"Now," the middle-aged man in a trench coat said with a slight smile as he pulled out a bank card, "the password is written on the back, feel free to check the balance any ti if you’re not convinced."
Uesugi Yuusaku shakily took the bank card.
"Here’s my phone number. If you need any help during the investigation, please call ." The man in the trench coat then took out a business card and handed it to Uesugi Yuusaku.
"Knock, knock, knock!" Just as Uesugi Yuusaku was about to reach for the business card, a knocking sound echoed.
Both he and the man in the trench coat were montarily stunned.
Uesugi Yuusaku asked, "Who is it?"
"Police! Open up!"
Uesugi Yuusaku looked blankly at the man in the trench coat.
"Better open the door," the man in the trench coat said.
The room was so small that one could see everything at a glance; there was absolutely no place to hide or escape.
Uesugi Yuusaku, with trepidation, went to open the door.
"Bang!"
As soon as the door cracked open, it was violently kicked wide, and a group of police officers surged in.
Seeing two people inside, the lead officer hesitated, then commanded, "Take them both!"
"Hey!" His subordinates imdiately pounced like wolves, restraining the two n.
"What are you doing! Let go of !"
"On what grounds are you arresting ! What cri have I committed!"
Uesugi Yuusaku and the man in the trench coat were subdued before they could react, struggling furiously and shouting in anger and shock.
"Don’t worry, there are so many laws, there’s bound to be one that fits you both," the lead officer said with a sneer, then waved his hand emphatically, "Fall out."
...
The next morning, Aoyama Xiu Xin and Panasonic Izumi had arranged to et, and this ti the eting place was at a high-end private yoga studio in Sapporo Central District.
Asahikawa is more than a hundred kiloters from Sapporo, about an hour and a half by car. Panasonic Izumi had just returned to Sapporo that morning and still made it to her yoga class; no wonder she maintained such a good figure, it was the result of sweat.
Aoyama Xiu Xin sincerely appreciated her efforts.
Because he had enjoyed the outcos of her endeavor.
When Aoyama Xiu Xin arrived, Panasonic Izumi had not yet finished her class and was lying on a yoga mat doing yoga in a room with three glass walls.
Her hair was secured at the back of her head, she was dressed in a light gray yoga outfit, with her voluptuous figure tightly wrapped, accentuating her curves even more, and her heavy, tempting contours, especially her round, undulating buttocks, made Aoyama Xiu Xin want to temporarily move in there.
She kept following the private yoga instructor, striking one difficult pose after another, displaying her impressive figure unabashedly, with sweat dripping from her forehead and pretty face.
Aoyama Xiu Xin hadn’t had enough when the class ended.
The yoga instructor courteously bowed to Aoyama Xiu Xin as she left and thoughtfully closed the door behind her.
"I’ve kept Mr. Aoyama waiting," Panasonic Izumi said as she wiped sweat with a towel, expressing her apologies.
Aoyama Xiu Xin looked at her graceful figure and laughed, "With such a beautiful view, I don’t mind waiting a bit longer. I never thought yoga could be more appealing than dance. It would be even better without clothes."
"Are you suggesting sothing like this?" Panasonic Izumi replied with a seductive smile, then promptly removed her yoga top and pants, performing a complex yoga pose completely naked. She asked with a joyful smile, "Do you like what you see?"
"Damn!" Aoyama Xiu Xin couldn’t help himself, "I don’t know if it’s visually appealing, but it’s definitely useful."
People need a mirror to see themselves clearly; with three mirrors, they see even clearer.
After a satisfying yoga session, Aoyama Xiu Xin exhaled and asked, "Where’s the voice recorder?"
"It’s in my bag." Having regained her energy, Panasonic Izumi, naked, walked over to a corner, opened a cross-body bag, retrieved a voice recorder, and handed it to Aoyama Xiu Xin, "It recorded everything very clearly."
Aoyama Xiu Xin listened to it once.
Indeed, it was very clear.
"Shall we go?" he put away the recorder.
"I’ll take a shower," Izumi said.
Minutes later, dressed and looking refreshed, Panasonic Izumi and Aoyama Xiu Xin, hand in hand, walked out of the yoga studio and shared an affectionate kiss goodbye at the entrance.
Aoyama Xiu Xin first went to the newspaper office where Hashimoto Chiyoko worked, handed her the voice recorder, and relayed to her how Akimoto Hidekazu tried to assault Panasonic Izumi. He made sure to explain both of their identities, urging her to write an article for publication the next morning.
He then headed to the police headquarters to start his workday. Not long after he had sat down in his office, there was a knock on the door.
"Co in," Aoyama Xiu Xin said without looking up.
"Good morning, Senior Police Director." Entering was Nakamura Shinichi, who bowed at the desk and then reported his agenda, "Uesugi Yuusaku was captured last night, but there was soone else at his ho. The officers, fearful of a leak, decided to bring him in as well."
"Who was he?" Aoyama Xiu Xin looked up.
Nakamura Shinichi pursed his lips, "We pressed them a bit after midnight, and they confessed everything. The man claid he’s an employee of Akabon Construction Co., Ltd, sent by the board mber Akben Hero to heavily bribe Uesugi Yuusaku to investigate and reveal the truth about the fire the night before last."
"Akabon Construction Co., Ltd?" Aoyama Xiu Xin hesitated at the na, then smiled.
It really was a eting of minds. He was scheming against them in the dark, and they were doing the sa to him.
He wasn’t angry or even perturbed; if he could plot against others, they could do the sa to him. As for who would end up on top, it was a matter of who had better tactics and luck. He never held a double standard on this point.
"Yes," Nakamura Shinichi nodded, adding, "He also said that Asano Kamisaku, who previously harassed Beiyuan Construction, was instigated by Akben Hero."
"That’s enough; I’ve got it. Fabricate so charges for the two of them, get the evidence in order, and let them rot in jail for three to five years," Aoyama Xiu Xin said lightly, dooming the two n to wrongful imprisonnt.
Nakamura Shinichi bowed, "Understood!"
anwhile, the man instructed by Akben Jiancheng to spy on Panasonic Izumi reported back that she had t with Aoyama Xiu Xin and their relationship seed intimate.
Akben Jiancheng sensed sothing was amiss imdiately. If Panasonic Izumi was just having an affair with Aoyama Xiu Xin, it wouldn’t have aroused his suspicion.
Affairs were normal, and both Aoyama Xiu Xin, being exceptionally capable, and the beautiful Panasonic Izumi could maintain a casual relationship without issue.
However, Panasonic Izumi had frad his son Akimoto Hidekazu just last night, and this morning she was already in Sapporo eting privately with Aoyama Xiu Xin. This unusual connection, especially since he had been discreetly causing trouble for Aoyama Xiu Xin, gave him every reason to suspect that Aoyama Xiu Xin had noticed sothing. Thus, perhaps he was using Panasonic Izumi to retaliate against his son.
Thus, while continuing surveillance on Panasonic Izumi, he also started following Aoyama Xiu Xin.
This was no longer just business competition.
His son was wrongfully imprisoned, and he was determined to get even!
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