Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 238 - 231: This is my Freedom! What do I care about the deluge after death?

Chapter 238: Chapter 231: This is my Freedom! What do I care about the deluge after death?

A new day dawned, and the fervor surrounding the human trafficking case showed no signs of waning, with many media outlets still closely following the story.

Sunrise Pier, a ferry terminal.

But today, a luxurious yacht stood moored there, four stories high and over a hundred meters long, resembling a movable palace. Pure white in color, it exuded an air of elegance, bathed in a rosy glow from the rising sun that reflected off the undulating azure waves.

"Police Chief Aoyama, how do you like it? This is my ’Freedom’." Cui Guiwen, supported by Tangong Huizi, pointed proudly at the yacht.

Aoyama Xiu Xin corrected him, "Chairman Cui, let’s be precise in our language. It’s now my ’Freedom’."

Cui Guiwen’s smile stiffened abruptly, his lips quivering a few times before falling silent, wordless. His heart ached!

"Let’s take a look inside, shall we? Chairman, please show Mr. Aoyama around," Tangong Huizi said with a beaming smile.

Aoyama Xiu Xin strode confidently up onto the yacht.

"Good morning, welcome aboard the ’Freedom’!"

A middle-aged man wearing a wide-brimmed hat, accompanied by ten, slender, beautiful young women dressed in uniform with black stockings, greeted them with a bow on deck.

"Police Chief Aoyama, these are the crew members of the yacht. They provide services including sailing, catering, and massage. Of course, they all used to serve me, but you’re also free to replace them."

"The first floor is the base of the ship, mainly for storage, various facilities, and crew quarters; the second floor is the living area; the third floor is the entertainment and leisure area with an outdoor swimming pool, outdoor bar, gym, movie room, massage room, and so on; the fourth floor is the observation deck..."

Cui Guiwen described every corner of the yacht with the familiarity of an old lover, his heart bleeding as if he were handing over a beloved wife to another man and having to point out where she was most sensitive, what positions would make her scream louder... What torture!

"How is such a large ship usually stored?" Aoyama Xiu Xin stood on the observation deck, gazing at the distant sea horizon without turning his head.

"The captain replied, "Sir, it is usually moored in a private berth in Tokyo Bay for maintenance. I will sail it to pick you up wherever you are."

"That won’t be possible, you’re fired," Aoyama Xiu Xin declared as he finished his sentence, pointing at the ten young women, "You too. As for severance and wages, go see your former boss."

Men on his yacht? Unacceptable.

He had to find a new, beautiful female captain!

And those ten girls, although pretty, he certainly did not want to travel the same paths as Cui Guiwen.

"Hey!" The dismissed crew were not panicked; they had been prepared and, being skilled in their field, they were not short of job prospects.

Cui Guiwen, reluctant to leave, caressed the railing of the observation deck, advising, "Police Chief Aoyama, yachts are delicate. You must maintain it regularly, and make sure to instruct any new staff to be cautious and avoid damaging the facilities..."

"Chairman Cui, this is my ship!" Aoyama Xiu Xin interrupted him, and chuckled, "Even if I ride a motorcycle on it, that’s my business, OK?"

There was something amusing about wresting someone’s cherished possession from their hands and then treating it brutally in front of them.

That’s why he enjoyed the plight of his victims.

Cui Guiwen’s mouth twitched as he nodded.

"Alright, now please leave my vessel, Chairman Cui. I’d like to spend some time alone with my new toy," Aoyama Xiu Xin politely suggested.

Cui Guiwen hesitated, sighing deeply before finally stammering off the yacht with Tangong Huizi’s assistance and looking back just once before getting into the car.

Aoyama Xiu Xin phoned Yehua Yiren.

To hire a new yacht service team.

All women, and they had to be attractive, and flirty.

Hardly back at Police Headquarters and immersed in work, he received a call from Yagyu Tomon, informing him that Yagyu Yuichiro had learned the truth about the human trafficking case and was inviting him to the Yagyu residence that evening to express his thanks in person.

Aoyama Xiu Xin naturally accepted the invitation right away.

But he did wonder how Yuichiro came to know the truth since he hadn’t arranged for the message to be "accidentally" leaked to let Yuichiro know he owed a great debt to the Yagyus.

