Chapter 14: Outside the court, I am the judge! (Seeking monthly ticket) "What does ma'am want?" Since the other party came to see him, he must have a request, Nakayama Akihiro asked directly. Nohara Ito raised her head, suppressed her hatred and anger towards the enemy who killed her husband, looked into his eyes and said, "My husband is dead. It is very likely that the Noguchi-kai did it. After all, they have been greedy and want to take over my husband's place. I need strength to avenge him, so I hope the inspector will support me and let me continue to cooperate with you in my husband's place." "Sure, I don't even need as much share, but I want the account book. As long as you give it to me, we can talk about anything." Nakayama Akihiro agreed immediately with a sincere expression. "No." Nohara Yiren shook her head. "I'm just a little girl. What if I give you the account book and you go back on your word? I need this sense of security." Nakayama Akihiro's heart was already filled with murderous intent and violence, but he appeared increasingly gentle on the surface. Just as he was about to comfort Nohara Ito with a few words, he discovered that the other person's eyes were always intentionally or unintentionally glancing at the handbag on the table. His face changed and he suddenly reached out and grabbed the bag. "What are you doing!" Nohara Ito was shocked and stood up reflexively trying to snatch the bag. Nakayama Mingyu dodged her hand, opened his handbag and looked inside. His face suddenly turned cold and he took out a working recorder from it. Nohara Iren's face was pale and bloodless. "Bitch, you cheated me? You don't even have an account book in your hand!" Nakayama Mingyu's eyes were full of violence.

He cared about the account book very much, so he was extremely angry when Nohara Ito used the account book to cheat him. Seeing that she had been discovered, Nohara Ito seemed to no longer want to pretend, her true feelings were revealed, and she gnashed her teeth with resentment and said, "You killed my husband!" "Did Aoyama Hidenori tell you?" Nakayama Akihiro pointed it out. He was tricked by this woman and was full of anger that needed to be vented. He showed a sinister smile: "So what? Do you have evidence? What they have in their hands is not even enough to investigate me. Did Aoyama Hidenori teach you to do this tonight? It's a pity that he overestimated the psychological quality of a full-time wife like you, and failed at the last minute." "Bastard! Give me back my husband's life!" Nohara Iren's defense was immediately broken. With red eyes, she cried and reached out to scratch Nakayama Akihiro's face across the table. "Get lost!" Seeing that a waiter had already noticed this, Nakayama Mingyu didn't want to entangle any more. He pushed Nohara Iren away, straightened his tie, and said with a sneer, "You should be thankful that Nohara Dong protected you very well and didn't really give you the account book. Otherwise, you should have gone down to accompany him." After saying that, he turned around and left with the recorder. Nohara Ito slowly leaned over the table and began to cry, as if blaming herself for being useless. "Ma'am, are you okay?" A waiter came over and spoke in a concerned voice. "It's okay." Nohara Ito raised her head, watched Nakayama Akihiro drive away through the glass window, wiped her tears, and raised her hand to touch her chest. There was also a recorder clipped in there. Aoyama Hidenobu had already taken into consideration her poor psychological quality, so he asked her to prepare two recorders. One was used to confuse and anger Nakayama Akihiro. The other one was used to record more important information that might be revealed by Akihiro Nakayama after he became angry. Nohara Ito picked up her bag and walked out, while calling Aoyama Hidenobu to ask him to come out and meet her. About twenty minutes later, she met Aoyama Hidenobu at the agreed park. "Mr. Aoyama." "Where's the pen?" Aoyama Hidenobu asked impatiently. Nohara Ito took out a recorder from her bag and handed it over carefully, "Here, it's recorded very clearly." "Very good, Mrs. Nohara, you are really great." Aoyama Hidenobu smiled with satisfaction. Nohara Iren's face turned red when she was praised, and she could only use the small gesture of lifting her hair to hide her inner shyness.

Aoyama Hidenobu sniffed and asked in confusion, "Madam, why is there a fragrance on this recorder? Where did you hide it?" Nohara Yiren's face turned even redder. She lowered her head, not daring to look at the other person, and scratched her toes in her high heels. She quickly changed the subject, "Will secretly recording evidence really be useful? Won't it be ruled invalid?" "Don't worry, there is such a thing as secret recording in Japan, so it is of course effective." Aoyama Hidenobu comforted him. It is effective, but Nohara Ito's recording is not enough to convict Nakayama Akihiro. But he was not at all prepared to go to court. That would be too troublesome and there would be too many variables. Either don’t do it, or do it completely! At this time, a gust of night wind blew, and the thin long skirt on Nohara Iren was blown close to her delicate body, showing the round outline of her upper body and the perfect figure of her lower body to the fullest, which was a feast for Aoyama Hidenobu's eyes. It turns out that wind can also have a shape. "Mr. Aoyama, I'll take my leave first." Nohara Yiren was almost embarrassed to death. She hurriedly bowed and saluted, blushing and covering her skirt with her hands, and hurriedly ran into the car. Aoyama Hidenobu watched him leave, then found a pay phone and called Fujimoto Ryoichi, "Prepare a clean gun, don't ask, if you want to protect your future, just do it, don't worry, I won't cheat you now." .............................. May 4th, sunny. Aoyama Hidenobu left home early in the morning and went to the police station to meet up with Asai Aya and Fujimoto Ryoichi and received a gun. "Do you really want to catch him?" Asai Aya confirmed again. Aoyama Hidenobu nodded and said, "Catch them, but don't send too many people. The three of us are enough." Seeing that she couldn't persuade him, Asai Aya could only go crazy with him. After all, she had no choice. Fujimoto Ryoichi had no choice, but he was always brave and was willing to take a chance with Aoyama Hidenobu. "Let's go." By some strange coincidence, Aoyama Hidenobu, who had the lowest position among the three, became the leader. The three men did not notify anyone, nor did they apply for an arrest warrant. They drove directly to Mingyu Nakayama's home. At 9: in the morning, Mingyu Nakayama, who was on suspension from work, was eating breakfast at home. His wife and children had all been sent to the United States, and his huge home seemed quite deserted. "Dingling bell~Dingling bell~" The doorbell rang. Nakayama Mingyu put down his knife and fork, stood up and turned on the doorbell intercom, "Moses Moses." "Section Chief Nakayama, I'm Inspector Asai from the Firearms and Ammunition Department." Asai Aya's voice came into his ears. Nakayama Mingyu chuckled, then pressed the switch and remotely controlled the gate of the villa to slowly open. Then he opened the door and sat back at the dining table to leisurely continue enjoying his breakfast. Soon, Aoyama Hidenobu took the lead and walked quickly into the house with Asai Aya and Fujimoto Ryoichi. "It's impolite not to change your shoes when visiting someone's home." Nakayama Mingyu frowned. Aoyama Hidenobu smiled and said, "But we are not here to visit today, Section Chief Nakayama. We have learned some new information about the murder of Nohara Atsushi and need your cooperation in the investigation. Please accompany us." "Baka! Who are you to talk to me?" Nakayama Akihiro slammed his knife and fork on the table and looked at Asai Aya. "It seems that Chief Asai is not very good at educating his subordinates. If you have time, you should learn more from Chief Asai."

