Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 385 - 344: Speaking Frankly, The Fangs Are Finally Exposed (Requesting Monthly Votes!)_2

Chapter 385: Chapter 344: Speaking Frankly, The Fangs Are Finally Exposed (Requesting Monthly Votes!)_2

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In the blink of an eye, two days passed, and on November 23, the East Field Construction Corporation held an internal senior executive meeting to elect a new president. With the support of Yehua Yiren and Dongye Yuusei, Chiba Rikim, a dark horse, emerged victorious, catching everyone off guard.

During those same two days, Dongye Yuusei had piled up a huge debt at the casino. Blinded by his losses, he signed one IOU after another and continued to lose.

Eventually, he stopped going home altogether, eating and sleeping at the casino; when he woke up, he would continue to gamble.

Since there were no clocks in the casino, and it seemed to always be packed with people gambling, he could not distinguish between day and night, unable to feel the passage of time.

Seven days went by like this, and by noon on November 30, Dongye Yuusei was sitting in the casino manager’s office, staring blankly at the IOUs before him.

"Mr. Dongye, you are a major client, and it’s not that we don’t trust you, but the amount you owe is indeed significant. Could you at least settle half of it?"

The casino manager spoke to him politely.

"I... how could I have borrowed so much?" Dongye Yuusei asked, his voice dry and his scalp tingling.

After accounting, over the past nine days, he had cumulatively borrowed 270 million US dollars with interest from the casino.

When signing the IOUs, he hadn’t really cared about the amount on them; he just signed his name, took the chips, and thought the next round would bring his winnings back.

But he lost more with each round.

The casino manager gave a slight smile, "It’s written in black and white, very clear; you can check it."

"Can you give me some time? I need to gather it," Dongye Yuusei said, rubbing his face.

"Of course," the casino manager nodded understandingly but then added a lightly veiled threat, "We trust Mr. Dongye, and we hope you won’t let us down as it’s not a small amount. We are capable of doing anything."

Dongye Yuusei left the casino dejectedly, not even knowing how he walked out. When the sunlight hit him, he squinted instinctively.

"Yuusei, are you alright?" Suzuki Yuki asked, concerned, wrapping her arm around his.

Dongye Yuusei turned to look at her and slowly withdrew his hand, "You conspired with them against me."

As he left the casino and escaped that bewitching environment, his mind completely cleared, and he realized something was seriously wrong with the substantial sums of money he lost over the past few days.

Moreover, he had been living inside the casino for about seven to eight days, but in his memory, the casino was always packed, which was obviously not normal.

So there was only one answer.

The patrons in the casino were all fake, meant to confuse him; they were conspiring against him.

"What are you talking about, Yuusei? How could I do such a thing?" Suzuki Yuki said, somewhat irritated.

Dongye Yuusei spat out a single word, "Scram."

Suzuki Yuki angrily walked away, letting go of him.

Dongye Yuusei slowly squatted down by the roadside, reached into his pocket for a cigarette, but found none. He picked up a half-smoked cigarette butt from the ground, lit it, and held it in his mouth.

After two puffs, he tossed it back onto the roadside.

He got up, hailed a cab, and headed straight for the Police Headquarters.

Since he clearly knew he was being set up, he certainly did not want to meekly settle his debts, but to resolve this issue, seeking Aoyama Xiu Xin was undoubtedly right.

Half an hour later.

He knocked on the door of Aoyama Xiu Xin’s office.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

"Come in."

Dongye Yuusei pushed the door open.

"Mr. Dongye, where have you been all this time? I couldn’t get in touch with you. How did you end up looking like this?" Aoyama Xiu Xin, noticing who it was, put down the file in his hand and stood up in surprise.

Dongye Yuusei gave a bitter smile, staggered to the couch, and leaned his head back, looking utterly defeated as he said, "Police Chief Aoyama, I’ve been deceived."

"Deceived?" Aoyama Xiu Xin was very surprised.

"Yes, it’s also my fault. While I was grieving my father’s death and not in my right mind, they used a woman as bait to trap me..." Dongye Yuusei briefly recounted the incident, then, rubbing his face, said, "Police Chief Aoyama, you have to help me."

"This is troublesome," Aoyama Xiu Xin frowned, showing concern. "From what you’ve said, you were indeed swindled, and I believe you, but you don’t have any proof! And since those people can run such a big casino in Tokyo, they must have powerful backers."

That’s right, it is me backing them.

Pausing, he continued earnestly, "Mr. Dongye, they make their living this way. According to the rules of their world, if you couldn’t see through it beforehand, then you just have to accept the loss."

Dongye Yuusei’s expression darkened, understanding two things from Aoyama Xiu Xin’s words.

One was that the casino had powerful backers.

The other was that Aoyama Xiu Xin was unwilling to help.

The first point was the most important. If the backers behind the casino were indeed powerful, then he probably couldn’t escape paying his debt, and he didn’t dare to try evading it either.

"Then their interest rates are way too high, just a few days and it’s gone up by tens of millions of US dollars. Even robbery isn’t this blatant." Dongye Yuusei, conceding his inability to deny the debt, hoped at least to pay back only the principal.

He looked nervously at Aoyama Xiu Xin.

Afraid that he would refuse to help even with that.

Aoyama Xiu Xin pondered for a moment, then sighed helplessly and said, "I’ll talk to them for you."

"Phew—" Dongye Yuusei let out a sigh of relief, his face filled with gratitude, "Thank you, Police Chief Aoyama! I really had no other choice."

"Alright, no need to say more. I can only do my best," Aoyama Xiu Xin waved his hand.

But inwardly, he found it somewhat amusing.

He sold you out, and you’re still thanking him.

He then added, "But I think my influence can only reduce the interest. You’ll still need to repay the rest yourself. You better prepare in advance; otherwise, it’ll be me who ends up embarrassed."

"This..." Dongye Yuusei rubbed his hands nervously. Even if the interest was removed, there would still be at least two hundred million US dollars remaining. His family had just declared bankruptcy, losing a hundred million gold coins. Where could he find so much money? He cautiously asked, "Could you possibly lend me a little first?"

"How much?" Aoyama Xiu Xin asked casually.

"Two hundred million US dollars," Dongye Yuusei said.

"Mr. Dongye!" Aoyama Xiu Xin raised his voice slightly, his expression somewhat incredulous. "Do you realize how much money that is? Fine, even if I were willing to lend you the money, you would still need something for collateral."

"What do you think I can put up as collateral?" asked Dongye Yuusei, feeling genuinely grateful for Aoyama Xiu Xin, who had not outright refused to lend him such a large sum, showing deep trust.

Aoyama Xiu Xin furrowed his brow, pretending to ponder for a moment, then finally revealed his own long-hidden fangs, "Mortgage the shares of East Field Construction Corporation to me, and I’ll lend you the two hundred million for emergencies, no interest since we’re practically family."

If the debtor fails to repay on time, he had the right to dispose of the mortgaged shares.

And he believed that despite Dongye Yuusei seeming calm and rational now, he would undoubtedly continue to gamble. He would feel that he’d only lost because the casino had set him up, and changing casinos might be the solution.

That’s how gamblers are. They can’t quit.

Dongye Yuusei’s debt would only grow.

He definitely wouldn’t be able to pay him back to redeem the shares.