Even if Tomon wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed, he wouldn’t expose himself like that.

Nevertheless, now that Yuichiro knew, it spared Aoyama Xiu Xin the effort.

"Knock, knock, knock!" The sound of knocking arose.

"Come in," Aoyama Xiu Xin called out.

Asai Ayumi, in uniform, came in, closed the door behind her, and asked with curiosity as she walked toward Aoyama Xiu Xin, "How did you do it? Iihara Nishi is like a changed person, so attentive and caring to my brother, even running off to Kanagawa Prefecture to see him."

She couldn’t help but be curious; just a few days ago, Nishi still insisted on guarding her true love, unwilling to marry Asai Zexi, and now she was acting possessed.

Aoyama Xiu Xin gestured for her to come closer.

They were an old married couple, knowing each other’s strengths and weaknesses; thus, Asai Ayumi didn’t feel embarrassed and naturally sat in his lap.

She wasn’t wearing a skirt today but black wide-leg pants. As she sat down, the thin fabric immediately stretched taut over her plump thighs and curvaceous hips, delineating a stunning curve.

Her pant legs rode up, revealing her lower legs and ankles enveloped in black stockings—a practice Aoyama Xiu Xin had taught her; now she was used to it.

Aoyama Xiu Xin hugged her and rested his chin on her shoulder, "I’ve always had a way with women."

"You... What did you do to her?" Asai Ayumi’s face changed instantly, and she turned to him with a mix of shock and anger for an explanation.

Aoyama Xiu Xin’s face darkened, "Do you really see me as someone who can’t control his urges?"

Sigh, his fiancée had a misunderstanding about his character.

"Then how did you get her to change her mind so quickly?" Asai Ayumi breathed a sigh of relief, but it was replaced with more confusion. She knew well enough that Aoyama Xiu Xin had a potent weapon at his disposal. If he didn’t convince Nishi through intimacy, then how else did he persuade her?

Aoyama Xiu Xin lovingly caressed her cheek and began to unbutton her uniform, speaking indistinctly, "I expelled her boyfriend from the country. She hates me, you see. She wants your brother to fall for her, then drive a wedge between you and me, making me regret having arranged this marriage."

Thinking about it, the poor older brother-in-law’s wife only loved him out of hatred for another man.

"Change positions," Aoyama Xiu Xin instructed.

Asai Ayumi rolled her eyes at him, then switched to sitting face-to-face on his lap, blushing as she followed his lead, and anxiously said, "If she really succeeds, won’t you and your brother become enemies?"

"Your brother is no fool, he’s just using her as a tool," Aoyama Xiu Xin’s voice was muffled and unclear.

Indeed, the saying ’one should not speak while eating’ had its merits.

The foods he had loved as a child, he still enjoyed as an adult. His original affections remained unchanged. Despite weathering countless storms, he returned still a youth at heart, oh the innocence of a child!

Asai Ayumi, however, remained worried. With a lost look in her eyes, she wrapped her arms around his head and breathed heavily, "Feelings are the most mysterious thing. Iihara Nishi is beautiful and has a hot figure. If she continues being nice to my brother, even a stone would get warmed up."

"If that’s the case, it just shows your brother isn’t very accomplished and isn’t worth much. Let him change sides if he will," Aoyama Xiu Xin was as honest as ever.

Asai Ayumi, annoyed, pinched him hard several times.

"That’s my own brother."

"I am your husband."

"It seems I need to keep an eye on her to avoid any family conflicts," Asai Ayumi muttered to herself.

Conflicts between daughters-in-law and mothers-in-law have existed since ancient times.

A tiger does not eat its cubs, but a tigress is an exception.

Asai Ayumi had consumed children today, and as she left, she was still wiping her mouth, looking unsatisfied and scary.

...

Tonight’s sky was clear with few stars, a good time for a visit.

It was past seven in the evening.

Aoyama Xiu Xin arrived alone at the Yagyu residence.

"Welcome, Police Chief Aoyama."

The door was opened by Yagyu Yuichiro’s wife.

"Sorry to intrude. Just a small token of appreciation, some tea leaves from China. Please accept it," Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed slightly, handing over the present.

