Takeshita Jun didn’t probe who Aoyama Xiu Xin’s undercover was because he knew Nakamura Tatsuyuki definitely wouldn’t say, and it might even arouse his suspicions.
Instead, he took a more tactful approach, sighing sentintally, "However, what I didn’t expect is that even soone like the trash Aoyama Xiu Xin would have people by his side willing to turn toward justice and abandon darkness for light. It’s true what they say, ’Virtue is rewarded with help and evil finds little support.’"
Japanese love to quote classics now and then.
"Mr. Takashita, you’re overestimating those vermin. I never thought of turning any of Aoyama Xiu Xin’s ilk—they’re not worthy of redemption!" Nakamura Tatsuyuki said with a disgusted and disdainful look in his eyes.
A flash passed through Takeshita Jun’s eyes. If they weren’t turning soone already by Aoyama Xiu Xin’s side, it ant the undercover agent was a newcor that Nakamura Tatsuyuki had recently planted. Having narrowed it down to this range, it would be easy to root out the mole.
He nodded and said, "Minister Nakamura, your words are wise. I was sowhat shortsighted to rashly try to turn soone from Aoyama Xiu Xin’s camp. Not only might it alarm the quarry, but I might also fall into a trap set by them."
"It’s your experience that you lack, that’s all. Give it a few years, and you’ll surely beco one of the pillars of our nation," Nakamura Tatsuyuki encouraged.
Honest people hate flattery, but they don’t mind hearing praise, especially when they think it’s deserved; it delights them even more.
"Then I’ll take that as a lucky on," Takeshita Jun said with a smile, bowing before raising his head, "With this masterstroke of yours, Minister, I now feel more confident about bringing down this corrupt gang. If the Minister has no further instructions, then I’ll take my leave."
"Go ahead," Nakamura Tatsuyuki nodded.
After bowing, Takeshita Jun turned and left, his expression darkening as soon as he exited the door, growing so somber one could almost wring water from it.
He quickly called Aoyama Xiu Xin upon getting into his car.
"Ring ring! Ring ring!"
The phone rang just as Aoyama Xiu Xin was lying on his sister-in-law’s silky legs, admiring the bountiful view in front of him and enjoying her head massage.
"Phone," Aoyama Haruko said, picking up the persistently ringing mobile phone from the desk and passing it to Aoyama Xiu Xin.
"Moshi moshi?"
"Inspector, it’s Takeshita Jun."
"Mr. Takashita? What’s the matter, has that old coot Nakamura made his move?" inquired Aoyama Xiu Xin.
Takeshita Jun spoke with gravitas, "Inspector, I’ve just learned from him that there’s an undercover agent by your side."
"What? An undercover agent!" Aoyama Xiu Xin, who had been lying down, instantly sat up upon hearing this.
He never imagined that Nakamura Tatsuyuki would resort to such a tactic. Then, faces began flitting through his mind, wondering who among them could have been bought by the old man.
"Did you find out who it is?" he pressed urgently.
"I didn’t dare to ask further for fear of raising his suspicions. What I can confirm is the mole is not soone who was already with you but a newcor whom he has just placed by your side," Takeshita Jun said calmly.
Aoyama Xiu Xin furrowed his brow. He hadn’t brought any newcors into his close circle recently, except for those from the Internet Security Departnt.
The closest newcor to him was Asakura Yurong.
But her intelligence was not enough to carry out such a job.
Suddenly, a thought struck him, and he rembered Edogawa Renju, who had just recently left his place.
There was sothing amiss about that guy during their first eting. As seasoned operators, how could he have been careless enough to hit Aoyama Xiu Xin’s car in the parking lot?
Originally, he had been suspicious that the guy had purposefully ramd into his car to establish contact, but now it seed his initial speculation might be right—that he might have intentionally sought to get to know him, then work as an undercover.
As to whether it was indeed him or not, Aoyama Xiu Xin had already sent him away today. He’d just wait and see Edogawa’s next move.
With that, Aoyama Xiu Xin’s thoughts returned to the phone call, "Alright, I’ll find a way to conduct an investigation. Don’t probe for information about the undercover on your end anymore, we don’t want to blow your cover. Let know if there’s any other developnt, and I’ll update you if I make any progress."
Nakamura Tatsuyuki was playing a ga of Infernal Affairs with him.
However, luckily for Aoyama, he had made the first move. The news of the mole Nakamura had planted had already leaked, and the knife ant for Aoyama would now beco his weapon.
"Hai!" Takeshita Jun responded deferentially.
Detecting from Aoyama Xiu Xin’s tone that he seed to have a hunch about the mole’s identity, Takeshita too breathed a sigh of relief; being an undercover agent was indeed too tough.
After hanging up, Aoyama Xiu Xin set the phone on the table and lay back down on his sister-in-law’s legs, "Continue."
Aoyama Haruko again placed her hands, one on each side, on his temples and resud the massage.
"Wait, sister-in-law, switch directions," Aoyama Xiu Xin suddenly said, getting up again with a spark of inspiration.
Aoyama Haruko looked puzzled, "Huh? How does Xiu Xin want to lie down? Is it uncomfortable like that?"
Aoyama Xiu Xin got off the couch, turned her around, straightened her legs out on the couch, and then lay down in her lap, grabbing her delicate feet and placing them on his abdon.
"This way both heads can get a massage."
What aning does the show title Big Head Son, Little Head Dad convey? The little head is actually the dad!
Aoyama Haruko blushed and spat out, but nonetheless began massaging his head with hands and feet in action.
The flesh-toned stockings softly outlined every tender contour of skin as if a second delicate layer, providing both an alluring hint of demure beauty and ingeniously enhancing the lines of her legs and feet. The delicate toes slightly curled, the contours faintly visible through the stockings, appearing both tender and lively.
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