Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 637 - 522: Waiting for the Right Moment! The First Batch of Goods from Titan Gang has Arrived

Chapter 637: Chapter 522: Waiting for the Right Moment! The First Batch of Goods from Titan Gang has Arrived

"Beast! He’s an absolute beast!"

That night in his home office, as Aoyama Xiu Xin watched the surveillance video of Ishida Koyun assaulting Sakurai Riri, he spat out these words from the bottom of his heart, cursing continuously.

It was something monstrous enough to make a beast curse another beast.

One could imagine just how beastly Ishida Koyun was.

"Minister, he admitted to killing Sakurai Riri’s brother. Moreover, just by exposing his assault on a person with cognitive disabilities, it would be enough to give him a taste of his own medicine," Mikuriya Shouta said viciously.

He, too, couldn’t stand such atrocities.

Ishida Koyun portrayed himself as a modest gentleman outwardly, showing great care for his subordinates and diligent in his work; yet behind their backs, he murdered a brother-in-arms and assaulted the brother’s intellectually disabled sister.

Not even a beast would commit such acts.

At first, he even thought Ishida Koyun was acting out of guilt, which was why over the years he had financed Sakurai Riri’s stay in a mental hospital and often visited to confide in her, using her as his harbor.

It turned out he did confide and indeed treated her as a harbor, and also as a weapon.

Aoyama Xiu Xin took a deep breath, turned off the video, and suppressed his rage before saying, "Hold fire for now; it’s not the right time to strike him. Let him run wild for a couple more days. He will pay the price."

The knives to use on Ishida Koyun and Fujino Norihiko were now in their possession; when to strike them depended on when Kudou Tatsuo would make his move on Kudou Misaki.

But that green turtle seemed to have made no moves.

It looked like some pressure needed to be applied.

"Hey!" Although Mikuriya Shouta was curious about what Aoyama Xiu Xin was waiting for, he didn’t ask any more.

Because he felt the Minister was playing a big game.

Mikuriya Shouta had come overnight, and Aoyama Xiu Xin waved his hand, saying, "Go back and rest early."

"Hey!" Mikuriya Shouta immediately turned to leave.

Aoyama Xiu Xin locked away the video tapes of Ishida Koyun and Fujino Norihiko together, left the study, and headed downstairs. He saw his sister-in-law’s cheeks were flushed and asked in puzzlement, "Sister-in-law, are you feeling hot?"

Although the weather was indeed hot.

But it was clearly cool inside the house.

"No... Not really?" Aoyama Haruko shook her head, her gaze towards Aoyama Xiu Xin a bit strange.

Why are your cheeks as red as a boiling teapot! Aoyama Xiu Xin touched his face, "What’s the matter? Is there something dirty?"

"Xiu Xin, were you... were you watching those kinds of movies in your study? I heard it when I was about to bring you some fruit," Aoyama Haruko said hesitantly.

Aoyama Xiu Xin was speechless, then smiled helplessly as he walked over and wrapped an arm around her to explain, "What are you thinking? We were looking at evidence, a video of a criminal raping a victim, which will later be used in court."

"Ah! Oh, I see," Aoyama Haruko’s face flushed red as she nodded repeatedly; she had thought that Aoyama Xiu Xin was tired of women and wanted to exploit his male subordinate, and she was prepared to correct his crooked thoughts.

Aoyama Xiu Xin chuckled, "Besides, I never watch others’ work; I only watch my own."

He was all for self-production and self-sale.

And those films’ female leads weren’t as pretty as his playthings, nor were the male leads as handsome as him.

Unwatchable, completely unwatchable.

"Pah." Aoyama Haruko spat softly; his preferences were too much, considering she was pregnant but still had to join Aoyama Xiu Xin in making a small film.

Yet she couldn’t really refuse him.

Aoyama Xiu Xin touched her round belly and said, "If our son decides to be an actor, he’d technically start his career as a child star, starring in movies with his parents even before he was born."

Wouldn’t that be considered a family movie too?

"Cut it out." Aoyama Haruko was embarrassingly shy by his comment, pinched Aoyama Xiu Xin and then asked, "Didn’t you say you wanted him to go into politics?"

"Being an actor can lead to politics too, and even become a president," Aoyama Xiu Xin declared confidently.

Aoyama Haruko naturally didn’t believe him.

Aoyama Xiu Xin didn’t blame her; after all, people in this era weren’t fortunate enough to witness Ze Sheng traveling the world while remotely commanding armies.

That was... beyond words.

.........

At the same time.

Ishikari City, Ishikari Bay New Port.

Ishikari City, one of Sapporo’s most important satellite cities, lies just twenty kilometers from Sapporo, and Ishikari Bay New Port is an important port in Hokkaido.

Since ships began their voyages in 1982, it has become a major logistics hub in Hokkaido.

Under the cover of night, the harbor was silent, except for the waves continuously crashing against the docks.

At the container terminal, four figures sneakily moved about with flashlights, seeking the container marked with the target number. Among them were Jack from New York’s Titan Gang and his two subordinates.

The guide was a Japanese American, also a member of the Titan Gang. The Titan Gang had transported the first batch of guns from the United States as a test run in containers, and the cargo ship had just docked that afternoon.

They were here to unload tonight.

"Found it, it’s this container."

The Japanese American stopped in front of a container.

Then the three of them opened the container, which was filled with wooden crates labeled as agricultural products.

However, several of the crates bore inconspicuous marks; the Japanese American climbed up and quickly located those crates with a flashlight.

