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In Tokyo, a criminal

Chapter 87: The father outside the Metropolitan Police Department, the real murderer who broke throu

Chapter 87: The father outside the Metropolitan Police Department, the real murderer who broke through the defense Another murder occurred in Sunset Apartments, and reporters swarmed in like sharks smelling blood. Aoyama Hidenobu explained his "copycat crime" theory to reporters, and Asai Aya returned to the Metropolitan Police Department and explained this speculation to Superintendent Hattori. Hattori agreed after hearing this, but because it was a copycat crime, it was even more evil and must be severely punished in order to deter other villains who would still have such intentions. Therefore, Asai Aya was asked to solve the case and arrest the suspect as soon as possible. Asai Aya took the opportunity to point out that Kaneshiro Heiji was involved in a bribery scandal, and Takizawa Mapura had no intention of working in the murderer department, resulting in a shortage of staff. She requested that her old subordinates Fujimoto Ryoichi and Nakamura Shinichi, who worked well with her at the Shinjuku Police Station, be transferred over as soon as possible to strengthen the force. Superintendent Hattori agreed and said that he would handle the matter as soon as possible. After all, transferring police officers from the Metropolitan Police Department was not something he could do just by stamping his stamp. When Asai Aya returned to her office, she saw Aoyama Hidenobu already waiting inside. Before he could speak, she said, "Inspector Hattori requires that the case be solved as soon as possible." "There is no surveillance and no witnesses, so it will probably take some time to solve the case. We can only identify the suspects from the surveillance cameras around the apartment." said Aoyama Hidenobu. Beigong Liangxiong had experience in destroying an apartment's surveillance camera before, so he easily took advantage of the camera before committing the crime last night. This not only made things convenient for himself, but also benefited the burglar.

"We can only take our time. It's normal for a case like this to take a year or two to investigate." Asai Aya shrugged nonchalantly, and then said, "By the way, my dad asked you to take some time today to meet him at the Shinjuku Police Station." "The world is so unpredictable. Last time we met, he called me Director, but this time I have to call him father-in-law." Aoyama Hidenobu sighed, shaking his head. What should we call each other next time? Asai Aya stretched out her hand and pushed him out, "Just go quickly, and leave this case to me." Half an hour later, after a half-month hiatus, Aoyama Hidenobu returned to the Shinjuku Police Station, where he had risen from the ashes. "Inspector Aoyama, why are you here?" "Morning, Inspector Aoyama." "Good morning, everyone. Long time no see." Aoyama Hidenobu came to Takehiko Asai's office with a smile on his face, greeting everyone and then raised his hand and knocked on the door. "Boom boom boom!" "Come in!" Aoyama Hidenobu pushed the door open, walked to the desk, bowed and said, "Father-in-law, you are looking for me." "What are you yelling at me for?" Asai Takehiko raised his head instantly, his face dark, and he banged on the table with his hand: "You and Aya are not married yet! Even if you are married, you still have to use your job title in the workplace!" "Yes! Director!" Aoyama Hidenobu replied. "Humph!" Asai Takehiko felt more and more upset as he watched Aoyama Hidenobu. He asked with a stern face, "When did you start pursuing Aya?" "Ah?" Aoyama Hidenobu looked up, with just the right amount of surprise on his face, and then said a little embarrassedly: "It was Aya who took the initiative to pursue me." He has always been quite shameless. "Huh?" Takehiko Asai couldn't believe it. He originally thought that his daughter was naive and was deceived by the cunning Hidenobu Aoyama in terms of her feelings and body. But he never expected that his daughter was the one who took the initiative. Aoyama Hidenobu took a deep breath, pursed his lips and said, "Director, you should know that I am a man who knows the times. In fact, I rejected Ling's pursuit at the beginning. After all, I am very clear about the gap between our families. We are not a good match." "But she remained true to her original intention even after being rejected by me many times. She even threatened me that if I didn't agree to be with her, she would die! She would jump off the building and commit suicide!" "I had no choice but to agree. I wanted to keep her company, but people are made of flesh and blood. During our time together, I was moved by her. In order to be worthy of her, I gained the trust and respect of Brother Xianyou and asked him to go to your house to propose marriage for me."

