Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister-Chapter 446 - 393: Like Candied Hawthorn, Turning Bad Things into Good Things_2

Chapter 446: Chapter 393: Like Candied Hawthorn, Turning Bad Things into Good Things_2

So catching the criminal to give the public an explanation was no longer the sole purpose, it was about letting off steam!

And what Nakamura Shinichi couldn’t do, Aoyama Xiu Xin could, because Fujimoto Takayoshi might dismiss Nakamura Shinichi, but he would definitely show respect to him.

The same person, if Aoyama Xiu Xin said he was the serial dismemberment case’s criminal, it would be more believable than if Nakamura Shinichi said it.

Just right, he also needed to use a case to let the local police know that he was truly Heisei’s No.1 Detective and to earn their gratitude.

"Since Mr. Aoyama has taken the initiative, let that reptile, who can only struggle to survive in dark corners, witness the Police Tiger!" Fujimoto Takayoshi was somewhat surprised when Aoyama Xiu Xin took the hot potato willingly but agreed nonetheless.

Aoyama Xiu Xin had just given him face; he couldn’t disgrace him and was keen to see how much Aoyama Xiu Xin lived up to his reputation.

At the same time, he harbored a glimmer of hope. What if Aoyama Xiu Xin really was that formidable and actually caught the criminal?

"Hey! Please rest assured, Minister, I will not disappoint you!" Aoyama Xiu Xin promised solemnly.

"The thief is cunning and crafty, and Mr. Aoyama is new here; just do your best," Fujimoto Takayoshi said gently, patting his shoulder.

Aoyama Xiu Xin said nothing, only bowing solemnly with determination to succeed.

"Then I leave the scene to Mr. Aoyama." As soon as Fujimoto Takayoshi finished speaking, he hurried off with everyone.

Because he was also eager to visit all the local authorities, to minimize tonight’s impact.

Yamashita Kogoro looked deeply at Aoyama Xiu Xin before leaving and bowed, "I wish you success, Mr. Aoyama."

Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed silently in return.

"Police..." Nakamura Shinichi looked puzzled.

Aoyama Xiu Xin stood up slowly, straightening his suit as he explained his reasons to him.

After listening, Nakamura Shinichi was deeply moved and bowed excitedly, "It is my incompetence that has failed to capture the criminal, leading to tonight’s events, and I’m ashamed that you have to clean up my mess."

"Let’s not talk about that now." Aoyama Xiu Xin nonchalantly patted his shoulder, turned towards the seven human heads strung together, and flippantly remarked, "Don’t they look like candied hawthorns, it makes one crave."

Indeed, especially the blood that had dripped onto the ground and dried up, resembling the melted sugar on candied hawthorns that dripped and solidified again.

Nakamura Shinichi: "..."

You really have a good appetite.

"Hey!" He bowed and ran off.

Before long, Nakamura Shinichi returned sweating profusely, carrying a whole string of candied hawthorns, panting, "Here are your candied hawthorns, Chief."

"Thank you." Aoyama Xiu Xin took one, looking to the surrounding officers, "Share it among yourselves."

A little dessert after a meal would be perfect.

Everyone: "......"

Thanks, but we really don’t have the stomach for it!

But since a leader’s gift can’t be declined, all the officers had to eat the most unpalatable candied hawthorns of their lives.

Aoyama Xiu Xin licked his candied hawthorn as he climbed onto the stage and started examining the seven heads closely, "Tsk, they’re still fresh. Take the heads immediately to compare with the seven mutilated bodies to identify them. Besides, pull up the surveillance, and thoroughly investigate everyone who has had prolonged contact with the stage recently."

Imperceptibly placing seven human heads on display was no small feat; the murderer either had to do it themselves or had an accomplice among the stage construction crew. In either case, this would be the key clue to catching them.

"Additionally, the murderer likely has severe psychological problems and antisocial tendencies. Ordinary murderers tend to return to the scene of the crime, let alone a psychopath like this one. I suspect he may very well be among the crowd tonight, admiring his own masterpiece. So carefully screen every suspect in the surveillance footage!"

"I know this task will be immense, but we must do it if there’s even a sliver of possibility. Give it everything you’ve got, everyone! This is a battle—a battle for the honor and reputation of the Hokkaido Police!"

Aoyama Xiu Xin was grave and forceful.

With tens of thousands of spectators at the opening ceremony, it was an enormous task to check the surveillance footage, and they might not even spot the murderer among the multitude, but they had to search.

Besides, it wasn’t like he had to stay up all night watching the videos.

"Hi!" The chiefs of the various departments clustered around Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed in unison.

...

Elsewhere, Fujimoto Takayoshi paid a midnight visit to the hospital to see Mayor Miyashita Hidekatsu, who had regained consciousness.

"Idiot! What kind of job have you done! With so many tourists from home and abroad there, you’ve made Sapporo City lose all face! Idiot of the road!"

The moment he saw Fujimoto Takayoshi, Mayor Miyashita, leaning on the headboard and drinking water, couldn’t contain his rage and hurled the water glass at him.

"Bang!"

Fujimoto Takayoshi didn’t dodge, letting the glass smash against his forehead and blood seep out.

Mayor Miyashita hadn’t expected him not to dodge and, after a moment of shock, he snorted coldly, his presence diminishing significantly.

"Mayor Miyashita, you wouldn’t want Sapporo’s reputation to deteriorate further either!" Fujimoto Takayoshi bowed deeply, his tone utterly respectful.

Mayor Miyashita laughed bitterly in extreme anger, "What else could worsen Sapporo’s reputation more than tonight?"

"There is something. A total of 27 people have died in tonight’s stampede." Fujimoto Takayoshi said calmly.

"Damn you! What did you say!" Mayor Miyashita’s eyes widened as he jumped out of bed barefoot and rushed in front of Fujimoto Takayoshi, "How many?"

"27." Fujimoto Takayoshi repeated.

"Idiot! How could there be so many!" Mayor Miyashita was drenched in sweat, pacing back and forth, then suddenly pointed at Fujimoto Takayoshi, "It’s all your negligence!"

"Hi! We certainly bear responsibility." Fujimoto Takayoshi bowed again, then continued, "But once this news spreads, as the mayor, could you really bear no responsibility at all? After all, you were there tonight! And with the Sapporo Snow Festival being a symbol of Sapporo, the death toll from this stampede will surely make international news. Will there be as many tourists next year? The city hall’s finances and other metrics surely wouldn’t look good."

He wanted to cover up the actual casualties tonight.

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"Are you threatening me?" Mayor Miyashita frowned.

"Not at all." Fujimoto Takayoshi bowed, then raised his head, "I merely hope to be in the same boat with you."

"Speak." Mayor Miyashita snorted coldly.

"Hi!" Fujimoto Takayoshi responded, and then spoke calmly: "We will handle the victim’s families, and the final reported death toll won’t exceed three. I hope you can also maintain this narrative and put in a good word for us. After all, for such a large-scale stampede to result in only three deaths is undoubtedly the good work of our department."

"It’s the result of my effective oversight and leadership, and your proper execution," Mayor Miyashita commented lightly, sitting back down on the bed.

With the word "official," wheeled and dealed properly, what could have been a liability can be turned into an asset.

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