Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister-Chapter 621 - 509: Arriving at Chitose City, Appetizer, Victim (Request for Monthly Votes)

Chapter 621: Chapter 509: Arriving at Chitose City, Appetizer, Victim (Request for Monthly Votes)

The rain had lessened, and the wind had stopped.

The SUV shaking by the roadside had quieted down.

The mist on the car windows had not yet dissipated, and inside the car, the two bodies were tightly embraced, enjoying the aftermath of their frenzy, emitting long breaths.

"I’ve truly cheated now, and even my dad knows about it," Ueda Hanon murmured to herself.

Aoyama Xiu Xin brushed her hair aside and touched her flushed cheek, whispering, "You’re getting divorced anyway, it’s just a matter of completing the procedure. Don’t feel pressured, Hattori Si doesn’t deserve you."

"Would you marry me then?" Ueda Hanon asked.

Aoyama Xiu Xin replied without changing his expression, "I quite like you, even though you’re a few years older than me. You’re beautiful, have a great figure, a prominent family background, and a promising future of your own. But unfortunately, you have a daughter. Honestly, I’m not confident that I can wholeheartedly treat another man’s daughter as my own."

It’s not that I’m unwilling to take responsibility, but if you truly care about your daughter, then don’t ask me to take responsibility.

"Then never mind," Ueda Hanon had just casually asked and wasn’t really expecting Aoyama Xiu Xin to marry her. However, his words were comforting—he wasn’t shirking responsibility, but she felt it was better not to find another stepfather for her daughter.

Aoyama Xiu Xin kissed her, rubbing her cheek, "That’s right. You’ve finally regained your freedom, why let marriage bind you again? We can still have fun together without getting married."

"Hah, any decent-looking woman can play with you, can’t she? Your reputation is well-known throughout Hokkaido," Ueda Hanon rolled her eyes.

Aoyama Xiu Xin laughed heartily, unconcerned.

His reputation in Hokkaido was indeed that of a ladies’ man.

Ueda Hanon slid off him and moved back to the driver’s seat, starting to get dressed. While tying up her hair, she asked, "How come the person you called to send a car hasn’t arrived?"

It had already been more than half an hour.

"I’ll check," Aoyama Xiu Xin pretended to make a phone call, and moments later said, "The person sending the car had an accident. Never mind, the rain has lessened, I’ll go down and see what’s wrong, see if I can fix it myself."

As he finished speaking, he began to dress and went to the front of the car to open the hood.

After reconnecting a wire he had pulled out, he closed the hood, got back into the car, and said, "Try starting the car now."

While pulling up her trousers, Ueda Hanon freed one hand to turn the key, and this time the engine successfully started.

"There, if I had known it was a minor issue, we wouldn’t have had to wait here so long," Ueda Hanon first laughed, then spoke helplessly.

Aoyama Xiu Xin smiled ambiguously, "I think it was good, otherwise, how could I have gotten you?"

The experience with a female officer and a female soldier was indeed different.

In terms of status, it provided him with a strong sense of gratification.

Should Ueda Hanon be promoted to general before she turned forty, he’d enjoy playing the role of being with a general.

Don’t ask why before forty, because after forty, women fade, and even if they maintain themselves well and have status, he wouldn’t be interested.

"Hmph!" Ueda Hanon snorted and stepped on the accelerator, the car wheels splashing through water as they sped away.

By the time they reached Chitose City, the rain had completely stopped.

Fushan Yingzhao personally came out to greet them.

"Hahaha, Mr. Aoyama, long time no see."

From afar, Fushan Yingzhao approached.

"Mr. Fushan, long time no see." Aoyama Xiu Xin also smiled, moving forward to embrace him and said, "I’m going to need your help this time."

"Tanks, cannon shells, guns, all ready to go, no trouble at all," Fushan Yingzhao laughed it off, releasing him and looking towards the radiant Ueda Hanon, "Hanon, you look more vibrant than ever."

"Hi! Thank you, Uncle Fushan, I’ve been in a good mood lately," Ueda Hanon smiled and responded.

"Let’s go inside to talk," Fushan Yingzhao didn’t introduce the person behind him to Aoyama Xiu Xin, but slung his arm around his shoulder as they walked inside, winking and saying, "Driving tanks is physically demanding, and the tank you’re going to drive is especially so. But it’s still a while till mealtime, so let’s warm up with some small stuff first and then rest up after eating and drinking before we take on the big task of the tank."

"Whatever you arrange is fine by me!" Aoyama Xiu Xin amiably replied.

Fushan Yingzhao led him to a shooting range where various firearms had already been set up.

Mainly various light and heavy machine guns.

"Mr. Aoyama also makes his living with guns, if the police have it, I can’t be outdone. You haven’t tried this one," Fushan Yingzhao patted a heavy machine gun with a long barrel and introduced with a smile, "The M2 Browning heavy machine gun, firing rate of 1200 rounds per minute, shooting distance up to 2500 meters, debuted in 1921 and has been in service for half a century, its performance tested by time. And of course,现在的M2 the modern M2 has been modified to be even steadier. How about giving it a try?"