"Hi!" Mrs. Yagyu accepted the tea leaves and handed them to the maid behind her, then stepped aside with a smile, "Police Chief Aoyama, please come in and have a seat."

Aoyama Xiu Xin nodded and entered after removing his shoes.

"Police Chief Aoyama, welcome, welcome."

Yagyu Yuichiro, who had been sitting on the sofa, cheerfully stood up to greet him, and both Yagyu Tomon and Yagyu Bingyong also bowed slightly to welcome Aoyama Xiu Xin.

"General Yagyu, I have long admired your reputation. To meet you in person today is indeed a fortune for Xiu Xin," Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed slightly, clasping the other’s hand.

"I have also heard much about you, Police Chief Aoyama, a pillar of our nation," Yagyu Yuichiro smiled slightly and released his hand, then pointing to the side, he introduced, "This is my eldest son, Yagyu Bingyong."

"Mr. Aoyama," Yagyu Bingyong extended his hand.

Aoyama Xiu Xin grasped it and said with a smile, "Tomon-san and I hit it off like old friends, close as brothers, and since you are a few years my senior, I will take the liberty to call you Bingyong-brother."

Upon hearing Aoyama Xiu Xin mention himself, Yagyu Tomon instinctively puffed up his chest, but, bruised and swollen, he looked even more absurd.

Aoyama Xiu Xin had noticed the injuries on his face the moment he entered and guessed they were the result of familial love and discipline, thus he directly overlooked them without asking further.

"This is an honor for me," Yagyu Bingyong forced a stiff smile on his dark face.

Yagyu Yuichiro said helplessly, "Bingyong just has this personality, not prone to laughter from a young age, it’s nothing personal. Please, Police Chief Aoyama, don’t overthink it."

"Understood, understood. Bingyong-brother has a natural military man’s stern image," Aoyama Xiu Xin nodded.

After dinner, Yagyu Yuichiro invited Aoyama Xiu Xin to his study, where he bowed deeply the moment they entered.

"What is this about, General Yagyu? You fluster me!" exclaimed Aoyama Xiu Xin in shock.

Yagyu Yuichiro exhaled, "Police Chief Aoyama, you deserve this gesture. We owe you for helping with that good-for-nothing Tomon. Otherwise, our entire family could have been implicated. The Yagyu family will forever remember this favor."

"General, you are too kind. I have always had great admiration for the military, and I was unwilling to see a man who served the country faithfully have his reputation tarnished in his later years," sighed Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Yagyu Yuichiro invited him to sit and then let out a sigh, "Though you, Police Chief Aoyama, have already helped our Yagyu family greatly, there is another matter for which I cannot think of anyone more suitable than you to resolve. Therefore, I must shamelessly implore you to lend us a helping hand again and see the rescue through to the end."

"Please, General, speak. If I can be of help, I will not refuse," Aoyama Xiu Xin said uprightly.

Yagyu Yuichiro passed him a cigarette, then lit one for himself, walked over to the desk, took the threatening letter looking grave, and handed it to Aoyama Xiu Xin.

"I would like to ask for Police Chief Aoyama’s help to completely eliminate this problem. Thank you in advance. Regardless of success or failure, the friendship between the Yagyu family and Police Chief Aoyama will be stronger than diamonds and will never deteriorate."

Seeing the photos and the letter, Aoyama Xiu Xin finally understood how Yagyu Yuichiro had come to know the truth.

Of course, he was willing to help.

Given Yagyu Yuichiro’s experience and age, he could naturally become the Staff Chief of the Maritime Self-Defense Force.

With this matter, their relationship would only deepen. He would use the Yagyu family, influencing the Maritime Self-Defense Force through continued advantages, to eventually take complete control.

Aoyama Xiu Xin knew his own limitations; someone like him, who coveted personal power without caring for the nation’s interest or truly having the ability to govern, would certainly face opposition from the Awakeners if he were to hold power for too long.

"Who the hell would let him be the emperor then?"

First, let’s see if the fleet would agree.

And the consequences?

If there was a possibility of losing power while he was still alive, did the country still need peace?

After all, having lived two lifetimes, he’d have no regrets in death.

As for what happens after his death, why should he worry about the flooding waters then?