Chapter 2: The Inspector's good leadership and Hidenobu's ambition The police came quickly. We arrived at the scene in less than ten minutes. As the door of the basement was pushed open, a group of armed police officers filed in, and the leading officer was none other than Shinjuku Police Station Chief Takehiko Asai. "Director!" Aoyama Hidenobu bowed. Asai Takehiko ignored him, but quickly stepped forward and held Asai Aya's shoulders with both hands, and asked nervously and concernedly: "Aya, are you okay?" "Dad, wuwuwu..." Today's mental stress was so severe that she was about to collapse. Feeling aggrieved, Asai Aya hugged her father tightly and burst into tears. "It's okay, everything is okay." Takehiko Asai breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his daughter was not injured. He patted her back to comfort her, and then his eyes fell on Aoyama Hidenobu. Aoyama Hidenobu quickly bent his waist even lower. "Detective Aoyama, I know you." Asai Takehiko said this first, and then asked about the business, "Tell me the details of the situation." "Hi!" Aoyama Hidenobu responded, then raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Today, under the personal leadership of Inspector Asai, we found the drug-making den of the Sakura Seikai and sneaked into it to search for evidence. We never expected to be discovered by the cunning Okita Koji when we were retreating."

"Two fists are no match for four hands. Inspector Asai and I were kidnapped here by them and were about to be killed. Later, the inspector and I used the excuse of surrendering to make Okita Koji relax his vigilance, and then we seized the gun when we had the chance. In the end, we worked together to kill Okita Koji and his minions." As Aoyama Hidenobu spoke calmly, the other police officers in the basement looked at him and Asai Aya with awe and admiration. This is a situation where he was in a weak position and outnumbered by the enemy, but he managed to snatch the gun with his bare hands and kill the enemy. How amazing! Asai Aya's cheeks were burning because she didn't contribute any effort at all, but the admiring looks from other colleagues gave her a strong sense of satisfaction. Isn't this what she's always wanted? She hid in Takehiko Asai's arms, looked at Aoyama Hidenobu with complicated eyes, biting her red lips lightly and saying nothing. "Yoshi! Very good." Asai Takehiko nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Aoyama-kun, I will commend you for your achievements. It is totally outrageous for those guys in the Metropolitan Police Department to demote a talent like you." No one knows a daughter better than her father. He knows his daughter's abilities very well, so he understands that Aoyama Hidenobu is sharing the credit with Asai Aya, and he will naturally return the favor. "Aoyama doesn't dare to take credit for it. This is all due to the chief's good leadership." Aoyama Hidenobu bowed and said. He thought about it and remembered what Takehiko Asai meant by demotion. The original owner was a graduate of the University of Tokyo, passed the National Civil Service Examination Type I, and was appointed as a police inspector right after he joined the job. He served as the deputy chief of the Robbery Investigation Section 2 of the Criminal Investigation Division 1 of the Metropolitan Police Department. But at the beginning of the year, his boss put the blame for a failed arrest on him, and he was pushed out as a scapegoat. He was demoted two levels from police lieutenant to inspector general and transferred to Shinjuku Police Station as an ordinary criminal policeman. There are ten levels of police ranks in Japan. From highest to lowest, they are Superintendent General of Police, Superintendent of Police, Senior Superintendent of Police, Superintendent of Police, Inspector, Deputy Inspector of Police, Chief of Patrol, Chief Patrolman, and Patrolman. If an ordinary policeman does not graduate from a prestigious university and pass the national civil service examination, he or she will have to work for at least 20 years to be promoted to the rank of inspector general. Being demoted two levels in a row, this punishment may not seem severe, but it has actually ruined the original owner's future. After all, in Japan, if you take one step slowly, you’ll take all the steps slowly. Asai Takehiko patted Aoyama Hidenobu's shoulder with admiration and waved his hand, "Get to work." "Hi!" all the police responded in unison. After collecting evidence at the scene and returning to the police station to cooperate with the record, Aoyama Hidenobu was sent home. As for the matter of accepting media interviews and showing up, it was naturally the responsibility of Asai Aya, not his turn, because she was the leader, was young, had a father, and depended entirely on her father.