Prying open one of the crates and lifting the top layer of soybeans used as camouflage, underneath were several pistols wrapped in oiled paper, gleaming brightly.

The other separately found crates also contained guns and bullets, mainly pistols.

As the Titan Gang had analyzed that pistols would sell better in Japan, this first test batch delivered five hundred pistols, while powerful weapons like rifles and submachine guns amounted to just over a hundred.

"Get a truck here right away," Jack ordered.

The truck for hauling was already waiting outside the dock.

During this waiting time, the Titan Gang’s advance team had already arrived and were not short of manpower.

Jack instructed his men to transport the goods to a warehouse that Nozaki Cangjian had previously arranged for help, then called Nozaki, "Nozaki, the first batch of goods has arrived."

Being unfamiliar with Hokkaido, opening up sales channels naturally fell to Nozaki Cangjian.

They were only responsible for supplying and providing protection.

"Yoshi, has it finally arrived? I can’t wait to make a big move!" Nozaki Cangjian responded excitedly, then asked, "How many are in this batch? I’ll see who to contact."

"Five hundred pistols, fifty rifles, fifty submachine guns, thirty thousand rounds of various bullets," Jack provided precise numbers and added, "Didn’t you say it’s well-received here? You even mentioned a scarcity of guns, the profit margin can be lowered, but this batch must be sold within a month, then my boss will recognize the market value here and increase investment."

"No, no, no," Nozaki Cangjian repeatedly said NO in a seemingly nonchalant tone.

Jack furrowed his brows, hesitantly saying, "At most two months, otherwise we’ll abandon the Japanese market."

He had thought it impossible to sell out in one month.

"My point is, two months is too long, even one month is too long," Nozaki affirmed confidently, "Jack, you underestimate the potential of the Japanese market and my connections; one week, I can clear this batch in one week."

"You’re not joking, are you?" Jack’s first reaction was disbelief; even in the gun-infested United States, these firearms wouldn’t sell out in a week.

Nozaki laughed, "You can take it as a joke, at least for now, after all, I haven’t yet placed stacks of cash in front of you."

"Alright, then I’m looking forward to your surprise." Realizing Nozaki wasn’t joking, Jack became expectant.

If he could indeed prove and explore the Japanese market successfully, the business here would naturally fall to him as the merit-maker, instantly elevating his status in the gang.

Though he had only recently arrived in Japan, he had grown to like it here; his skin color had subjected him to discrimination in the United States, but it was completely different here.

"Let’s wait and see, my friend, Nozaki never lets friends down," Nozaki chuckled and then hung up, immediately making a call to Aoyama Xiu Xin, "Minister, this is Nozaki."

"Every time Nozaki calls me, it’s always good news, what’s the good news this time?" Aoyama Xiu Xin was delighted to receive Nozaki’s call.

As he had said, this ace undercover agent always brought him new merits with each call.

"The Titan Gang’s first batch of goods has arrived, totaling five hundred pistols, fifty rifles, fifty submachine guns, thirty thousand bullets, they said they could sell out within two months and then deeply cultivate the Japanese market, I’ve voluntarily shortened that to one week."

"No problem, I’ll give you a contact, get in touch with him to buy that batch of guns," Aoyama Xiu Xin gave Qingshui Yi’s contact information to Nozaki Cangjian.

"Hi!" Nozaki Cangjian respectfully replied.

Not long after Aoyama Xiu Xin hung up, Qingshui Yi called, "Mr. Aoyama, we in Beihai Family simply don’t need such a large batch of guns."

"You must take this batch, if you can’t use them, sell them," Aoyama Xiu Xin said lightly.

Qingshui Yi lamented, "Beihai Family has never dealt in this business, and since the countermeasures against violent gangs came out, firearms have rarely been used by violent gangs in Japan, these guns are really hard to sell."

If he took this batch, he estimated it would take several years to sell them off.

"Mr. Qingshui, think bigger, look further ahead, who says only the Black Society needs guns?" Aoyama Xiu Xin, frustrated by his lack of initiative, earnestly lectured, "The security situation is getting worse, ordinary people also need guns to protect themselves."

"Uh... but the security in Hokkaido isn’t that bad, ordinary people aren’t at the point of needing guns for protection," Qingshui Yi weakly responded.

Aoyama Xiu Xin was somewhat speechless, "If there’s no demand, create demand, what are you doing, Black Society, right? Make society a bit more chaotic appropriately, won’t that help with gun sales? Learn from the advanced experience of the United States. If everyone has a gun, it’s more peaceful."

"Besides, if you can’t sell them domestically, find international channels, sell them to South Korea, I’ll give you a contact number, call him, his name is Cui Liangyi and he’s a boss in the Black Society’s Han River Association."

As a Japanese, one shouldn’t only stir up trouble narrowly for Japan; it’s necessary to stir up trouble for the neighboring countries as well.

As for the problem of gun proliferation in Hokkaido, he would handle it later and earn another wave of public favor.

"Hi!" Hearing Aoyama Xiu Xin actually helping to find sales channels for the guns, Qingshui Yi was no longer worried; this was opening a new financial path for him, Chief of Police Qing His Mountain truly was a god of wealth, "Thank you, Mr. Aoyama."

"Alright, work hard, from now on you must take all of his goods, sell them domestically if you can, and if not, export them all to the neighboring South Korea," Aoyama Xiu Xin instructed calmly.

"Hi! I understand, Mr. Aoyama."

Aoyama Xiu Xin hung up, feeling he was indeed too busy, with one hand striking against crime and the other creating crime, otherwise, there would be no crime to fight.