CHAPTER 764: CHAPTER 623: THUNDERSTRUCK, RAGE FOR A BEAUTY

"Knock knock knock!"

The sound of knocking interrupted Xiu Xin’s thoughts.

"Come in."

Asakura Yurong pushed the door open and met Xiu Xin’s puzzled gaze. She closed the door and smiled gently, saying, "I saw that your office light was still on, so I knew you hadn’t left yet. Want to have a late-night snack together?"

Xiu Xin sized her up; her snug police uniform tightly wrapped her fiery figure, especially the full curves beneath the black trousers. Even through the fabric, the contours suggested a voluptuousness.

Returning to Tokyo these days had been busy, and he hadn’t had time to rekindle old passions with Asakura Yurong.

"Sure, let me make a call first." Xiu Xin smiled slightly, then picked up the phone to call Yoshikai Youzai. "Find a way to compare the skin flakes from Mrs. Takahashi’s fingers with Saito Youmei’s DNA."

"Minister, you mean...?" Yoshikai Youzai was stunned, unable to believe it. "Impossible, right?"

Mrs. Takahashi had been raped and murdered. If the skin flakes in her fingers really came from Saito Youmei, Yoshikai Youzai could hardly imagine what kind of tool was used for the crime.

"I’m just suspicious right now, so hurry up and investigate. Let me know the results," Xiu Xin explained no further and hung up the phone. He got up and grabbed his coat, saying to Asakura Yurong, "Let’s go."

"Sure!" Asakura Yurong opened the door and waited until Xiu Xin left the room before closing it behind her. With curiosity written all over her face, she asked softly, "I know some things about the Takahashi couple’s case; does the Minister suspect Saito Youmei as the murderer? But both of them were violated!"

How could Saito Youmei, a woman, violate another woman and a man? It didn’t make sense.

"It’s just a reasonable deduction based on the clues found. Perhaps the Takahashi couple were merely staged to appear as rape victims, intended to mislead the police into thinking the perpetrator was male," Xiu Xin added with a wry smile. "Besides, who said just because Saito Youmei is a woman, she couldn’t have raped the couple? Ever heard of Four Loves? What if Saito Youmei’s murder weapon is Purple Mood?"

Asakura Yurong was baffled, shamefully and humbly aware of her own lack of knowledge, although she didn’t understand, she still praised, "Indeed, you’re remarkable, Minister. As soon as you took over, you proposed two new possibilities for the case that Deputy Director Miyagi was stumped by."

"It all depends on the DNA test results, otherwise, it’s just empty anticipation." Xiu Xin dodged the praise and shook his head, then asked, "Where shall we eat?"

"How about my place?" Asakura Yurong pressed the elevator button and said, "I’m pretty good at cooking noodles."

"Really? Then I must savor it properly!" Xiu Xin replied meaningfully.

Asakura Yurong smiled faintly, "Certainly!"

Twenty minutes later, they arrived. Asakura Yurong opened the door, placed her bag and keys on the entryway cabinet, casually kicked off her low-heeled shoes, her black stocking-clad feet stepping onto the soft carpet. Bent over, she offered Xiu Xin slippers from the shoe cabinet, her round peach-like form being paired with a slender waist creating a strong visual impact for Xiu Xin, whose penchant for stocks was rivaled by her curves.

The bent position made her pant legs ride up a bit, which let Xiu Xin see she was wearing not short socks, but long stockings; this woman came prepared.

Asakura Yurong still couldn’t find the slippers, she was almost crawling into the shoe cabinet, leaving only her rounded bottom wagging outside, evidently pleading for attention.

Which official could withstand such a test?

Xiu Xin directly embraced her from behind.

"Ah! Minister! No, we’ll be seen here," Asakura Yurong said trembling, she knew how to excite Xiu Xin even more.

Xiu Xin took a deep breath, directly engaging Asakura Yurong right at the doorway. The battlefield quickly shifted from her own door to the neighbor’s door.

Her whole body leaned against the neighbor’s door.

But to Xiu Xin’s disappointment, the neighbors seemed not to be home, lacking some excitement tools.

Afterward, they returned home, closed the door bare and lay embracing on the sofa. Xiu Xin made a call to Jin Yucheng downstairs, "Go to the monitoring room and get the surveillance footage of me on this floor."

"Sure!" Jin Yucheng was accustomed to it, guessing his boss was likely having a tryst with Asakura Yurong in the hallway, unperturbed, thinking even if Xiu Xin were doing it in a coffin it would be normal.

Seeing Xiu Xin hang up, Asakura Yurong, eyes hazy, said, "Minister, you are truly amazing. Do you know how I’ve been this past year with you away? Every day I longed for your return."

"Speak plainly," Xiu Xin laughed.

Asakura Yurong pouted and complained, "Those people lack your foresight. Ever since you left, no one has paid attention to our Internet Security Department, which you personally established! You can’t just ignore it."

"I’m back now, aren’t I? As long as you make me happy, the issues and difficulties you faced before will naturally be resolved." Xiu Xin laughed heartily, showing his bureaucratic nature, only missing the stereotypical plumpness.