"I don't need you, Section Chief Nakayama, to tell me how to do things. What he says is what I mean." Asai Aya had a cold face. "Heh." Nakayama Akihiro laughed meaningfully, then picked up his knife and fork again, "I have nothing to do with this case. Why do you ask me to cooperate with the investigation?" "Section Chief Nakayama, stop pretending. You were the one who killed Nohara Atsushi!" Aoyama Hidenobu shouted angrily. Nakayama Mingyu was fearless, with a mocking smile on his face, "Detective Qingshan, you have to provide evidence when you speak. Do you have any evidence? Believe it or not, I will sue you for defamation. Please don't disturb me while I'm having my meal." "You want evidence, right?" Aoyama Hidenobu also smiled, took out a recorder and started playing it. Listening to the recording, the smile on Nakayama Akihiro's face gradually froze and his expression became gloomy. Fujimoto Ryoichi and Asai Aya were both surprised and happy. They didn't expect that Aoyama Hidenobu had such a trick up his sleeve. No wonder he dared to come and arrest people today. After the recording was played, the mockery on Aoyama Hidenobu's face became more intense. "Do you have any questions now?" "Baga! Are you plotting against me?" Nakayama Akihiro was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. His breathing became rapid, and the knuckles of his hands turned white because he was holding the knife and fork with too much force. Aoyama Hidenobu just smiled and said nothing. "Ha! Hahahaha!" At this moment, Nakayama Akihiro also suddenly laughed, stood up abruptly, pointed at Aoyama Hidenobu and shouted with a ferocious face: "Don't even mention whether this recording has any legal effect. Even if it does, do you think you can convict me based on just a recording? You are so naive! You want to step on me to climb up? You are still a little naive!" "So, I never planned to go through the court conviction process. Outside the court, I am the judge." Aoyama Hidenobu pulled out a gun and pointed it at him. Nakayama Akihiro was stunned. Asai Aya and Fujimoto Ryoichi were also stunned. "Bang bang bang!" Before they could react, gunshots rang out. Nakayama Mingyu was shot three times in the chest. He staggered back a few steps and fell to the ground with a bang. He stared at the ceiling with wide eyes, his chest heaving violently, and blood kept gushing out from the bullet holes, staining his white shirt red. His eyes were full of reluctance and confusion. He never dreamed that Aoyama Hidenobu would actually shoot him to death! "You're crazy!" Asai Aya screamed and pushed Aoyama Hidenobu, screaming and shouting: "You are addicted to killing, right! Since there is evidence, you can completely control him and investigate slowly, why do you want to kill him!" "He knows why I want to kill him." Aoyama Hidenobu looked at Nakayama Akihiro and said lightly. Zhongshan Mingyu's eyes were blank at first, then he suddenly realized something, coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, and said in a staccato breath: "You...you...are so cruel." He died as soon as he finished speaking, with his eyes open. "Gun." Aoyama Hidenobu looked at Fujimoto Ryoichi. "Ah? Oh oh oh." Fujimoto Ryoichi came to his senses and took out an oil-paper bag from his arms and handed it to him. Aoyama Hidenobu put on gloves before opening the oil paper package. Inside was a black gun with a sharpened gun number and full of bullets. He bent down and put it into Nakayama Akihiro's hand. After setting up the scene, he turned to look at Asai Aya and Fujimoto Ryoichi and said, "After listening to the recording, Nakayama Akihiro resisted arrest with a gun, but I was the first to shoot him dead. The three of us are witnesses to each other." "Once he's dead, Yamamoto Hiroshi no longer has to give up himself to protect him. He will definitely change his testimony and put the blame on Nakayama Akihiro for killing Nohara Atsushi. The recording and Nohara's wife's testimony are enough to prove that he is the murderer of Nohara Atsushi, so we have no faults but merits." Asai Aya looked at the body of Nakayama Akihiro lying in a pool of blood with a dull look and did not respond. "Hi!" Fujimoto Ryoichi responded and looked at Aoyama Hidenobu with a little fear, as if he was truly getting to know this person again today.

Aoyama Hidenobu walked over and hugged Asai Aya, whispering, "You are the first to do this. Get yourself together and prepare to write a report and accept media interviews. I will tell you the reason for killing him later. He must die." (End of this chapter)