"Your Highness! Your Highness, are you alright?"
Seeing that the assassin was dead, Aoyama Xiu Xin breathed a sigh of relief as he hurriedly comforted the Crown Prince whom he had been shielding.
It was his first ti confronting danger head-on for a man.
"Yazi! Yazi, how are you?"
However, the dead-loyal Crown Prince completely ignored affirming Mr. Aoyama’s faithful protection, pushed him away, and rushed nervously to the Crown Princess Consort’s side to check on her.
Aoyama Xiu Xin followed close behind him, seemingly for personal protection, but in reality, he was leeching off the Crown Prince’s security detail.
After all, who knew if the assassin had any accomplices left?
Damn it, this dog of a prince, I ca to bring you blessings and nearly lost my life in the process! Xiu Xin, believing himself to be implicated by the Crown Prince, cursed inwardly.
A group of police officers had ford a human wall with their bodies encircling the Crown Prince, while all other guests were ignored.
After all, their duty was rely to protect the royal family.
"I... I’m fine, thanks to Ling,"
The Crown Princess Consort frowned, rubbing her forehead, and stood up with the support of Asai Ayumi, casting her a grateful glance.
"Yes, thanks to Police Chief Asai," the Crown Prince nodded again and again, then rembered Aoyama Xiu Xin, turning to him to add, "And to Police Chief Aoyama as well."
"It is my duty, Your Highness is the foundation of the nation, we cannot afford to lose you, that would be a national tragedy," Aoyama Xiu Xin said with great righteousness.
The Crown Prince patted his shoulder, moved, their understanding unspoken, then said, "Mr. Aoyama is known as Heisei’s No.1 Detective, I entrust you with the investigation of today’s incident, report directly to with any progress. Yazi is shaken, I will take her ho to rest, I leave everything here in your hands."
Not knowing if there were still assassins out there, they had to leave the assassination scene quickly for safety.
"Hey! Rest assured, Your Highness! I will do my utmost to capture the organizer!" Aoyama Xiu Xin responded.
The Crown Prince hurried away, supporting the Crown Princess Consort.
Everyone bowed and saw them off, and after the Crown Prince left, the rest of the guests dispersed.
"Ling, have Fujiwara Takahiro bring people to take over the scene imdiately," Aoyama Xiu Xin instructed as he turned around.
Asai Ayumi replied seriously, "Yes!"
"Xiu Xin," Yanchuan Xianyou approached with the still-shaken Asakawa Xia and whispered a reminder, "The Crown Prince has designated you to handle the investigation, this is your opportunity, you must grasp it and not let it slip away."
A royal family mber, especially the Crown Prince, being targeted for assassination would normally not be handled by the Criminal Departnt, but since the Crown Prince himself designated Aoyama Xiu Xin for the investigation, no one was going to quibble about proper procedures.
Though the Heavenly Locust of Japan had beco a rubber stamp, it still held the authority to stamp, and every piece of Congress legislation needed the Heavenly Locust’s approval in the procedures, not to ntion the ordinary citizens’ adoration for the Heavenly Locust. Therefore, the Heavenly Locust not only held a high status but also wielded enormous political influence.
Normally, he may not intervene in political affairs, but if he occasionally did, both the Cabinet and the Congress would have to carefully consider his opinion. After all, face had to be given on both sides, and while the Heavenly Locust’s position was hereditary, a Cabinet Minister would eventually step down.
And the current Crown Prince was the next Heavenly Locust.
If Xiu Xin could be valued by him,
It would be of great help for his future.
"Yes! Xiu Xin will not disappoint Your Highness, nor Brother Xianyou!" Aoyama Xiu Xin earnestly replied.
Yanchuan Xian-you nodded and strode away.
A large number of Security Division personnel had already escorted the Crown Prince and the Crown Princess Consort away, leaving only a few people surrounding the assassin’s SUV.
Aoyama Xiu Xin then approached the SUV.
The Security Division officers saluted and stepped aside.
Because he was not wearing gloves, Aoyama Xiu Xin did not touch the body, but he caught sight of a photograph that had fallen under the passenger seat.
And the person in the photo was himself.
Aoyama Xiu Xin stood there stunned, his mind buzzing. Could the assassin have co for him?
