Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister
Chapter 645 - 527: Aoyama Xiu Xin: Minister, Please Retire! (Request for Monthly Votes)

Chapter 645: Chapter 527: Aoyama Xiu Xin: Minister, Please Retire! (Request for Monthly Votes)

Aoyama Xiu Xin plotted to seize the powers of the Director! He was the catalyst for all this turmoil!

Having realized this, everyone felt shocked, yet also relieved, because if this was indeed a situation Aoyama Xiu Xin had orchestrated to take power, then his promises were truly reliable.

Observing the changing expressions of everyone present, Aoyama Xiu Xin understood they had come to their senses, which was expected, since there were no fools amongst those capable of sitting at the current positions—only a lack of information.

Once they gained more information from his every word and action, they could naturally guess the truth.

Thus, he didn’t bother pretending anymore and clapped his hands.

"Clap, clap!"

Immediately, someone brought in suitcase after bulging suitcase, opened them in front of everyone, and poured the contents onto the floor, quickly amounting to a small mountain of US Dollars that emitted the scent of ink.

This scene had an immense visual impact.

Sitting around the money, thirsty and dry-mouthed, everyone guessed that the money was intended for them from Aoyama Xiu Xin.

"As long as you are all willing to side with me and relieve the burdens of the National Public Security Committee, not only will I ensure your safety, but you can also keep this money as a token of gratitude. Moreover, I promise that, after Director Fujimoto steps down, I will not touch your interests!"

Pointing at the mountain of money, Aoyama Xiu Xin looked around and emphatically stated.

Everyone exchanged glances, visibly moved, yet still, no one was the first to express their stance.

"It seems you still have concerns. If so, allow me to introduce a few friends." Aoyama Xiu Xin clapped his hands again, and the organ transplant team of eight entered calmly and stood behind him.

"They are prosecutors from the Sapporo District Court!"

"And judges from the Hokkaido Court!"

"Members of the Hokkaido Council..."

The department heads were familiar with these eight individuals, each recognizing at least one or two of them.

"If you’re not reassured by my sole guarantee, then with these eight as well, you should see my sincerity," Aoyama Xiu Xin pointed at the eight and said.

"I believe in Minister Aoyama!" Mikuriya Shouta stepped forward timely and loudly said, "The upper echelons are determined to make moves against Director Fujimoto; it’s clear he won’t be able to carry on. There’s no need for us to go down with him. Minister Aoyama is the god-grandson of Minister Yanchuan; following him certainly won’t yield a worse future than following Director Fujimoto!"

As he finished speaking, he jumped onto the table and dove into the money pile, frantically hugging the money to himself.

"I...I also stand with Minister Aoyama! Director Fujimoto has been good to all of us, but we’ve never wronged him over the years. Now that he intends to drag us down with him in a mass burial, I will absolutely not agree!"

"That’s right, we all might have been waiting to be blacklisted by the National Public Security Committee, never dreaming of promotions again. Director Fujimoto, for the sake of his own future, hasn’t considered any of us at all!"

With the first person leading by example, stimulated by his frantic money-grabbing actions, others quickly and consecutively voiced their support, then rushed forward to grab the money.

The scene instantly turned chaotic, with straps ripped from bills scattering on the floor, fluttering everywhere as a crowd scrambled below to stuff the bills into their pockets.

"Hahaha! Hahahaha!" Watching the scene, Aoyama Xiu Xin couldn’t help but laugh out loud and powerfully said, "Good! Good! Good! I, Aoyama Xiu Xin, hereby swear never to fail your trust!"

When the money mountain was dug empty, those who just acted like wild dogs fighting for food returned to their seats and resumed their dignified composure.

"To everyone," Aoyama Xiu Xin raised his glass.

Everyone raised their glasses in unison, "To the Minister!"

All drinked their glasses in one gulp.

"Thank you all for your trouble today; please go back and rest for now. I will personally visit and thank each of you another day," Aoyama Xiu Xin put down his glass and bowed to the organ transplant team of eight.

