After being elected as the governor of Tokyo, he will debut as a band!

Ignoring the approaching police, Qingshan floored the accelerator and, as the engine emitted a muffled groan, slammed on the handbrake, sending the car lurching forward.

The police officer, who originally only intended to check for speeding, misunderstood the driver's reaction and suspected he might have committed a more serious crime—such as having contraband in the car or driving under the influence of alcohol.

He turned around, got back into his car, and chased after them.

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Suspecting that the driver or passengers of the Wuling van had committed other more serious crimes, the police officers chasing him turned on their sirens and lights.

Looking at the red and blue light reflected in the rearview mirror and hearing the piercing sound of police sirens, Aoyama couldn't help but feel like he was playing Need for Speed: Most Wanted.

That said, this policeman's driving skills are not bad.

The small road that Qingshan chose was narrow and had many bends, so it wasn't a road that just any driver would dare to take.

But this police officer not only dared to follow, but he also really stuck close behind Aoyama, and Aoyama tried several times to shake him off but failed.

He simply stopped paying attention and let the other person follow him.

Anyway, he only speeded and refused to get out of the car for inspection. As long as there were no injuries or property damage, he can just pay the fine and be done with it.

He wouldn't mind spending the money as long as Hiroi Kikuri and Goto Doku could be rescued in time.

Of course, we'll talk about it if the other party insists on taking me to the police station for questioning just to vent their anger.

Three minutes passed in the blink of an eye. After Aoyama drove out of the alley, he immediately saw Hiroi Kikuri's yellow McDonnell Douglas parked on the side of the road.

And five adult men standing around the car, waiting for something.

“Mr. Hack, that’s the car,” Toyokawa Shoko said confidently, pointing to the gray MPV parked on the side of the road.

Aoyama nodded, parked the Wuling van behind the gray MPV, told Toyokawa Shoko to stay in the car, then skillfully put on his mask, got out of the car and walked towards the five people.

……

After a difficult journey, the five-member field team of the Neijing Group finally caught up with the target vehicle. However, the little girl lying on the verge of death in the passenger seat was not the Huck they had expected. Just as disappointment was creeping in, Qingshan's figure suddenly appeared in their field of vision, and the tense expressions on their five faces were instantly replaced by surprise.

"Section Chief, is that person Hack?!"

"It's him, exactly the same as in the photo."

"It seems we won't leave empty-handed this time."

"That's right, although the car we caught up with didn't have Hack in it, it was obvious that the car had..."

The little girl was very important to Hack; he even sought her out because of her. "Tanaka, given this situation, do you think we could take advantage of it?"

"Section Chief, do you mean to use the young girl in the car to threaten Mr. Hack into taking off his mask?"

"what?"

The man called the section chief looked at his subordinate with some surprise. He only wanted to use this situation to increase his bargaining power in negotiations with Hack, but Tanaka was thinking of getting the most valuable thing from Hack—his true identity.

"What you're saying would be great if it could really be done, but... would Hark agree?"

“He will definitely agree. The fact that he made a special trip here shows that the girl in the car is very important to him; she might be his sister or disciple. And you just saw the girl's condition—her eyes are rolled back and she's foaming at the mouth. She urgently needs to be resuscitated. As long as we seize this opportunity and prevent him from taking the girl away, he will definitely give in to us!”

Upon hearing Tanaka's words, the man known as the section chief showed approval on his face, but a chill ran down his spine.

This is what it means to "use any means to achieve one's goals."

Tanaka is the kind of person who, in order to please his superiors and complete the tasks assigned by his leaders, can completely disregard the safety of a girl with whom he has no grudge.

"...Tanaka, you have a bright future."

"It's all thanks to the section chief's excellent guidance."

"Then I'll leave the negotiation with Hack to you. If you can really find out Hack's identity as you say, I will definitely emphasize your contribution when I report back."

"Yes, I will do my best."

Tanaka bowed deeply, looking as if to say, "Thank you very much for your trust," then turned and took a few steps, blocking Aoyama's path.

……

Aoyama looked at the man who was almost twenty centimeters younger than him. Although he was a little impatient, he still stopped and wanted to hear what the man had to say.

"You must be Mr. Hack? You're here to see the little girl in the car, right?"

"What do you want to say?"

“I didn’t mean anything by it,” Tanaka looked up and met Aoyama’s gaze. The latter’s hawk-like eyes pierced his heart, making him feel a little guilty, but his desire for the future and wealth gave him confidence. “We rescued this broken-down car and the people in it on the way. Since you are her friend, shouldn’t you express your gratitude to us appropriately?”