Due to his physique, he often stood out among those corrupt officials, sometimes feeling inferior because he was too handsome and well-built.

Asakura Yurong suddenly beamed, speaking tenderly, "I promise to satisfy the Minister."

The Internet Security Department is responsible for technical work.

She, as the department head, is responsible for sexual technical work.

...

Today, Yoshifu Yamanaka was distracted during his lecture.

His gaze frequently turned to an empty seat against the wall at the back of the classroom, where Bai He always sat, but she still hadn’t come even as the class was about to end.

Finally, the class ended, and Yoshifu Yamanaka hurriedly left, anxious and burning with worry, wanting to contact Bai He but not having any contact information. He even considered using his identity to ask the police for help.

"Ring ring! Ring ring!"

Just then, his phone rang.

"Moshi moshi?" He answered irritably.

"......" There was a long silence on the other end, followed by Bai He’s hoarse voice, "Teacher Yamaoka, I don’t want to live anymore."

"Bai He!" Yoshifu Yamanaka exclaimed, asking urgently: "What happened? Please don’t do anything foolish. Where are you? I’ll come to find you!"

"Wuwuwu, I... I’m home, I feel so helpless right now." Bai He started crying.

Yoshifu Yamanaka was pressing the elevator button so frantically it almost broke, but the elevator didn’t arrive, so he had to take the stairs, "Where’s your home? The address! Tell me the address! I’m coming over now, don’t do anything rash until I get there, Bai He, I’m begging you."

"My home is wuwu..." Bai He started sobbing uncontrollably, then choked out an address.

"Don’t hang up! Don’t hang up! I’m coming over now, keep the line open."

Yoshifu Yamanaka’s voice trembled with anxiety and fear, fearing the helpless and despairing tone in Bai He’s voice and the possibility of losing her voice suddenly on the phone, fearing that when he arrived, he’d find a dead body upon opening the door.

Thankfully, Bai He’s sobs continued on the phone until he reached her door and knocked loudly.

"Bai He! It’s Teacher Yamaoka, open the door!"

After a moment, the door opened, and Yoshifu Yamanaka was shocked by the sight of Bai He.

Her hair was disheveled, her face bruised, her clothes in disarray, with exposed skin showing bruises all over, like a once vibrant lily battered into tatters by a storm.

"Teacher Yamaoka! Wuwuwuwu!"

Bai He threw herself into Yoshifu Yamanaka’s arms.

"Bai He, what exactly happened?"

Yoshifu Yamanaka held her tightly, gritting his teeth as he asked.

Bai He just shook her head and cried, refusing to answer, only holding him tighter.

In this situation, Yoshifu Yamanaka could already guess what she had experienced, his heart aching as if sliced by a knife, he closed the door and held her indoors, "Please, you must tell me, Bai He!"

After crying for a while, Bai He’s emotions stabilized to just sobbing, and she haltingly recounted the incident, "Yesterday, I was going to make a call, but I was a bit drunk and walked into the wrong room. I wanted to leave, but a man wouldn’t let me go and insisted on pouring me drinks, and finally he and another man forced me out, pushed me into a car and took me away."

"He took me to a villa, not only violated me but also beat and tortured me. I was afraid he’d kill me, so I had to pretend to cooperate. This morning, he threw me some money and had someone take me back, saying he remembered my home address and if I dared to call the police, he’d kill me."

"Wuwuwu, Teacher Yamaoka, I really don’t know what to do, why, why did he treat me like this, what did I do wrong..."

"Damn it!" Yoshifu Yamanaka’s eyes became red with rage as he listened, furiously grabbing Bai He’s small hand and said, "Bai He, you did nothing wrong, it’s that damned beast who’s at fault. Do you know who he is?"

"I don’t know." Bai He shook her head, smiling miserably through tears, "Even if I knew, what could I do? Can a weak woman like me possibly get revenge on him? It would only make me more troubled."

"You have me!" Yoshifu Yamanaka raised his voice, his eyes bloodshot, "I will find him and avenge you, Bai He, I swear!"

"No! Mr. Yamaoka! You can’t fight against a rich person like him! I don’t want you to get hurt because of a tattered flower like me, I’m begging you." Bai He begged him relentlessly.

Her words only made Yoshifu Yamanaka angrier and more resentful towards the assailant, he took a deep breath and feigned agreement, "Okay, I promise you, let’s go to the hospital for a check-up so there aren’t any scars left on your body."

"Okay." Bai He responded amidst her sobs.

After taking care of her wounds at the hospital, Yoshifu Yamanaka sent Bai He home to rest, stayed with her for a while to calm her emotions, and only left once he was sure she’d abandoned any thought of suicide, heading straight for the izakaya from last night, using his abilities to persuade the owner to let him check last night’s surveillance footage.

Seeing the man who took Bai He from the surveillance footage made Yoshifu Yamanaka’s anger overflow.

"Hatanaka Ichiro! You damned bastard!"

Being in the same second-generation circle, Yoshifu Yamanaka certainly knew Hatanaka Ichiro, this scumbag had raped his beloved woman and driven her close to suicide.

This grudge must be avenged, or he wouldn’t be able to live peacefully for the rest of his life!