And the Crown Prince was just incidentally involved because of him?
"Woo~ Woo~ Woo~"
The ambulances and police sirens intertwined, pulling him back to reality. Aoyama Xiu Xin cald the storm within him and turned to the few Security Division officers and said, "My people have arrived, we’ll take over from here. You’ve worked hard; you may leave now."
"Yes!" The Security Division officers saluted and then left.
Aoyama Xiu Xin turned back, bent over, picked up his dashing photo from the ground, and tucked it into his pocket. The assassin must have been here for the Crown Prince! That way, he could mobilize the greatest force to dig out the mastermind behind the scenes, eliminate his own trouble while also earning the gratitude of the Crown Prince.
And if the Crown Prince and tonight’s guests knew that their fright was due to being implicated by a re Police Chief like himself, they would surely hold a grudge against him.
"Chief!"
Fujiwara Takahiro approached Aoyama Xiu Xin with his team.
"15 minutes before, the Crown Prince was attacked at the entrance of the hotel. The assailants were the two persons in the car. His Highness designated to investigate the truth. Can I trust you with this?" Aoyama Xiu Xin asked with a serious expression.
Hearing of the Crown Prince’s assassination attempt, Fujiwara Takahiro was filled with rage—how dare these petty criminals lay hands on the foundation of the country!
Seeing the expectation in Aoyama Xiu Xin’s eyes, a fiery passion arose in him as he firmly assured, "Please rest easy, Police Chief, if I can’t solve this case, I’m willing to resign in apology."
With such a major case, the Chief’s trust in picking him from the investigators across multiple divisions acknowledged his ability. He had to give it his all!
"The news of the Crown Prince assassination attempt will spread across the country by tomorrow, if we can’t solve it, not only will you have to resign, but even I could be drowned by the spit of our citizens," said Aoyama Xiu Xin with a solemn voice.
Fujiwara Takahiro stood at attention and bowed, "Yes!"
Aoyama Xiu Xin patted his shoulder and walked away.
Asai Ayumi quickly followed, and once in the car, she couldn’t resist her curiosity, asking, "What did you just pick up?"
She noticed Aoyama Xiu Xin’s subtle gesture.
"Head to the Yoshinaga family," Aoyama Xiu Xin instructed Jin Yucheng, then he took the photograph out of his pocket and handed it to Asai Ayumi, "It’s ant for ."
Asai Ayumi looked at the photograph, her face drained of color, both shocked and angry, "Idiot! These audacious scoundrels, we must root them out!"
It turned out that tonight it wasn’t they who had protected the Crown Prince.
Instead, the Crown Prince had protected them!
"Heavenly punishnt for a traitor to the country?" Xiu Xin Aoyama revealed a cold, harsh smile and spoke in a chilling tone, "Such traitors who attempt to assassinate the Crown Prince, indeed deserve heavenly punishnt!"
He was prepared to be assassinated, but that was supposed to be after he had risen to a high position. Now he hadn’t even revealed his true identity—how could soone be after his life?
Rabble! Rebels! All of you deserve to die!
Twenty minutes later, they arrived at the Yoshinaga family ho.
"What are you bringing here for?" Asai Ayumi frowned after getting out of the car, her expression sowhat displeased. She had known for a long ti about Xiu Xin Aoyama’s affair with Yehua Yiren.
Xiu Xin Aoyama smiled, "Weren’t you interested in appraising my work? Or do you want to go to your place instead?"
"You’re still in the mood for this?" Asai Ayumi managed a laugh through her dismay. With such major events unfolding tonight, Xiu Xin Aoyama was still in the mood for playfulness, his ntality was truly unbreakable.
Xiu Xin Aoyama dismissed the concerns, "It’s just a little hardship, nothing more. If I trembled with fear after just one assassination attempt, how would I handle serious matters later on?"
He saw it as an early dress rehearsal, given he could foresee more assassination attempts in the future.
"Mr. Aoyama, Police Chief Asai."
Mrs. Yanahara, dressed in a diaphanous nightgown, her graceful body just visible behind the fabric, bowed respectfully to the two.
Asai Ayumi nodded, her face expressionless.
"You handle the cara." As Xiu Xin Aoyama finished speaking, he slapped Yehua Yiren’s bottom.
