"It’s simple, I told him that my promotion would bring him along," Aoyama Xiu Xin answered calmly.
Haruno Jun’s expression turned cold. "Police Chief Aoyama, do you think I would believe such a foolish reason?"
"But Fujimoto Ryosuke believed, after all, people differ from each other, the difference between people is even greater than that between humans and pigs," Aoyama Xiu Xin replied indifferently.
Haruno Junji felt that the other party was insulting him and snorted coldly before continuing, "Did Fujimoto Ryosuke show any extre tendencies during his interactions with you, dissatisfaction with the upper levels or the country?"
"No." Aoyama Xiu Xin could feel the aggressive attitude of the other party and said coldly, "I heard that Fujimoto Ryosuke’s parents were murdered. Why doesn’t Mr. Chunye investigate in that direction? Don’t you think his actions are more like taking revenge for his family?"
"Are you suggesting that Deputy Minister Kitano murdered Fujimoto Ryosuke’s parents?" Haruno Junji, as if hearing a joke, showed a trace of mockery on his face, "Parallel lines will never intersect, hasn’t Police Chief Aoyama been to school? Besides, that’s not my task; it’s yours in the police."
Aoyama Xiu Xin suddenly realized the Public Security Investigation Bureau was not the Police Departnt. Although both wanted to catch Fujimoto Ryosuke, their investigative directions and goals were different.
Haruno Junji didn’t believe that the Kitano family had any conflict with the Fujimoto family, so naturally, he didn’t believe Fujimoto Ryosuke’s audacious actions were for revenge.
Thus, he needed to find evidence that Fujimoto Ryosuke was a mber of an extremist group, only then could he make a rit.
"So that’s it, has Mr. Chunye finished asking his questions? I also need to carry out our police duties," Aoyama Xiu Xin said sternly.
"Thank you for your cooperation." Haruno Junji stood up, walked out of the office without looking back, and said with a cold face, "Keep an eye on Aoyama Xiu Xin. From the information we have, this guy is very suspicious. If Fujimoto Ryosuke is indeed a mber of an extremist organization, it was he who brought him in."
He didn’t believe Aoyama Xiu Xin just painted a picture and Fujimoto Ryosuke reconciled with him. Only common interests and beliefs could reunite two enemies so quickly in the world.
Just so, Aoyama Xiu Xin was demoted and at a low point in his life, while Fujimoto Ryosuke also harbored dissatisfaction due to his background limitations. Both young, and with the environnt worsening and various organizations erging, such factors could combine to produce so extre thoughts.
If he could prove these two were indeed mbers of so organization and trace it up to bring down the organization and capture Fujimoto Ryosuke, it would be a great achievent.
"Damn it, trying to use to climb the ladder."
In the office, Aoyama Xiu Xin cursed.
Haruno Junji, in his words, was trying to label him as an extremist, much like he forced so criminals to confess to improve his case-solving statistics.
"Ding-a-ling~ding-a-ling~"
Just then, his mobile phone rang.
"Moshi moshi?"
"Mr. Aoyama, it’s , Richard. It’s sure to be a busy evening; co out for a drink to refresh yourself."
"May I ask where?"
"Silver Nightingale Bar, don’t miss it."
Aoyama Xiu Xin grabbed his umbrella and headed out, driving toward Ginza. Halfway there, his phone rang again; it was Jin Yucheng from behind, saying soone was following his car.
"Leave them be, let them follow."
Aoyama Xiu Xin sneered, Haruno Junji must have wanted to see if he was a mber of so extremist group. Yes, I’m the traitor arranged by your Arican boss, and at the very least, I’m practically your godfather.
Let’s see if you dare to keep investigating.
Upon arriving at the bar, Aoyama Xiu Xin made his way through the crowded crowd to the bar, where he saw Richard and Annie sitting there. Richard, in an eye-catching white suit, and even more eye-catching was the blonde-haired Annie next to him, wearing a shoulder-draped dress paired with black stockings.
"Mr. Richard, Miss Annie," Aoyama Xiu Xin walked over and sat down directly between the two.
"Please," Richard pushed a glass of wine in front of Aoyama Xiu Xin and said directly, "We want to understand more about Fujimoto Ryosuke. Mr. Aoyama, do you have any insights?"
"You needn’t bother, there isn’t any organization behind him, not as far as I know," Aoyama Xiu Xin answered directly.
Beside him, Annie chid in, "Is there a possibility that you don’t know him well enough?"
"If that were the case, then what would be the point of having here?" Aoyama Xiu Xin shrugged his shoulders.
It was precisely because they knew he understood Fujimoto Ryosuke well enough that they wanted to get information from him.
Annie snorted and said nothing more, though the man was assisting their country, she still despised those who betrayed their own.
"With all due respect, Miss Annie is inexperienced; Mr. Aoyama, don’t take it to heart," Richard patted Aoyama Xiu Xin’s shoulder to placate him, raised his glass, clinked it with his, and said, "I trust your word. Since that’s the case, I needn’t waste anymore ti on this matter."
He had many years of experience in Japan, had t many Japanese, so fawned over him—or rather over the country he represented; so detested him; others were diplomatically hypocritical, only wanting benefits without doing the work.
However, no matter what, those people had always been reserved in their dealings with him, harboring at least a notion of loyalty to their own country in their hearts.
But Aoyama Xiu Xin was different from these people.
He belonged to that category... that type of excellent traitor! He simply didn’t care about the interests of Japan, concerned only with his personal power and status.
He was a natural-born traitorous elite.
Such a person would be despised in Japan, but here, he was a talent worth investing more in!
So he felt Aoyama Xiu Xin had no need to lie to him about this matter; this was a man whose benefit he couldn’t afford to waste, Richard then said, "Must be causing you so trouble, right?"
"Exactly, before eting you I was just spoken to by the Public Security Bureau; I too have been dragged into the lilight because of Fujimoto Ryosuke," Aoyama Xiu Xin said with a self-deprecating laugh.
"I promise they won’t bother you again, you can rest assured," Richard pledged right away.
"Yo-west, sogga, thanks for your help, Mr. Richard," Aoyama Xiu Xin raised his glass.
Richard clinked glasses with him, "I really appreciate you, Mr. Aoyama, as long as we can work closely together, the troubles you face won’t be troubles at all."
If the Aoyama Xiu Xin he had discovered could ascend to a high position in Japan, that would be a great achievent indeed.
"It would be my honor," Mr. Aoyama said, draining his glass, then sighed wistfully, "But alas, being of low rank and little power, I yearn to contribute more to my spiritual holand, United States, yet am powerless to do so."
He had no interest in tirelessly serving the Heavenly Locust, nor in showing loyalty to the United States, but he was very interested in using the power of United States to beco a king in his own right in Japan.
First, to leverage the foreign power to elevate himself, then to leverage Japan to cent his power.
"Take it slow, there’s no rush Mr. Aoyama; I believe there will be bread, and there’ll be milk too."
"Hmph!" Annie scoffed disdainfully.
Aoyama Xiu Xin’s face was covered with a grin, but inside he sneered coldly, ’Look down on ? Just wait until my strategic value to the United States increases, then, little foreign filly, just you wait, you’ll be sent as a gift to curry favor with .’
Mr. Aoyama tilted his head back and downed another glass of liquor.
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