"Mr. Aoyama, you are too kind. Compared to the help you provide us, this was merely a trifle."

"Yes, we’re all on the same side; why stand on ceremony?"

"Let’s plan for another day to drink to our hearts’ content."

The eight, with a warm and intimate demeanor, bid farewell to Aoyama Xiu Xin. Initially, they were shocked to learn of Aoyama Xiu Xin’s plot to seize power, thinking he must be insane.

However, knowing the arrangements Aoyama Xiu Xin had made, they felt his chances of success were high. Out of gratitude and friendship, plus the advantages it would bring them after Aoyama Xiu Xin took control of the Hokkaido Police Headquarters, they agreed to help him make a stand.

Watching the eight leave, Aoyama Xiu Xin withdrew his gaze and picked up his mobile phone to call Fujimoto Takayoshi.

"Director, I’ve just discussed it with everyone, and we’ve reached a consensus on our intentions. Please come over now; everyone is waiting for you."

After hanging up the phone, Aoyama Xiu Xin saw everyone’s varied expressions and smiled amiably, "Gentlemen, rest assured, I am not heartless. Asking the Director to come is only to help him face reality swiftly. If he can accept everyone’s good intentions and willingly retire early, I will persuade my god-grandfather not to pursue any other responsibilities he might hold."

"Minister is merciful," everyone rushed to compliment.

"Merciful isn’t quite right; I just have a grateful heart," Aoyama Xiu Xin feigned contemplation briefly, then his expression grew stern, his gaze piercing, sweeping over everyone, "After the Director steps down, I will recommend Deputy Minister Yamashita for succession. However, if anything unexpected happens, another shall be appointed instead."

He felt that the chances of the upper echelons using Yamashita Kogoro to replace Fujimoto Takayoshi were slim, as the upper echelons undoubtedly understood what kind of person Yamashita Kogoro was. Having finally gotten rid of Fujimoto Takayoshi, they would definitely send a firm individual to reorganize the Hokkaido Police Headquarters.

After all, although Yanchuan Shilang was the chairman, the National Public Security Committee was not his solo dictatorship.

Otherwise, under established circumstances, he definitely wouldn’t mind helping his god-grandson control the Hokkaido Police.

"Minister be assured, from now on, the Hokkaido Police Headquarters has no Director, only the Minister!"

"Indeed, regardless of who they send from above, just treat him with high regard, and everyone will only look up to you!"

"Right, from now on, we’ll only listen to you. Apart from you, everyone else’s words are like farts in the wind."

In light of the preventive measures against Aoyama Xiu Xin, everyone expressed their unconditional support for marginalizing the new supervisor.

"It is in this regard that I entrust this matter to all of you, may we achieve success together!" Seated cross-legged, Aoyama Xiu Xin placed his hands solemnly on his knees and bowed deeply.

The crowd also bowed in unison: "Yes!"

Fujimoto Takayoshi arrived soon after, walking hastily into the private room, but he subtly felt something was off.

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.

He realized that normally, everyone would stand up and bow to greet him, but today, including Aoyama Xiu Xin, everyone just sat there quietly watching him.

This gave him an uneasy premonition.

"Idiots! Are all of you blind!" Fujimoto Takayoshi looked around furiously and scolded.

The others still ignored him and simultaneously turned their heads toward Aoyama Xiu Xin, who sat calmly in the principal seat.

Fujimoto Takayoshi also turned towards Aoyama Xiu Xin, frowning, and asked, "Xiu Xin, what’s going on?"

"Please, Director, go to Tokyo to report for the sake of all your colleagues in Hokkaido!" Aoyama Xiu Xin placed his hands on his knees, his expression stern as he bowed deeply.

The others all kneeled and bowed, unanimously shouting with respect, "Please, Director, go to Tokyo to report for the sake of all your colleagues in Hokkaido!"

Boom!

Fujimoto Takayoshi staggered back as if struck by lightning, nearly falling to the ground.

