"Oh? How’s it going!"
Aoyama Xiu Xin imdiately asked with tension.
"The prints and DNA left at the scene of the serial murders match those of Fujiwara Otarou and Takahashi Yokoo. The two of them are definitely the killers!"
Yoshikai Youzai said, his face filled with excitent and agitation.
At last, the major case had been laid bare.
"Good!" Aoyama Xiu Xin clenched his fist fiercely.
Who could have imagined that just a couple of underage students two years ago would be so vicious as to continually murder five people?
Fortunately, they were now adults.
The iron fist of justice was ready to strike them hard.
Yoshikai Youzai asked, "Heize Xunyi is very likely to be one of the participants, but she’s currently in China, so we can’t gather evidence, and we don’t have an extradition agreent with China. What should we do with her? Or should we just arrest Fujiwara Otarou and Takahashi Yokoo?"
Aoyama Xiu Xin was now more convinced than ever that Heize Yonghe knew about his daughter’s involvent in the cris, otherwise he wouldn’t have coincidentally sent her abroad to study, and to China, with which Japan had no extradition treaty.
"We must find a way to bring Heize Xunyi back to Japan and arrest her," Aoyama Xiu Xin muttered to himself. How could he allow such trash to pollute his holand’s air?
They must be brought back to Japan to face the iron fist.
Yoshikai Youzai frowned and said, "But Heize Xunyi hasn’t returned to the country ever since she went abroad to study."
He also suspected that Heize Yonghe was complicit; otherwise, why wouldn’t he dare to let his daughter return ho during the holidays?
That was surely a display of guilt.
"Don’t alert the suspects. Don’t tell anyone about the progress of the investigation," Aoyama Xiu Xin commanded with a stern expression, after all, there were people who did not wish to see him solve the case and earn rit so smoothly.
Yoshikai Youzai replied solemnly, "Yes! Rest assured, Chief, I’ll keep it under wraps, I won’t divulge a thing."
"If sothing happened at ho, Heize Xunyi would have to co back, right?" Aoyama Xiu Xin said.
Yoshikai Youzai agreed, "Yes!"
Aoyama Xiu Xin gestured for him to leave.
He then called Yamakawa Ichiro and asked him to arrange an ’accident’ for Heize Yonghe to get injured.
Anyway, that man who had shielded his daughter’s reckless killing of innocents was no good; encountering Aoyama Xiu Xin was his karma, and Aoyama felt no psychological burden.
He saw the dawn of solving the case and was very pleased.
On the other side, President Renping was in a foul mood.
"Idiot! Aoyama Sosuke! You damn guy, always just opening your mouth for money, but when it cos to taking action against Aoyama Xiu Xin, you’re always late with your plans!"
He cursed loudly, once again having received a call from Aoyama Sosuke asking for money. President Renping could no longer bear it.
His own private fund had been drained.
To bribe Aoyama Sosuke, he had even taken out the startup capital allocated for him by his family.
"President Renping, the money I’m asking for now is for dealing with Aoyama Xiu Xin. You don’t think I can do it alone, do you? I need people to work with , don’t the people cooperating with need money too?"
Aoyama Sosuke was lying at ho, enjoying a massage from his lover, absentmindedly playing with the child in his arms while speaking carelessly. Recently, he had been living lavishly in Saitama Prefecture by leeching off President Renping.
Oh, and the house he now lived in was just traded up.
The rcedes parked outside was also brand-new.
In the art of bloodsucking, he had a talent; forrly he leeched off the Aoyama family, now it was President Renping.
"Aoyama Sosuke," Nipponjiro gritted his teeth, "this is the final ti, the very last ti—don’t be so damn greedy!" Damn it, once I use you to deal with Aoyama Xiu Xin, I’ll use the information on your illegitimate child to make you cough up every cent you’ve swallowed!
Because he had this plan in mind, although he was furious, he was still resigned to transferring money every ti. In his view, this money was rely temporarily housed at Aoyama Sosuke’s ho.
Sooner or later it would all return to its rightful owner.
Aoyama Sosuke said, "Hey! President Renping, rest assured. My loathing of that guy, Aoyama Xiu Xin, isn’t any less than yours. Plus, you’ve offered such tempting terms, I’ll certainly go all out."
He felt like this guy was an endless treasure trove; he always said the sa things, but every ti he ended up transferring money. Aoyama Sosuke was on the verge of loving him to death.
"The results! I want to see results, not keep hearing your bullshit all the ti! I’ll have soone transfer the money to you in a little while!" Nipponjiro snapped and hung up the phone harshly.
Feeling irritable, he wanted to smoke a cigarette, but beca even more annoyed upon picking up the cigarette box. To squeeze out money without alarming his family and get revenge on Aoyama Xiu Xin, he had significantly cut down on the quality of his life—even resorting to cheaper cigarettes.
Those damn brothers from the Aoyama family both deserved to die!
anwhile, lying in a luxurious villa, Aoyama Sosuke curled his lips, threw down the phone, and swept his son into his arms, kissing him endlessly, "Daddy just made another chunk of money for you; isn’t Daddy good to you?"
The little child giggled in his embrace.
Ashida Kazuko watched this scene with a smile.
Putting aside the adulterous, the greedy, the fact of the illegitimate child, and other immoral factors, this family still seed quite warm.
............
Japanese have the habit of working overti, often not actually working, but rely killing ti.
But Aoyama Xiu Xin did not have this habit.
He left work promptly on ti.
So unless he specifically called to say he wouldn’t be ho for dinner, Aoyama Haruko would always have a al ready on ti.
"I’m ho."
Upon entering, the familiar scent of cooking greeted him as always.
After changing shoes, he walked into the kitchen to see his sister-in-law standing by the stove, cooking a Chinese dish that Aoyama Xiu Xin had taught her—Spicy Chicken with Green Peppers.
"Xiu Xin, how does it look?" Aoyama Haruko turned her head, asking expectantly upon hearing his arrival.
"I’ll teach you hands-on." Aoyama Xiu Xin ca forward and embraced her from behind, guiding her hand holding the spatula, saying seriously, "You need to stir-fry a bit faster."
At the sa ti, the busy chief of Shinten Police Station, Heize Yonghe, also ca ho for dinner.
"Husband, I’ve been missing Xunyi; sumr vacation is approaching. Can she spend two months with us in the country this year?" Mrs. Heize asked with hopeful anticipation.
Heize Yonghe sighed; how could he not miss his daughter? But the very reason he didn’t let her return was precisely because he didn’t want to lose her. After pondering for a mont, "The cold case has resurfaced; we should see which way the wind is blowing first."
The good news at the mont was that there was no news.
It seed Aoyama Xiu Xin hadn’t uncovered anything.
If this reinvestigation didn’t turn up any solid leads, the case likely wouldn’t be pursued again for a while, securing his daughter’s safety.
Heize Yonghe was incredibly grateful that he had discovered his daughter’s secret early on. Otherwise, if she continued as she had been, she would inevitably one day be caught by the police.
"Hi!" Mrs. Heize responded, her face lighting up with excited joy, already looking forward to seeing her daughter, "I wonder if she’s grown much."
"Ah, my life’s wisdom has been ruined by her," Heize Yonghe said with self-deprecating laughter, "I apprehend criminals, yet my own daughter is a criminal."
Mrs. Heize quickly defended, "She was just a child then, and children make mistakes. What’s wrong with giving her a chance to turn over a new leaf?"
Heize Yonghe shook his head and said nothing more.
Late in the evening, after finishing dinner at ho, Aoyama Xiu Xin drove to Ginza to et Hashimoto Miho.
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