"You want money? Name your price, and if it's reasonable, I might consider it."

Aoyama was not a stingy person, but he hated being forced to hand over money... He was only saying this as a temporary measure. Once Nakamoto Itsuki found out who these people came from, he would have plenty of ways to make them hand over the money obediently.

“Talking about money is too vulgar; we just want to be friends with Mr. Hack…”

"How do we pay?"

"Friends should treat each other with sincerity, so just take off your mask."

Tanaka smiled flatteringly.

What if I don't take off the mask?

Qingshan realized that his true identity was a rare commodity, and these people were after his true identity.

"Then there's nothing we can do..." Tanaka shrugged, a regretful look on his face. He wasn't worried about Aoyama using force, because in his mind, there were five of them on his side, while Aoyama was only one. How could one person possibly be a match for five?

"The young girl on the bus isn't in good condition right now. If we don't get her to the hospital quickly and instead waste time here, she might suffer long-term consequences."

Aoyama knew that Boqi in the car was not physically ill, but was just a little stressed from being watched by five strangers, which was why he seemed half-dead.

This guy thought they had found my weakness.

However, it's understandable that they would misunderstand. Aoyama had also seen how Pochi behaved when encountering strangers or external attacks that involved strong social interaction; anyone would be confused in that situation.

But this group of people actually tried to threaten me with this...

All I can say is that you have already found your way to death!

Aoyama was mentally calculating how he would beat these five people in front of him—would he dislocate all their joints? Or would he give each of them a pair of black eyes?

Just then, the police officer who had been chasing them walked over.

The officer heard what Tanaka said and realized that Aoyama was speeding and refusing to get out of the car to accept punishment in order to save someone. So he sided with Aoyama and condemned Tanaka.

"Aren't you guys going to move aside? You're really delaying the little girl's best chance for rescue. Be careful, or I'll lock you all up in jail."

Tanaka, upon hearing what the police officer said, not only wasn't nervous, but even smiled.

He glanced at the license plate of the police car parked by the roadside and asked with a smile, "You're a policeman from the Mukoyama-cho police station, right? Your station chief and our section chief are old friends. If you don't believe me, wait here for a moment, and I'll have our section chief call him."

Isogachi Music Awards: 145 Sir, you've really broadened your horizons.

Because the Nijrakitiyabha group's business scope involves illegal immigrants, illegal sex work, and homeless groups, it has some degree of cooperation with local police stations.

In addition, their backers would occasionally sponsor cars, women, and travel expenses for the Metropolitan Police Department, so the senior management of the group and the police chiefs in various regions generally had some personal relationships.

The fact that the Toyoshima branch, a civilian organization without law enforcement power, dared to arrest drunkards on the street was inextricably linked to this situation.

The leader of Tanaka's five-person field team, the middle-aged man called the section chief, didn't actually have a "good relationship" with the director of the Mukoyama-cho office, as Tanaka claimed. However, his superior, Yurui Minamida, could indeed speak with him.

The policeman who had come with Aoyama was not intimidated by Tanaka's words. He stood firmly to Aoyama's side and demanded that the group of five move aside.

Upon seeing this, the leader of the group of five hurriedly called Nantian Yourui to inform him of the situation. Three minutes later, the policeman received a call from his superior.

"Chief Inspector Meguro, you've worked hard today. You can leave early."

"Chief? But we're dealing with a street conflict right now..."

"Street clashes? Did the two sides physically attack each other? Has it escalated into a violent incident?"

"Not yet, but..."

"No? If you don't have any, why are you meddling in other people's business? There are over 20 million citizens in Tokyo and 750,000 in Nerima Ward. Thousands upon thousands of verbal arguments occur every day. If every verbal argument required police intervention, then none of us would have a job!"

"But, Director, this time is different..."

"Alright, that's enough. You're off work now. Even if that street fight incident in your area was unusual, it has nothing to do with you. Go home and get some sleep, or go to a bar to relax, it's up to you."

The increasingly impatient and reproachful tone on the phone silenced the police officer, Mukuro.

Tanaka and the others looked smug, while Aoyama watched closely to see what he would do next.

But Officer Meguro did not accept the station chief's order and slunk away. Instead, he took a long breath as if he had made up his mind, and then suddenly raised his voice.

"Chief, I cannot agree to this."

"What?!" came the voice of the head of the Koubancho (traffic affairs office) from the other end of the phone, a voice filled with surprise and anger. "Meguro? How dare you talk to me like that? Don't you want to work in the Koubancho anymore?"