"You..." His face filled with disbelief, his fingers trembling as he pointed at Aoyama Xiu Xin, then turned around pointing at the others, "You... You bastards!"

He had realized what just happened.

"Director!" Aoyama Xiu Xin looked up, still seated, and said calmly to Fujimoto Takayoshi, "Please don’t blame everyone. We couldn’t possibly protect your big future while ignoring our own. You’ve been too selfish! If you voluntarily retire early, I will plead with grandfather not to pursue your other responsibilities and go back to being a wealthy retiree."

"Please, Director, retire!" The crowd, still bowing, once again shouted in unison.

"Shut up, hypocrites!" Fujimoto Takayoshi roared with bloodshot eyes and turned back abruptly, staring fiercely at Aoyama Xiu Xin, panting like a bull, through gritted teeth, "It’s you! It was all you, wasn’t it? You orchestrated this whole mess! You dirty mongrel!"

He suddenly remembered the conflict some time ago between Hattori and Kudou Tatsuo under Aoyama Xiu Xin’s command, which he had initially dismissed.

But now, looking back, it was a deliberate provocation of Kudou Tatsuo, leading to the eavesdropping on Kudou Misaki and the exposure of her legal violations.

Once connected, Kudou Misaki was taken down by Aoyama Xiu Xin, but what about Fujino Norihiko and Ishida Koyun?

Surely, they were also calculated moves by Aoyama Xiu Xin!

Now leading a coup...

"I never thought I would be so blind as to not see your ambition!" Fujimoto Takayoshi’s rage and frustration festered, his fists clenched tightly, his nails digging into his palms until blood dripped between his fingers.

He had allowed Aoyama Xiu Xin to buy people’s hearts because he thought by the time he threatened his position, he would already be retired, and they could part on good terms.

But Aoyama Xiu Xin was too hasty, aiming for power even before his promotion was confirmed.

Facing Fujimoto Takayoshi’s accusations, Aoyama Xiu Xin still appeared composed and respectfully said, "Director, you misunderstand me, and I have no intention of explaining myself. Everything I’ve done is for the colleagues in Hokkaido, who I couldn’t bear to see fall with you. Please, Director, retire."

"Shut up! Your rhetoric of noble cause!" Fujimoto Takayoshi yelled hysterically, his eyes red, "You’re just greedy for power! You want to wield the authority of the Director while being a Minister in Hokkaido, using our grandfather’s influence! Why bother pretending?"

He was furious! Angry that he had underestimated Aoyama Xiu Xin’s ambition and had nurtured him as a close aide, only to be fatally betrayed in the end.

"Please, Director, retire, for the sake of all colleagues in Hokkaido and also for your family." Aoyama Xiu Xin’s expression remained calm, his tone earnest.

Hearing him use his family as leverage, Fujimoto Takayoshi’s face contorted with rage, and from afar he pointed at Aoyama Xiu Xin and maliciously cursed, "Ambitious and impatient, unscrupulous, biting the hand that feeds! Aoyama Xiu Xin, people like you will not have good ends! I’ll take care of my health and see when you’ll rejoice and when you’ll perish!"

After saying that, he glanced at his former subordinates, who dared not meet his eye, his gaze filled with mockery and scorn, and he sneered disdainfully, spitting heavily on the floor before turning and leaving without looking back.

Although he tried to stride away with vigor, his silhouette still appeared somewhat desolate and forlorn.

He had never imagined he would be thwarted by his own people.

From the moment Aoyama Xiu Xin revealed his intentions, he knew he had no choice; voluntarily retiring would at least preserve his dignity, otherwise the ruthless so-and-so Aoyama Xiu Xin would really have him thrown in jail.

"Safe journey, Director!" Aoyama Xiu Xin bowed.

The crowd echoed, "Safe journey, Director!"

Their voices thunderous like resounding thunder.

For the Hokkaido Police system,

the era of Fujimoto Takayoshi had ended.

The era of Aoyama Xiu Xin had begun.