Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 641 - 524: What Goes Around Comes Around, Three Phone Calls_2

Chapter 641: Chapter 524: What Goes Around Comes Around, Three Phone Calls_2

These nightclub women, when facing powerful people, would flatter to the point of groveling in the dirt, but they each harbored a savage streak. Now that they knew Fujino Norihiko was on his way down, they certainly weren’t going to indulge him anymore.

One moment they were pulling hair, the next throwing wine bottles, and the next their high heels...

"Idiots! You sluts tired of living, huh?" Though Fujino Norihiko had the physical advantage, having drunk quite a bit, and since he couldn’t fend off attacks from all sides, he got beaten up by a gang of women without the means to fight back, looking utterly disgraced. He yelled at the men who were watching, "What are you staring at? Help me!"

"Yeah! What are you waiting for? Didn’t you hear Minister Fujino calling us to help him?" The facilitator of the gathering, who had just been slapped, touched his face and said with a dangerous glint in his eyes, "Come on, let’s go give him a beating!"

At his signal, the people he had called to accompany him swarmed over and thrashed Fujino Norihiko.

Fist after fist came down like rain.

"Idiots! Stop it! You bastards!" Fujino Norihiko fell, curling up on the ground like a shrimp, clutching his head and continuing to curse and yell.

"Go to hell! You think you’re still who you were? You’re done for, dammit! I treated you with food and drink, and you hit me? You mongrel!"

"I’ve disliked you for a long time! Jerk! Even Aoyama Xiu Xin isn’t as arrogant as you! You deserve whatever happens to you!"

After about ten minutes, they surrounded him, urinated on him, then scattered, leaving Fujino Norihiko lying on the ground convulsing, his face bloody, his body a mess, reeking of urine.

It took a while for him to come around, dripping blood as he got up from the ground, found his mobile phone, and shakily called Fujimoto Takayoshi.

.........

Before the evening news started, Ishida Koyun was having dinner with his family. He and his wife were sitting together, their son and daughter together, the family chatting and laughing while they ate, radiating happiness and contentment.

The television was on because Ishida Koyun had a habit of watching the news promptly every morning and evening.

"Dad, have some meat. You’ve worked hard." His sensible son took the initiative to serve Ishida Koyun some food.

Seeing this, his daughter hurried to do the same.

Mrs. Ishida was overjoyed at the scene.

Ishida Koyun looked at his bowl, piled high with food, and felt speechless yet touched. He looked at his wife and said to the kids, "Good, but mom works hard every day too. She needs to have more meat as well."

"Yes, mom works hard."

"Mom, have more meat, too."

The two kids quickly served their mother.

"Ah, that’s enough, enough," Mrs. Ishida hastily stopped them, exchanging a happy, sweet smile with Ishida Koyun.

It was clearly an enviable family.

The evening news began, and while hearing the report on Kudou Misaki didn’t surprise Ishida Koyun, the report on Fujino Norihiko made him change his expression instantly. He dropped his chopsticks and hurried to the living room.

Just as he was about to pick up the phone to inform Fujimoto Takayoshi, he heard his own name and froze on the spot, staring blankly at the TV screen.

Mrs. Ishida in the dining room also froze in her chair before she suddenly dropped her chopsticks and rushed to stare at the TV, turning to look at Ishida Koyun with a face of disbelief, "Husband, you... you really are..."

In her eyes, her husband had always been nearly perfect. She never expected him to harbor such sinful secrets, making her feel as though her entire worldview had collapsed.

"Dad..." The son and daughter, who already understood serious matters, also ran over to look at Ishida Koyun in horror.

Ishida Koyun’s face turned deathly pale, his mind was a tangled mess as he looked at the fearful and strange gazes of his wife and children. His heart felt as if it was being twisted by a knife, sweat streamed down his back, and he reached out instinctively to embrace them, "Listen to my explanation..."

Mrs. Ishida, however, immediately took a step back with the children to put some distance between them.

"We need to calm down," she said as she led the children upstairs.

"Ah!" Ishida Koyun retracted his hand and with a bellow of rage, he kicked over the television in front of him. After calming down a bit, he immediately continued trying to call Fujimoto Takayoshi—only, just before it was about Fujino Norihiko, but this time it was for himself.

"Ring-ring! Ring-ring!"

At home, while both the landline and the cell phone rang, Fujimoto Takayoshi picked up his cell phone first.

"Minister, it’s Ishida. Did you see tonight’s news? Please, you must help me!"

"The footage is already out there, how do you expect me to help you?" Fujimoto Takayoshi asked through gritted teeth.

"Ring-ring! Ring-ring!"

The landline on his desk continued to ring nonstop. He walked over and picked up the receiver, "Speak!"

"Min... Minister! Save me! You have to save me! Obviously, there’s a dark hand targeting us!" Fujino Norihiko said in a panic.

Fujimoto Takayoshi took a deep breath and said to both over the phone, "There’s definitely a dark hand targeting us, but this dark hand has found your Achilles’ heel, and I’m helpless! You guys should accept the handling for now. As long as I’m here, even if you are sentenced to death, I can make you come back to life!"

Three of his trusted aides were in trouble at the same time. This wasn’t an attack on the Hokkaido Police system but on him! The evidence was already laid out; it was impossible for him to cover up for the three men. He had to act openly by the book, cutting through the chaos swiftly to end this scandal.

And then manipulate the sentencing afterwards.

Although Ishida Koyun and Fujino Norihiko were extremely reluctant to hear this, they knew Fujimoto Takayoshi was right, and this was the only path they could take for now.

Knowing that someone was targeting them, they were sure to be under watch every moment, with no chance of escape.

Besides, they were not willing to leave their homes behind.

As long as Fujimoto Takayoshi was around, they could quickly get out even if they were imprisoned, and though they might lose their current power, they would still live comfortably for the rest of their lives.

"Let it be," Fujimoto Takayoshi said as he hung up the phone, sighing wearily.

Who was the one dealing him a blow from behind?

Fujimoto Takayoshi was racked with worry; this person surely had more tricks up his sleeve. He couldn’t just keep on defending passively; he had to find a way to draw the person out.

His family, seeing his state, didn’t dare to disturb him.

"Ring-ring! Ring-ring!"

Just then, the phone rang again.

Fujimoto Takayoshi answered, "Mosi Mosi?"

"Minister, it’s Xiu Xin," Aoyama Xiu Xin revealed his identity first, and then spoke with an urgent and tense tone, "Did you watch the news just now? I’m on my way to your place, will be there shortly."

"Good!" Fujimoto Takayoshi’s heart, heavy with worries and unease, was suddenly lightened by a great deal. Although he had lost three trusted generals, with Aoyama Xiu Xin, one was worth three.

With him here, they would surely weather this storm!