"Chief, I entered the Nerima Ward Police Station through the police officer test, was assigned to the Mukoyama Police Station, and passed the promotion exam to obtain the rank of patrol chief. Even though you are the chief of the police station, you have no right to deprive me of my qualification to be a police officer!"

"Fine! Fine! I can't fire you, but I can send you to Mount Okutama to watch over the reservoir! Just wait to be exiled!"

After saying that, Director Xiang Shan of the Public Security Bureau hung up the phone.

Inspector Meguro's face at this moment was as dark and expressionless as his surname.

He glanced expressionlessly at Tanaka and his accomplices. "Alright, do you have any other tricks up your sleeve? If not, get out of the way, or don't blame me for being impolite!"

"You, you, I'm warning you not to do anything reckless."

Tanaka, feigning bravado but actually looking weak, retreated to his accomplices and whispered a plan of action. "Chief, what do we do? We've got a guy who won't listen to reason."

"What's there to be afraid of? There are five of us on our side, and only two on the other side. If it really comes down to it, we'll have the advantage." The man called the section chief touched his bald head, feeling confident again.

"But wouldn't that be assaulting a police officer..."

"Even the officers under his command aren't on his side anymore, so whether or not he assaults a police officer is no longer up to him."

Although the man called the section chief said that, the other four, including Tanaka, were still hesitant to take action against the police. After all, Japan is a country with a sound legal system and a stable society. Even the most aggressive people would be cautious when facing the police, let alone people like them who were still considered to be working in a "company".

Tanaka quickly came up with a compromise: "I think it would be better if we didn't take any aggressive actions, but just prevented them from getting close to the vehicle... After all, time is on our side right now. If we just stall for time, Hack will definitely compromise with us in order to save the girl in the car."

"That makes sense. This way, we can wait in comfort for the enemy to tire themselves out."

The man called the section chief nodded and directed his four subordinates to stand in a row, assuming the stance of forwards in a rugby match (the defensive line in rugby usually consists of four people).

Their appearance made Aoyama Xiangdu laugh.

Thanks to Goto's excellent acting skills, he fooled these people completely, otherwise I wouldn't have seen such an interesting scene.

Despite their elaborate "battle formation," Aoyama still saw them as nothing more than a bunch of chickens and dogs.

Aoyama refrained from taking immediate action only because he considered the position of the officer standing next to him, Meguro. After all, the officer had a pretty good image in his mind, and he didn't want to put the other person in a difficult position—an upright policeman couldn't just stand by and watch one person beat up another group of people without doing anything.

"Inspector Meguro, what do you think we should do next?"

Meguro curled his lip, pulled out a stun gun from his body, and said in a "what the heck" manner, "Anyway, I'm going to be sent to Mount Okutama to watch over the reservoir, so I don't care about any violent enforcement. I don't like these guys either... Let's use this to quickly take care of them. Don't do anything, otherwise I'll have to take you back for questioning later. They have such a powerful backer, you'll run into a lot of trouble when it comes to the handover."

"...Well, thank you for your help." Aoyama found this guy more and more pleasing to the eye.

"It's okay, it should be."

Meguro waved his hand, pressed the switch on the stun gun, and walked over. Then came a pig-like scream—

Tanaka lay on the ground convulsing from the electric shock. Seeing his miserable state, the other four abandoned all pretense and hurriedly dragged Tanaka into their car. Then, shouting, "You just wait! This isn't over yet!" they fled.

"Alright, let's hurry up and rescue that girl in the car," Meguro put away his stun gun and walked towards the police car with a regretful look on his face. "I don't have much time left in Nerima Ward. I need to go back to my favorite yakitori restaurants and izakayas a few more times and memorize all the smells in the car."

"Wait a moment, Officer Meguro."

Qingshan looked at his somewhat lonely figure and called out to him.

"In my opinion, you really don't need to stay in Nerima Ward for too long, but Okutama Town probably isn't suitable for you either."

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What are you saying?

Inspector Meguro turned around inexplicably and looked at the tall man wearing a mask in front of him. He knew from the five men with ill intentions that this man was the masked rock singer who had recently become famous. But what kind of power could an artist who lacked substance and was temporarily promoted by capital and the industry have in the Tokyo police force?

"Of course I know that the Okutama mountain area is not suitable for me... I would like to go to Chiyoda Ward, Minato Ward or Chuo Ward, which are the heart of Tokyo, but how could such a good thing be available to a lowly patrol chief like me who has offended his superiors so badly?"

“That’s not necessarily true.” Qingshan shook his head. “Who can say for sure what will happen in this world? Anyway, please wait a moment, officer.”

"Weird guy."