which was completely different from her previous undercover work in schools.

The most outrageous thing is that she did not receive any specific undercover target.

Of course, this is not uncommon. In order to maintain confidentiality, it is also very common to temporarily hide the target and then inform them after they have reached a certain position.

At this moment, the door creaked open and Xiaotao walked in with a bright smile.

"Qianye, congratulations! I heard that the company plans to select the trainees with the best grades from among us and spend a lot of money to create a group to debut. You will definitely be the first choice!"

"Um, thank you." Qianhe looked strange: "It's not that easy to debut, there are still many things to consider."

She needs some time to accept the change of identity.

. . .

In the Daokouhui office, Qin Zifei sat in front of a large desk, holding a stack of photos in her hands, looking at them intently.

Soichiro stood behind her and glanced at them casually. One of the photos caught his attention. It was a photo of a person named Chiba.

She is not only beautiful, but also has a heroic look in her brows.

"Sister Qin, are we really going to get involved in the movie idol industry?" Soichiro couldn't help but ask.

Qin Zifei continued to look through the information in her hand: "Well, the competition in the traditional underworld is too fierce. We also need to find a new track."

"We need to create a real idol group." Qin Zifei looked at the girls she had selected.

The company under Li Zhiqiu's name has been handed over to Qin Zifei to manage, and she quickly figured out the ins and outs of it.

Soichiro's cell phone suddenly vibrated.

He answered the phone, and as the conversation went on, his brows gradually furrowed.

After Soichiro hung up the phone, he turned to Qin Zifei and said, "Li Zhiqiu was arrested by the police for the attack. Should we help him?"

Qin Zifei paused for a moment, not looking up. "No need. He needs to go through more trials. This is part of his growth, and we don't need to interfere too much."

After saying that, Qin Zifei raised her head and looked directly at Soichiro: "By the way, tell all the members of the Inaguchi Society that Li Zhiqiu is my child. In the future, call him Young Master in public."

"Yes, Sister Qin." Soichiro bowed immediately. He knew that from this moment on, Li Zhiqiu's identity had been confirmed within the Inaguchi Society.

. . .

Kenji Tsuda had just hung up the phone and an unconscious smile appeared on his face.

Everything seemed to be under his control. He admitted that Li Zhiqiu was a criminal genius, but now he had been firmly locked up in the police station and could no longer cause any trouble.

Chizuru, the only person who might be able to help him, has been ordered to go undercover and has lost her identity as a police officer, so she can no longer be of any help.

Wait until Aoi Masamichi has completely killed Li Zhiqiu before letting Qianhe come back.

Kenji Tsuda's mood became increasingly cheerful. He stood up, stretched, then walked to the window and looked at the scenery in the distance.

In his eyes, the future is already bright.

The news of Li Zhiqiu's arrest quickly spread among the high-ranking gangsters in Adachi District, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples.

The young master of the Inaguchi clan was detained by the police, which immediately gave rise to a lot of speculations. Some people also interpreted it as a clarion call for the police to declare war on the yakuza.

In a short period of time, the entire underworld was in a panic and people began to send people to investigate the cause and effect of the incident.

Among the police, there was also a police officer in charge of the commercial street who knew Li Zhiqiu.

But they didn't dare to say anything. Who knew how deep the water was? It was better to keep quiet.

Kui Zhengdao didn't pay any attention to what was happening outside. He had already entered the interrogation room and was facing Li Zhiqiu, the villain who had seriously injured his son.

Chapter 82

trial room

In the interrogation room of the police station, Li Zhiqiu sat on a wooden chair in the middle of the room, one of his hands locked to the armrest of the chair with cold handcuffs.

Kui Zhengdao pushed the door open suddenly without saying a word, his eyes sharp, fixed on Li Zhiqiu's face.

He wanted to capture a hint of fear on this young face, just like the fear on those prisoners he had tortured and begged for mercy.

Li Zhiqiu sat quietly, without any tension on his face, with a calm smile on his lips.

Kui Zhengdao looked at Li Zhiqiu with such confidence that it was like a ruthless mockery. Such a look made him feel despised.

Thinking of his son still lying in the hospital bed, his heart felt like it was burned by fire.

"Li Zhiqiu," Aoi Zhengdao's voice was low and threatening, "violently attacking a police officer and causing serious injury is a felony. Although you are a minor, I have ten thousand ways to make you spend the rest of your life in prison."

The skill of interrogation is to make the other party afraid, and Aoi Masamichi understands this.

Li Zhiqiu raised his head and looked at Kui Zhengdao's angry face. His smile remained calm: "Your son severely injured my classmate. He just paid the price he deserved."

"Bang!" Aoi Masamichi slammed his palm on the table, and the loud noise echoed in the interrogation room.