Asai Ayumi, too shocked to get angry at him for flirting with another woman right in front of her, widened her eyes and said with disbelief tinged cheeks, "Her film us? Absolutely not! There must be no third party present!"
The thought of Yehua Yiren holding a cara to film her and Xiu Xin Aoyama’s intimate monts was sothing she couldn’t accept—what dignity would remain?
"If that’s the case, then I’ll just have the hardship of filming it myself," Xiu Xin Aoyama sighed.
Although he enjoyed watching homade videos,
he disliked making them himself, it was troubleso.
Asai Ayumi glared venomously at him, and once she followed Xiu Xin Aoyama upstairs into the room and saw all sorts of tools strewn about, her sha turned into intense indignation.
"I refuse to use these things that have been used by others!"
Asai Ayumi said with a flushed, fierce face.
Forgetting that her n had all been with others.
"They’ve been used by your idol Akinashi," said Xiu Xin Aoyama, pulling her to sit down in front of the TV. "You’ve not only enjoyed the evening breeze that she has, but you’ve also played the trumpet that she has. Let’s start by watching a tutorial video from your idol."
He found a disc labeled with Nakamori Akina’s na and recording date, put it into the DVD player, and then adjusted the cara to focus on Asai Ayumi.
As the image appeared on the TV, Asai Ayumi watched, dumbfounded, as her innocent and pure idol presented a completely different visage.
Indeed, her idol’s presence heightened her arousal.
Asai Ayumi’s expression went through several changes.
Xiu Xin Aoyama sat aside, legs crossed, watching the play of expressions on her face with great interest.
"Co here," he gestured.
Asai Ayumi obediently sat next to him.
Xiu Xin Aoyama pulled her in front of the cara, had her face the end, and rest her hands on the machine.
An excellent film was about to be produced.
"The Bashful Fiancée"
And it was raw, without any pretense.
.........
While Director Aoyama was self-directing and starring in his new work,
at the Common Union Headquarters, Yoshikawa Shuichi and his four companions, who were anxiously awaiting good news, learned that their two comrades’ assassination attempt had failed, and they had been killed on the spot—the atmosphere was somber.
"Gentlen, my feelings are as heavy as yours, but excuse for being blunt, now is not the ti for sorrow," Yoshikawa Shuichi took a deep breath.
The other four all lifted their heads to look at him.
Yoshikawa Shuichi spoke in a grave voice, "Xiu Xin Aoyama will definitely investigate the masterminds behind this. For safety, everyone should lay low. Without my orders, do not contact each other, nor et alone. As long as Aoyama remains, we won’t be without firewood."
Well, this ti, they had truly saved Aoyama.
"Chairman, do we have to hide?" one mber asked, looking at him outraged, "Shouldn’t we continue the assassination to avenge our fallen brothers? If we hide just because they failed, what’s the aning of their sacrifice?"
"Yes, Chairman, revenge! A blood debt must be repaid with blood! Kill Xiu Xin Aoyama to appease the souls of the dead!"
"Common Union, a common destiny! We are an organization with ideals! We are not a criminal gang; we should not give up on our mission due to one failure!"
"Xiu Xin Aoyama is a partner in cri, not only did he arrest a national hero like Abe, but now he’s also responsible for the deaths of our two brothers, how can we just walk away?"
The other four were righteously indignant, each more emotional than the last, none agreeing with what Yoshikawa Shuichi had said.
Seeing his four subordinates all riled up, Yoshikawa Shuichi was fucking numb to it all—how are they even more radical than ?
Power cos from the support of those below; if the subordinates don’t obey, those above naturally lose their power.
Yoshikawa Shuichi felt kidnapped by his subordinates. Under such circumstances, he had no choice but to change the established plan.
Otherwise, he would imdiately lose his leadership.
"Silence!" he shouted, with a serious expression he continued, "When I say lay low, it’s not because I’m afraid of death. I just don’t want senseless sacrifices. We need to preserve the sparks to start a fire. But since you all aren’t afraid of dying, why should I fear a decisive battle?"
"I declare that the ’Exterminate Traitor’ mission to assassinate Xiu Xin Aoyama—continues! Now, I will assign the tasks."
Since they were not afraid of dying, let’s do sothing big.
Let them see what an old rebel is really like.
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