After hearing what Aoyama Hidenobu said, and thinking about how Asai Aya was determined to marry him last night, Asai Takehiko subconsciously believed it. He had a lot of things he wanted to say to criticize Aoyama Hidenobu, but he didn't know where to start. After all, it was his daughter who had to throw herself at him and cling to him. wrong! Takehiko Asai's eyes became sharp again. Considering Aoyama Hidenobu's scheming, he might have deliberately shown off his excellence in order to seduce Asai Aya to pursue him! If Aoyama Hidenobu knew what Asai Takehiko was thinking, he would probably vomit blood on the spot. Damn, if I took the initiative to pursue your daughter, I would be deliberately trying to curry favor with a rich and powerful man; if your daughter took the initiative to pursue me, I seduced her in order to curry favor with a rich and powerful man. So everything is my fault. In short, your daughter is a pure and flawless white lotus. "No matter who of you takes the initiative first, Aya is a very simple person. I hope you can treat her well in the future. I will give her whatever you want. But if she goes home and complains, don't blame me as a father for being rude to you." Takehiko Asai threatened with a cold face. Aoyama Hidenobu responded solemnly: "Hi!" I understand. I’m going to beat her so hard that she won’t dare go home and complain. Takehiko Asai's expression relaxed a little, and he looked at Aoyama Hidenobu who was respectful in front of him with a complicated look. Originally, he wanted to recruit Aoyama Hidenobu as his confidant to help him do things, but later he realized his dark nature and dared not use him, and wanted to keep his distance. But he never expected that, although he succeeded in keeping his distance, his daughter kept a distance from others. Now, he could trust Aoyama Hidenobu as a family member, but he could not let his family members do risky things. It can only be said that things in the world are unpredictable. "I will appease Jiro Nipei, so please don't escalate the conflict." This was the main purpose of Takehiko Asai calling Aoyama Hidenobu here today. After all, this guy is so ruthless, it would be bad if he did something out of line after being repeatedly pestered by Jiro Nipei. Aoyama Hidenobu responded obediently: "Hi!" If Jiro Nihei didn't provoke him, he naturally wouldn't take the initiative to provoke the other party and create hatred. "Okay, go away." Asai Takehiko waved his hand. Aoyama Hidenobu bowed again, "Hi!" As soon as he walked out of Takehiko Asai's office, his phone rang. He answered it casually, "Moshimoshi?" "Mr. Aoyama, I'm Yamakawa Ichijo. President Horimasa has agreed to meet you and invite you to go to Kanagawa Prefecture to take a hot spring bath this Saturday. Do you have time?" "Okay, tell President Hori Masaru that I'm looking forward to meeting him." Aoyama Hidenobu hung up the phone. When he returned to the Metropolitan Police Department, he found a crowd of people gathered at the door in a mess. He saw a man being dragged out by two policemen. The man was probably around 40 years old, unkempt and very haggard. He kept struggling and yelling while being dragged out. "Let me go! My daughter didn't commit suicide! She didn't commit suicide! Why don't you investigate!" "You are the lackeys of the rich and powerful!" "Hurry up and leave. Your daughter's death has been determined to be suicide. Stop making trouble. If you interfere with our work again, we will lock you up again!" The two policemen threw him to the ground, threatened him loudly, spat at him, and walked away without looking back. The onlookers gradually dispersed, leaving only the middle-aged man sitting on the ground, crying loudly with tears streaming down his face, holding a broken photo in his arms. Aoyama Hidenobu frowned. He was kindhearted and could not bear to see such a scene. He quickened his pace, walked around the man and entered the Metropolitan Police Department. He stopped a person who was just watching the excitement and asked, "Senior, what's going on?" "Oh, it's Aoyama-kun." The middle-aged policeman who was stopped recognized Aoyama Hidenobu, then pulled him aside and whispered, "The man just now is Inoue Miya. A month ago, he called the police and reported that his daughter Inoue Sadako was raped by her classmate Konoeto." "But after the investigation by the Sex Crime Investigation Department 2, Konoeto was not arrested due to insufficient evidence. Not long after this incident, his daughter fell from the school building and died. The Murder Department 2 intervened in the investigation and determined that it was suicide. He came to cause trouble at the time, and was detained for interfering with public affairs. He was just released the day before yesterday. I thought he had learned the rules, but I didn't expect him to come and pester me again just now." "So was his daughter raped by Konoedo, or did she commit suicide?" After listening to this, Aoyama Hidenobu asked curiously and thoughtfully.

