However, from another perspective, establishing the Imperial Pole Society did indeed achieve his original purpose.
It provided him with assistance in his political career.
Aoyama Xiu Xin could also contribute.
And Ishihara Tairo, who was sold out, remained oblivious to this. As soon as he returned to the headquarters of the Imperial Pole Society, he imdiately convened all core senior mbers for a "pre-war mobilization."
Aoyama Xiu Xin made a phone call to Hashimoto Youko.
"Check if Mitsuo Mutou has been executed yet."
He only rembered that Mitsuo Mutou had been transferred to the prosecutor’s office and sentenced to hanging; he had not followed up on the case and truly did not know if the execution had taken place.
Hashimoto Youko quickly returned Aoyama Xiu Xin’s call, "The prison responded that he’s still alive."
Apart from so special cases where the death penalty is carried out imdiately after sentencing, most cases await execution for so ti, and so could even take over a decade.
"I want to et him this afternoon, have the prison arrange it," Aoyama Xiu Xin breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully Mitsuo Mutou was not yet dead, as he could still be of so use.
Hashimoto Youko acknowledged with a sound, "Hi!"
"Big sister, I have to step out for a bit, you rest well. If there’s anything you need, ask Elena or the police outside to take care of it." After hanging up the call, Aoyama Xiu Xin gently spoke to Aoyama Haruko while holding her hand.
Aoyama Haruko smiled gracefully, "Mmm."
"Ding ling ling! Ding ling ling!" And at that mont, Aoyama Xiu Xin’s phone rang again, "Hello."
"It’s ."
"Hi! Mayor!" Aoyama Xiu Xin recognized the voice as Miyashita Hidekatsu, "Do you have any instructions for ?"
"Nothing much, it’s just that Rizai said you took a phone call and rushed off, so I wanted to ask if anything happened and if you need any help from ," Miyashita Hidekatsu spoke kindly.
Aoyama Xiu Xin was sowhat touched and replied with utmost respect, "Thank you for your concern, Mr. Mayor. The hospital inford that my big sister had entered the maternity ward. You were busy at the mont, so I couldn’t notify you."
"Ha ha, that’s great news, congratulations, Xiu Xin, on your new nephew." Miyashita Hidekatsu laughed, not sure why but he had a hunch that Aoyama Xiu Xin might be the sa kind of person as himself; the child in his big sister’s belly nad his nephew might actually be his son.
After a bit more friendly exchange, the two hung up.
.........
At three in the afternoon, Aoyama Xiu Xin t with Mitsuo Mutou in Asahikawa Prison, which mainly housed serious offenders.
"Hehe, I truly did not expect to see Minister Aoyama here," Mitsuo Mutou seed to be in good spirits, smiling at Aoyama Xiu Xin.
With his notorious reputation earned on the outside and already sentenced to death, he had nothing to worry about and thus held sway in the prison, walking around like he owned the place.
Aoyama Xiu Xin threw a cigarette to him.
Mitsuo Mutou was stunned for a mont, then picked it up from the table and put it in his mouth, quietly watching him.
Aoyama Xiu Xin took the initiative to light the cigarette for him.
"Puff—" Mitsuo Mutou took a deep inhale and showed a look of satisfaction, flicking the ashes and speaking, enveloped in pleasure, "No wonder, it’s a cigarette lit by the renowned Minister Aoyama, it truly has an extraordinary taste. Say it, considering such an important person as you deigned to light a cigarette for , I’ll help with whatever you need."
He wasn’t foolish; if Aoyama Xiu Xin suddenly wanted to see him after months, and even offered him a cigarette with such friendliness, it ant he surely had use for him.
Being a dead man walking, since the other party was willing to show him respect, he was ready to reciprocate.
"I want you to change your confession and say you were a mber of the Imperial Pole Society, and that all the heinous cris were directed by the Imperial Pole Society," Aoyama Xiu Xin pursed his lips.
He planned to label the Imperial Pole Society as a terrorist organization, not just an extre-right group; after all, it was well known that investigating a case needed evidence, but counter-terrorism only required a list of nas and locations.
If the Imperial Pole Society didn’t disband on its own, he was going to disperse the organization using the most brutal thods, physically breaking it apart, scattering it to the winds.
"Using soone else’s hand to kill, huh?" Mitsuo Mutou smiled wryly, shrugged, and said, "For a man about to die, I don’t really care. To be in the spotlight one last ti is more than I could ask for, but the problem is, just because I say I’m a mber of the Imperial Pole Society doesn’t an everyone will believe it, right?"
"You don’t need to worry about that; I will find the evidence to prove you are a mber of the Imperial Pole Society. You just need to choose whether to agree or not," Aoyama Xiu Xin stated.
Mitsuo Mutou nodded, "I agree to your terms."
"Thank you." Aoyama Xiu Xin nodded, then stood up and left, "I will contact you when it’s ti."
Upon returning to Sapporo, Aoyama Xiu Xin imdiately had his subordinates secretly gather information on the Imperial Pole Society.
And he promptly interrogated Sato Yuudou.
"Aoyama Xiu Xin, what right do you have to arrest !"
Up until this mont, having been cut off from the outside world, Sato Yuudou was still unaware of the reason for his arrest. He had his suspicions but was clinging to a slim hope.
In response to his question, Aoyama Xiu Xin didn’t answer but calmly removed his coat, took off his tie, and handed his watch over to Hashimoto Youko standing behind him.
Then, he unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt, emotionless, stepped forward, grabbed Sato Yuudou by the collar and hauled him up, punching him repeatedly in the face.
"Ah! Damn it! Aoyama Xiu Xin, have you gone mad!"
"You idiot! I’m going to report you!"
"Ah! Bastard! Stop it! You mongrel!"
"Please... please stop, I beg you."
Sato Yuudou’s curses turned into pleas for rcy, his face swelled like a pig’s head, bruised and battered.
Aoyama Xiu Xin let go, and he collapsed onto the ground as if every bone in his body had been broken.
"The pregnant woman you pushed over today was my sister-in-law. Her unborn child didn’t survive," Aoyama Xiu Xin said coldly, stepping on his face.
Sato Yuudou shivered violently, his eyes wide with terror, his complexion deathly pale, he stamred, "I... I didn’t an for it to happen."
He was completely panicked now, surely he would pay with his life for causing Aoyama Xiu Xin’s sister-in-law to miscarry.
"Do you know the child was just one month away from being born? You deserve to die; you need to be buried alongside that child," Aoyama Xiu Xin enunciated each word.
Tears stread down Sato Yuudou’s face, his body quivering like a sieve as he sobbed uncontrollably, shaking his head, "Please don’t kill , I beg you, please don’t kill . I really didn’t know, I didn’t want it to be like this!"
Aoyama Xiu Xin looked down at him dispassionately, letting him cry for a while before finally saying, "If you don’t want to die, then you’ll have to do sothing for ."
"I agree! I agree! I’ll agree to anything you say!" Sato Yuudou, like a drowning man grasping at straws, didn’t even wait for Aoyama Xiu Xin to specify the task before eagerly agreeing.
A trace of scorn flashed in Aoyama Xiu Xin’s eyes.
How could such a person, afraid of death and greedy for life, dare to have such extre political views and demands?
And even dare to promote them on the streets, laughable.
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