The content was about Aoyama Xiu Xin’s car hitting an innocent citizen nad Chunshan Kong last night. Chunshan Kong’s family said that he had asked for compensation and requested dical attention but was refused by Aoyama Xiu Xin’s driver, who even used Aoyama Xiu Xin’s na as a threat, leaving Chunshan Kong no choice but to leave reluctantly.
Because he was unwilling to spend money on hospital examinations and treatnts, he soon died after returning ho; the hospital concluded that he died from internal bleeding caused by the impact.
In addition, there were several accompanying photos, one of Aoyama Xiu Xin’s car up close, another one showing Aoyama Xiu Xin in the back seat through the car window, and a few distant shots of Jin Yucheng and Chunshan Kong during their conversation.
With pictures as evidence and the perpetrator identification, it’s no wonder it was the headline of the day.
"Idiot!" A dark-faced Aoyama called Jin Yucheng over and handed him the newspaper.
"Absurd! They’re turning black into white!" Jin Yucheng was shocked and angry after reading it, saying, "It was at start-up last night when I hit him. The car wasn’t moving fast, and he was the one refusing compensation. Boss, this is clearly a conspiracy intent on saring your na!"
Unfortunately, there were no dash cams back then.
"Akben Jiancheng." Aoyama Xiu Xin squeezed out a na through clenched teeth, knowing well that the trap set up for him in Asahikawa had sothing to do with the Akahone Family.
"Get ready to go back to Sapporo imdiately." Being in Akben Jiancheng’s territory and staying there could an that the opponents had more tricks up their sleeve. He then called Fujimoto Takayoshi, saying, "Minister, I’ve seen the newspaper. It’s a setup. I’ll explain when I return."
"Damn, if it’s a setup then it’s even more troubling!" Fujimoto Takayoshi said helplessly, knowing that if it was indeed a setup, there were certainly more sches waiting.
If it weren’t a setup, things would be simpler—just a matter of handling the victim’s family with a mix of soft and hard approaches.
"Anyway, co back first."
"Hi! I’m leaving right away." Aoyama Xiu Xin hung up and began hurriedly washing and dressing.
Mrs. Qingshui, having not read the newspaper, did not know what had happened, but she also quickly got dressed.
"Ding-dong! Ding-dong!"
At this mont, the landline on the bedside table rang.
"Mosi mosi?" Mrs. Qingshui answered and pressed the speakerphone button, so Aoyama Xiu Xin could listen in.
"It’s the hotel manager. Please inform Police Chief Aoyama to stay inside the hotel. Many citizens have gathered outside, holding signs hostile towards Police Chief Aoyama and are staging a protest. He will be blocked if he leaves."
The hotel manager spoke anxiously.
Mrs. Qingshui turned her head toward Aoyama Xiu Xin.
Upon hearing this, Aoyama Xiu Xin paused while buttoning his shirt, then rushed to the window, pulling it open to look down. Sure enough, there were hundreds of people gathered in front of the hotel. Due to being on a high floor, the noise from below did not reach him.
The news had just co out, and people were already gathering for a protest so accurately pinpointing his location—he couldn’t believe it wasn’t organized.
Aoyama Xiu Xin closed the window and called Panasonic Youkang, "Mayor Panasonic, I need help."
"I was just about to call you, Mr. Aoyama. Please, go ahead," responded Panasonic Youkang in a calm voice.
"I need to get back to Sapporo."
"I’ll arrange for police to clear the area and escort you back to Sapporo imdiately," Panasonic Youkang said decisively.
Although Aoyama Xiu Xin could have contacted Asahikawa Police Station directly to send police escorts, the Akahone Family could have seized on that as a point of criticism.
After all, by the rules, his rank and position did not authorize him to directly mobilize local police for non-work-related reasons, but the city office did have that authority.
Aoyama Xiu Xin replied, "Okay, thank you."
He dared not show himself until the police arrived, for fear that so "thug" might assassinate him in a fit of "rage".
Death would leave him nothing, and even if the Yanchuan Family crushed the Akahone Family to ashes, it would be aningless to him.
After changing his clothes, he left the room and went to the living room.
"Thud, thud, thud!" There was a knock at the door.
Jin Yucheng opened the door, and it was Fujimoto Ryosuke.
"Mr. Aoyama, what’s going on?" he asked, holding a newspaper delivered with breakfast by a waiter.
"Have a seat," Aoyama Xiu Xin gestured for him to sit, not appearing alard, and spoke in a calm tone about his conflict with Akahone Jiancheng. He ended with a smile, "Just a minor trouble. Once I return to Sapporo, I can turn back and handle this matter. This dirty water won’t splash on , rest assured."
"What a sinister fellow!" Fujimoto Ryosuke pounded a fist on the back of the sofa, speaking fiercely.
Conspiracies are hard to guard against.
Outwardly, he showed no emotion, but inwardly he was already plotting, thinking of making up for the missed eting gift.
About ten minutes later, Aoyama Xiu Xin received a call, "Chief of Police Aoyama, this is Saoi Taka, head of criminal division at the Asahikawa Police Station. By superior orders, we are to escort you back to Sapporo. Our n have controlled the situation downstairs, please co down confidently."
"Thank you, Mr. Saoi, I’ll be right there." Aoyama Xiu Xin hung up the phone, looked down from the window to confirm the police’s arrival, then turned to Fujimoto Ryosuke and asked, "I need to return to Sapporo first, what about you?"
"No need, they’re blocking you, not coming for . You go ahead, I’ll head back on my own in a couple of days," Fujimoto Ryosuke shook his head.
Aoyama Xiu Xin didn’t say much more, patted his shoulder, and walked out. Seeing Mrs. Qingshui was about to follow, he looked back at her, "You can’t co with ; too many eyes are watching outside. I’ll arrange another car to send you back."
He was already in the eye of the storm, and being seen leaving the hotel with a woman, especially if Mrs. Qingshui’s identity was uncovered, would only heat things up further.
"Hey! I got it!" Mrs. Qingshui had initially just instinctively followed him, but realizing what he said, she stopped and nodded in response.
Aoyama Xiu Xin turned and left. As he walked out the hotel entrance, the crowd, blocked by a police human wall, was furiously shouting against him.
Only the on-site reporters refrained from participating.
"A life for a life, give up the murderer!"
"Aoyama Xiu Xin! You murderer!"
Although he knew most of these people were paid actors, and a few were idiots with their own supplies, Aoyama Xiu Xin could not afford not to respond.
Otherwise, it would appear as if he was running away guilty. His reply was not intended for these people, but was ant for the entire nation via the reporters present.
"There is more to this incident, a criminal conspiracy aid at . I urge the nation not to be swayed or used by manipulators, thus becoming accomplices to criminals. Trust my character! Trust the police! Give so ti, and I will provide everyone with the truth!"
Aoyama Xiu Xin spoke earnestly, his face stern and righteous. As his words ended, he bowed and got into the car under the escort of several police officers wielding shields.
He believed that, based on the foundation he had laid, most of the nation would still view the situation rationally; so would irrationally support him, and so would irrationally oppose him.
But no matter what, he had to prove his innocence, or even his supporters might change their stance.
And he would also take harsh revenge on Akahone Jiancheng!
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