His eyes widened as he stared at Li Zhiqiu, his eyes looking murderous: "Now I'm asking you!"

Aoi Masamichi knew that simple legal deterrence was often ineffective when dealing with minors.

He needed to make Li Zhiqiu feel scared so that he could control the rhythm of the conversation.

Li Zhiqiu smiled, his eyes calm and disdainful: "You look like a clown right now. Chief of the police station, you got one fact wrong."

The atmosphere in the interrogation room suddenly became tense.

Li Zhiqiu's eyes gradually turned cold, and he looked directly into Aoi Masamichi's eyes: "When did you develop the illusion that you could judge me? Aoi Guangyang is just the beginning."

Kui Zhengdao listened to what Li Zhiqiu said and he smiled.

This reaction actually calmed him down, and he realized that the teenager in front of him was different from the minors he had arrested before.

He stared at Li Zhiqiu, trying to find a hint of bravado and forced calmness in the young man's eyes, but he saw nothing.

Aoi Zhengdao sneered, reached out to turn on the desk lamp, and the dazzling light shone directly into Li Zhiqiu's eyes.

"It's okay." Aoi said, "I have plenty of time to play with you."

After he said this, he turned and left the interrogation room.

As Aoi Masamichi walked out of the interrogation room, his expression turned cold and anger burned in his heart, but he forcibly suppressed it.

He needed some special illegal interrogation methods, and these illegal interrogation methods needed to be arranged in advance.

Aoi Zhengdao returned to the office. He picked up the mobile phone on the table and wanted to arrange the next action, but suddenly found several missed call prompts flashing on the screen.

He frowned and looked at the unfamiliar phone numbers.

These numbers belong to some of his friends in the underworld. They usually don't contact him easily, but now several of them call him.

Aoi Masamichi frowned and he immediately called back one of the numbers.

The call was answered quickly.

"Zhengdao, we haven't contacted each other for a long time..." The person on the other end of the phone didn't talk about business, but started chatting with him about all sorts of things.

Kui Zhengdao's mind was full of Li Zhiqiu. The usual courtesies now sounded like harsh noise to him.

He was in no mood to chat with the other party, and said bluntly: "If you have something to say, just say it directly. We have been friends for more than ten years."

The voice on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, and finally got to the point: "Zhengdao, let me ask directly, have you police decided to officially declare war on the Yakuza?"

"What do you mean?" Aoi Masamichi didn't react for a moment and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

The person on the other end of the phone heard the difference in his tone and was clearly displeased: "You arrested Chairman Inaguchi's son and made a big move without telling the brothers."

They have always given some benefits to Aoi Masamichi, and they were just laughing it off just now because they were waiting for him to say it on his own initiative.

However, Aoi Masamichi was still playing dumb, and the tone on the other end of the line began to sound dissatisfied.

When Aoi Masamichi heard the words "President Inaguchi's son", his heart skipped a beat.

Li Zhiqiu's cold eyes immediately appeared in his mind, which gave him a bad feeling.

He held the phone tightly. "Is Chairman Inaguchi's son called Li Zhiqiu?"

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be shocked by this question as well. For a moment, both sides fell into a strange silence.

After a while, Aoi Masamichi slowly hung up the phone.

His face had turned ashen and terribly gloomy.

He reached out, took out a box of cigarettes from the drawer, took out one skillfully, lit it, and took a deep puff.

The smoke filled the office, covering Aoi Masamichi's furrowed brows and deep eyes.

He was not afraid of the Inaguchi-kai. As the section chief of a police station, he represented the power and authority of the entire police force.

He knew that the Jidao would not dare to attack him, as it was a big taboo to deal with the police, but it also meant that he could not push Li Zhiqiu too hard.

How could he be willing to let his son's revenge go?

Aoi Zhengdao slammed the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray, took a deep breath, and called another Yakuza friend.

"Hello, Zhengdao?" The voice on the other end of the phone was a little confused and wary.

"Please contact President Inaguchi for me. I need to discuss this with her." Aoi Masamichi said in a low voice, "Tell her that her son beat my son to the point of disfigurement. I want him to cut off a finger to apologize, and I will not pursue this matter."

The person on the other end of the phone was silent again, but he quickly regained his composure: "Okay, I will convey your message to President Inaguchi."

After hanging up the phone, Aoi Masamichi leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

Cutting off fingers was just a means of threat and negotiation, and he didn't really expect President Inaguchi to let Li Zhiqiu do this.

He just wanted to take this opportunity to extract enough benefits from the Inaguchi Society to make up for the anger and resentment in his heart.

Aoi Masamichi knew that Chairman Inaguchi would understand what he meant and would be willing to use his own interests to settle the matter.

The adult world is very realistic.

Soon, the phone rang.

Aoi Masamichi took a deep breath and picked up the phone.