When he left the police station, he happened to see Asai Aya standing on the steps in front of the police station, surrounded by a group of reporters like the moon surrounded by stars, with a very excited look on her face. Aoyama Hidenobu chuckled, he knew that he would no longer have to worry about Asai Aya reporting him. Then he put the blood-stained black suit on his shoulders, turned around, lit a cigarette, waved to stop a taxi, and headed towards home. .............................. Hidenobu Aoyama's home is located in Shoto 1-chome, Shibuya-ku, in a small villa with its own entrance and yard. It's a villa, not a single-family house. The Aoyama family belonged to the nobility, which was the aristocratic class in Japan before World War II, and their ancestor was once an earl. Although the family business has declined like most Chinese families, a lean camel is still bigger than a horse. This small villa in Shibuya district is the ancestral property of the Aoyama family. Aoyama Hidenobu's parents died a few years ago. The current head of the family is his eldest brother, Aoyama Munemasa, who is a county councilor in Saitama Prefecture. The family lives together, but from memory, the two brothers do not have a good relationship. Because Aoyama Munemasa wanted to restore the glory of his ancestors, but Aoyama Hidenobu was a lay-back, Aoyama Munemasa looked down on him. As time went by, the conflict between the two brothers became more and more serious. In the eyes of Aoyama Munemasa, Aoyama Hidenobu was demoted and demoted, which was a shame for the family. He even beat Aoyama Hidenobu because of this, and the relationship further deteriorated. However, the original owner had a very good relationship with his sister-in-law. An image of a petite but hot young woman with a submissive personality and a gentle and pretty appearance flashed through Aoyama Hidenobu's mind. He thought to himself that anyone who had a sister-in-law like this would have a pretty good relationship with her, right? "Sir, you're here." The taxi driver's reminder interrupted Aoyama Hidenobu's daydreaming. He came back to his senses and said, "Thank you for your help." "Hi! You are so polite. Please take care." The rear door of the taxi opened automatically. Aoyama Hidenobu stepped out, straightened his white shirt, pushed open the gate and went in. He then took out his key and opened the door. "I am back." "It's Xiu Xin who's back." Along with a gentle response, a young woman in her twenties walked out of the room in small steps. The woman had her black hair tied up in a bun, revealing her beautiful swan neck. Her small, white, tender face, the size of a palm, was gentle and lovely. There was a small mole at the left corner of her mouth, and her lips were moist and tender. She was wearing a goose yellow kimono with cherry blossoms. Although she was not tall, her body proportions were very attractive. Her heavy breasts under the kimono were full and round, and they rose and fell with her steps. Aoyama Haruko, the original owner's sister-in-law, whose real name was Aizawa Haruko, changed her name to her husband's surname after marrying Aoyama Munemasa. "Ah! Blood! Hidenobu, are you hurt? How come there is so much blood!" After getting closer, Haruko Aoyama could clearly see the blood spots on Aoyama Hidenobu's shirt. She exclaimed in shock, quickened her pace and asked. Seeing that she was about to take action, Aoyama Hidenobu quickly stepped back and explained, "Wait, sister-in-law, this is all from catching criminals, it's not my own blood." "Is that so? That's good." Aoyama Haruko finally breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest gently, causing a surge of emotion, and squatted down to take out slippers for Aoyama Hidenobu, "Go take a shower and change your clothes first." "Hi! Sorry to bother you, sister-in-law." Aoyama Hidenobu lowered his head and caught a glimpse of beautiful scenery from her collar. He quickly withdrew his gaze. After all, this was not his wife, but his sister-in-law, and he had to show respect to her. More than ten minutes later, Aoyama Hidenobu finished his shower and changed into a loose black kimono with patterns. He stood in front of the mirror and turned around. He had regular facial features and was meters tall, which was rare among Japanese. He was not very strong, and there were scars on his face from being beaten, but he could feel that his physical fitness was very strong at this moment. At least I am much stronger than I was in my previous life.

Aoyama Hidenobu didn't know why this happened. He didn't want to know either, just like there was no need to ask where the chicken came from when eating it. Just lie down and enjoy the service from the other party. Why bother tracing the origin? When Aoyama Hidenobu went downstairs, he saw Aoyama Haruko kneeling on the tatami making tea. Her round peaches were lightly placed on her calves which were bent together and backwards. She had a charming figure and every movement she made while making tea was pleasing to the eye. "Sister-in-law's tea art has improved again." Aoyama Hidenobu walked over and knelt down opposite her, supporting himself with his hands on his legs and bowed slightly to her. "You, you just know how to coax me." Aoyama Haruko smiled and said angrily, "Hidenobu is so good at talking, why can't you be calm when facing your brother? After all, you are brothers after all." She has always wanted to repair the relationship between the two brothers. "Maybe I'm jealous that he married a beautiful woman like you," Aoyama Hidenobu said with a smile. Aoyama Haruko blushed slightly, rolled her eyes at him embarrassedly, and pushed a cup of hot tea in front of him with her bare hands, "I'll go cook. Our Hidenobu has worked hard today, but I have to reward you well." After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the kitchen. Aoyama Hidenobu picked up the teacup, his thoughts drifting away. In the basement in the afternoon, he actually considered killing Asai Aya to silence her, but he gave up the idea when he thought that if she died, her father would definitely investigate the matter thoroughly, which might bring about some trouble. If he keeps Asai Aya and can tie himself to this superior who is also the son of an official by killing Muto, it will be more beneficial to his future prospects. Although he made a lot of money in his previous life, he often walked by the river, living in fear and not living a stable life. So he has to change the way he lives this life. Don't live in darkness anymore. He must climb to the top step by step, grasp power openly and let everyone see him! He wants to be an official, a high-ranking official! Aoyama Hidenobu raised the teacup with a determined look in his eyes and drank it all in one gulp. His face changed drastically, "Shit, it's so hot!" (End of this chapter)