"That thing, doesn’t it turn a person into a mix of blue and purple patches?" Aoyama Xiu Xin joked.

Ueda Hanon laughed, "Not blue and purple patches, but definitely scattered pieces."

Everyone around laughed.

Aoyama Xiu Xin pulled the trigger, the muzzle trembling and throwing off sparks, bullets pouring out like a fire dragon, accompanying the thunderous roar like autumn winds sweeping fallen leaves and relentlessly shredding the distant targets.

After emptying a magazine in a single breath, Aoyama Xiu Xin reluctantly said, "Too bad the target isn’t a live person."

The crowd: "......"

"You’re not even human, you’re a living King Yan!"

Aoyama Xiu Xin had already begun to fantasize about mounting this thing on armored vehicles, using it to clean up those stubborn militants who opposed his rule.

Machine guns would make all the rebels shut up.

"Try this one next, it packs more power..." Fushan Yingzhao introduced the next weapon.

Throughout the morning, Aoyama Xiu Xin had tried all the active light and heavy machine guns and self-propelled artillery of the Land Guard.

Really, it was a physically demanding job, and even with his physique, he could feel the fatigue.

Seeing that it was mealtime, a subordinate came to report that the food was ready, and Fushan Yingzhao then called off the morning’s activities, "Let’s go have lunch first, eat well, and in the afternoon we will play with the tank Mr. Aoyama is looking forward to."

He leaned close to Aoyama Xiu Xin’s ear and meaningfully whispered, "I specially had two outstanding-looking, petite, and graceful female tank soldiers trained overnight just for you, to ensure your satisfaction."

Female tank soldiers were rare and beautiful ones even rarer, so Fushan Yingzhao had transported two female soldiers from other units and trained them to be tank operators.

Today, they were specifically used to please Aoyama Xiu Xin.

That’s the beauty of power, today’s events, as long as no evidence or photos leaked out, who outside would imagine such absurd things happening in the Land Guard?

"Hahahaha!" Aoyama Xiu Xin laughed heartily, "You’ve really gone through the trouble for me, Mr. Fushan."

.........

After the rain, the sky cleared.

The gloomy morning sky had been replaced by a scorching sun by noon, and the temperature had risen swiftly.

Nakamura Shinichi entered a convenience store, bought a pack of cigarettes, and asked the cashier, "Is Ozawa Youko here?"

"Eh Youko, someone is looking for you," the cashier looked at Nakamura Shinichi and shouted aloud.

"Hi!" Soon after, a young woman dressed in the convenience store uniform emerged from behind the shelves in the corner, looking puzzled, and bowed to Nakamura Shinichi, "May I help you with something?"

Nakamura Shinichi also sized up the woman in front of him.

In her twenties, with fair skin, even the unflattering convenience store uniform could not conceal her natural beauty and shapely figure.

"Could we go outside to talk? Just so we don’t bother the customers," Nakamura Shinichi invited with a smile.

Ozawa Youko hesitated, then nodded her head.

Then the two made their way to a nearby alley.

Nakamura Shinichi fiddled with his lighter, looked at her, and spoke slowly, "Do you remember Fujino Norihiko?"

Ozawa Youko’s face turned pale immediately; those frightening memories surfaced, and she said in panic, "If there’s nothing else, I need to leave."

Finishing her words, she bowed her head and hurried off.

"Don’t you want to get your revenge?" Nakamura Shinichi turned to look at her retreating figure, then added, "If you leave now, you’ll miss the only chance you have in your lifetime to get back at him."

Ozawa Youko’s steps halted, and she slowly turned around, her eyes red, and asked, "Who are you?"

"Police," Nakamura Shinichi showed his badge. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

Ozawa Youko was taken aback for a moment, then let out a sardonic laugh, "Fujino Norihiko is a cop too."

"He’s a bad cop," Nakamura Shinichi said.

"And you’re a good cop?"

Nakamura Shinichi paused for a moment before replying, "To you, I believe I might be."

"Do you hate him and want to use me?" Ozawa Youko wasn’t naive, guessing his motives.

Nakamura Shinichi countered, "Does it matter? I just want to know if you want revenge. If not, I will find someone else. He has wronged many people."

"Yes! Of course, I do! I still dream repeatedly about that night’s ordeal. I dream about killing him!" Ozawa Youko said through her tears.

Two years ago, she had just started her freshman year in college. As a dance student, to alleviate her family’s financial burden, she worked part-time in a high-end Izakaya after class, providing song and dance performances for customers.

Those who could afford to be there were, at least on the surface, well-dressed, and no one had demeaned her— a performer— to take advantage of her.

Until she served Fujino Norihiko.

After the performance, Fujino Norihiko had called her aside alone, saying he wanted to tip her. But after the other performers left, his true nature came out. He ordered his subordinates to guard the door and raped her in the private room.

She reported to the police immediately, but the police were slow to handle the case, forcing her into settlement. When she refused, the college threatened to expel her, and her family faced dismissals.

The whole world pushed her towards a settlement. With no other choice, she compromised, settled, and withdrew from college.

"If you want revenge, then listen to me."

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