Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister-Chapter 590 - 486: The Mastermind Behind the Scenes, The Ashtray Takes Another Head

Because when they moved to Hokkaido, they left two people to look after the house, the cleanliness inside was very well maintained.

The living room was spotless, and Aoyama Xiu Xin sat alone on the sofa in silence, a cup of tea in front of him on the coffee table, still gently steaming.

Although it used to be only him and his sister-in-law living in the house, he had never felt it to be empty and bleak, but now he did.

When Yamakawa Ichiro arrived at the Aoyama family’s house with Tang Siqian, the main door of the villa wasn’t closed, but he still stood outside and knocked, "Mr. Aoyama, I’ve brought the person."

Hearing the words "Aoyama," Tang Siqian, who had his hands tied and mouth sealed, broke out in a cold sweat on his forehead.

"Come in," Aoyama Xiu Xin said indifferently.

"Hi!" Yamakawa Ichiro responded, then removed his shoes at the entrance and instructed his underlings to do the same for Tang Siqian before dragging him inside.

Approaching Aoyama Xiu Xin, Yamakawa Ichiro bowed respectfully, then turned and kicked Tang Siqian in the knee; two underlings pushed him down in coordination, and Tang Siqian fell to the ground with a thud.

"wooo wooo wooo!"

Unable to speak with his mouth sealed, his muffled sounds reflected sheer panic as he stared at Aoyama Xiu Xin, shaking his head incessantly, his eyes filled with pleading.

"What are you afraid of? Or do I look very scary?" Aoyama Xiu Xin, sitting on the sofa, leaned slightly forward and asked seriously.

The expression on Tang Siqian’s face suddenly froze.

Playing with a luxury watch on his wrist, Aoyama Xiu Xin spoke calmly in Chinese, "Mr. Tang, in your China, there is an old saying, ’If you have a clear conscience, you have nothing to fear from ghosts knocking at your door.’ I haven’t even said why I asked you to come, and you are already scared like this, desperately pleading with your eyes. This indicates you have a guilty conscience! Good, so the answer to my first question is clear without even asking."

"Let’s move on to the second question. Please tell me, Mr. Tang, who is the employer who hired someone to kill me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yamakawa Ichiro ripped off the tape from Tang Siqian’s mouth, tearing off some whiskers in the process, causing Tang Siqian to scream in agony and repeatedly knock his head on the floor begging for mercy, "Please, Chief of Police Aoyama, spare me, I beg of you!"

Knowing that he was to meet Aoyama Xiu Xin, he realized the plot had been uncovered. Despite not knowing the reasons, his only choice was to beg for mercy as if pounding garlic.

Although he knew the hope was faint, he had no idea what else he could do.

"Idiot!" Aoyama Xiu Xin suddenly raised his voice and cursed sharply in fluent Japanese. Then he switched back to Chinese, "You damned fool, can’t you understand what I am saying? Tell me, who is the employer?"

"I can’t say, I can’t say," Tang Siqian cried with a desperate face, shaking his head like a rattle drum. "Please, Chief, spare me! I am just a middleman, it’s all business, I bear no grudge against you, why make trouble with me!"

"You’re right, it’s all business, and indeed we bear no grudge against each other," Aoyama Xiu Xin nodded in agreement with his pleas but then his tone turned cold as he said, "However, by not telling me who my enemy is, you’ve decided to take the fall for them. If I don’t settle this with you, who else can I turn to?"

"But I... I really can’t tell!" Tang Siqian was terrified but still refused to confess.

"I have no intention of troubling you, a businessman," Aoyama Xiu Xin spoke calmly, "but since you insist on making things difficult for me, if I can’t find my enemy, I might as well take out my anger on you. Alright, Mr. Yamakawa, take him away, throw him into the meat grinder and turn him into mush to feed pigs."

With that said, he closed his eyes to rest.

"Hi!" Yamakawa Ichiro immediately waved his hand.

Two underlings immediately hoisted Tang Siqian up, one on each side, and began to drag him away.

"No! Don’t! Please!" Tang Siqian screamed in terror, kicking and struggling until, about to be dragged out of the door, he finally howled, "I’ll talk! I’ll tell you!"

"Stop," Aoyama Xiu Xin opened his eyes.

The two underlings dragged Tang Siqian back in front of the coffee table. By now, his trousers were soaked through.

A pungent smell of urine wafted through the air.

It seemed he was a bit heated.

"Suzuki Jiro! It was Suzuki Jiro! He approached me twice before for jobs, and he contacted me by phone this time. It has nothing to do with me, really nothing at all," Tang Siqian collapsed to the floor, spilling the beans and sobbing uncontrollably.

He knew about Suzuki Jiro’s identity, which is why he was initially afraid to speak out for fear of retaliation from the Suzuki family.

Hearing the name Suzuki Jiro, Aoyama Xiu Xin was stunned for a moment, his expression odd, his first thought incomprehensible: Had Suzuki Jiro gone mad?

Could it be that the bastard actually believed in true love even in an affair?

But soon, he came to a realization.

The most unpredictable thing in the world is emotions; if Suzuki Jiro really considered Yoshino Hazuki his true love, then it would be normal for him to do something outrageous after her death.

Aoyama Xiu Xin hadn’t been very angry about someone wanting to kill him, always treating the incident with an unconcerned attitude.

After all, brothers who often kill know that it’s normal to be killed one day.

But now, knowing the reason, rage uncontrollably surged to the top of his head. If he were to die because of a lover seeking revenge for his adulterous woman, how utterly frustrating would that be?

Taking a deep breath, Aoyama Xiu Xin got up, walked over to the wailing Tang Siqian and patted him on the shoulder, soothingly said, "There, there, stop crying now. I know it’s not your fault, Mr. Tang. I forgive you."

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