The middle-aged policeman smiled meaningfully and did not give a direct answer. Instead, he said, "Konoe Tō's father is Konoe Yu, the deputy director of the Tokyo District Public Prosecutors Office." Aoyama Hidenobu understood what he said. He turned around to look at the man sitting on the ground and crying loudly in front of the Metropolitan Police Department, shook his head, and walked into the office building. Compared with these purebred real devils. He is considered kind because he does not use his power to oppress ordinary people. After all, he is a fake monarch. .............................. The evening news that night reported the reoccurrence of murders at Sunset Apartments, and also included an interview with Aoyama Hidenobu at the crime scene. In the video, Aoyama Hidenobu talks to the camera, "This is obviously a crime committed by someone who imitated Kitano Kyoka. In order to be able to imitate successfully, the murderer not only used the same killing method, but even placed the body in the same position as Kitano Kyoka." "He also left a note at the scene, suggesting that he was the real murderer of Mikami Masako, trying to lead public opinion to the direction that the police arrested the wrong person. I can only say that it is ridiculous. There is solid evidence that Kitano Kyoka killed Mikami Masako. The murderer's behavior is very childish..." "Crash!" Beigong Liangxiong, who was originally looking forward to watching the news, suddenly became furious. He grabbed the cup on the table and smashed it on the TV, breaking it into pieces. He shouted excitedly: "It was obviously me who killed him! You made a mistake! I didn't imitate anyone!" According to his original expectation, after this case was exposed, the police would be severely slapped in the face by him and fall into public doubts, and he would be even more feared. But no one would have expected that the arrogant Aoyama Hidenobu who arrested the wrong person would dare to say that he was a copycat criminal who imitated Kitano Kyōka to commit the crime. How hateful! This made Kitamura Ryoxiong, whose heart was already somewhat perverted and twisted, very angry and aggrieved, as if the honor that should have belonged to him was given to Kitano Kyoka by Aoyama Hidenori. "Okay, okay, wait, wait, I will use the deaths of more people to prove that I am the original one!" "Dingle bell! Dingle bell!" The rapid ringing of the phone interrupted his thoughts. "Moximoxi?" Beigong Liangxiong answered. "Beigong, a customer just called and said that the water pipe at his home was broken. Please work overtime and take the tools to fix it immediately. The address is..." "Hi! Hi! I'll be there right away." Even through the phone, Beigong Liangxiong nodded and bowed, showing his humility. He has become accustomed to his boss assigning him tasks that are not his after get off work and he dares not resist. After the section chief on the other side hung up, his facial features instantly twisted and he cursed the customer viciously, "Baga! Damn you, you're a bad guy, why did you make me work overtime so late!" He came to the address the section chief had mentioned with a rage. It was a single-family house located in Kita-Senju 5-chome, Arakawa-ku. A haggard-looking middle-aged woman opened the door for him. The first time she saw Kitamura Ryoxiong, she bowed and apologized, "I'm sorry to trouble you so late at night. Please come in." "Hi!" Beigong Liangxiong bowed in return, then changed his shoes and went into the house. He took a quick glance and saw a family photo on the entrance cabinet. In addition to the woman in front of him, there was also a handsome man and a youthful girl in the photo. The three of them were smiling happily. The middle-aged woman followed Beigong Liangxiong's line of sight and fell on the family portrait. Her eyes reddened and she pursed her dry lips and said, "That's my husband and daughter." "Are they not at home?" Beigong Liangxiong asked casually when he saw that the living room seemed empty. "My daughter...died, and my husband hasn't come back yet." The middle-aged woman took a deep breath. "Sorry, accept my condolences." Beigong Liangxiong became furious when he heard this. Looking at the trembling fingers of the woman in front of him, murderous intent and anger rose in his heart. What a damn woman. It's so late and yet I have to travel so far to work overtime. (End of this chapter)