CHAPTER 771: CHAPTER 630: LOVE-BRAINED, TAKASHITA KANJI’S SUDDEN INVITATION

Facing Xiu Xin’s first inquiry, Saito Youmei said in desperation that she left in a friend’s car. When asked which car it was, she did not answer. This was not because she was lying, but because she wanted to protect her accomplice.

"Knock knock!" Seeing her remain silent, Xiu Xin impatiently tapped the table and urged, "Silence means I’m right. To find out who your accomplice is, I just need to check the owners of the cars that left the alley that morning and I’ll lock onto him. So, you should confess now."

"I’ve already confessed, just taking me is enough to close the case, saving you trouble. Isn’t that good?" Saito Youmei pleaded, her eyes revealing sorrow.

Xiu Xin sneered, grabbed her chin seriously, and said, "I’m Heisei’s No.1 Detective! How could I do something like that?"

With that, he released her.

"Speak honestly. Save us the trouble, and when we catch the person, we won’t make it difficult for you to protect that accomplice. Otherwise, when we find out ourselves, we’ll make sure to teach him a lesson first, making him wish he were dead!"

Xiu Xin threatened fiercely, his eyes showing menace.

Saito Youmei’s tears fell as she sobbed and shook her head repeatedly until Xiu Xin was about to leave. Then she hurriedly spoke, "I’ll talk! I’ll say it all."

Xiu Xin stopped and turned back.

"I’m not the one addicted to gambling; it’s my boyfriend, who I’ve been in love with for years. He owes the Yamakawa Family’s violent gang a lot of high-interest loans, which are due soon. If he doesn’t repay by the deadline, the Yamakawa Family will definitely kill him."

"I sought help from Takahashi, hoping they’d lend me money. Unexpectedly, they not only refused but also belittled my boyfriend and advised me to break up. I’ve told you what happened afterward; the murder and theft were committed by me. My boyfriend was just responsible for driving outside waiting for me. I’m the main offender, he’s just an accessory."

Saito Youmei confessed tearfully.

Xiu Xin never expected that he himself would have some responsibility for this case, considering the Yamakawa Family was a dog he fed. But what moved him even more was Saito Youmei’s love-driven mind; it was truly incurable!

"What’s his full name and where does he live?"

Saito Youmei sobbed out a name and address, repeatedly emphasizing she was the main offender, the boyfriend was just an accessory, hoping for leniency towards him.

"Immediately bring him back." Xiu Xin ordered Yoshikai Youzai and walked out of the interrogation room, since he didn’t need to personally interrogate this accessory.

Yoshikai Youzai responded loudly, "Yes!"

Saito Youmei’s boyfriend wasn’t caught at home.

But was caught in a small casino run by the Yamakawa Family, ruddy and sweating as he gambled.

Saito Youmei had already confessed, so he naturally had no room for deceit, honestly accounting for everything, his statement matching the details Saito Youmei had provided.

That afternoon, Police Headquarters held a press conference officially announcing the resolution of the Takahashi couple murder case.

Miyagi Youcai was stunned for a while upon hearing the news.

He hadn’t expected Xiu Xin to actually solve the case in just a few days. Although their standpoints were different, he had to admit the title of Heisei’s No.1 Detective was well-deserved, not exaggerated.

After all, at least in terms of detail and thinking, he was one step behind his counterpart, never imagining that the murder was a female perpetrator’s fabrication to confuse the police.

His mood today wasn’t too pleasant, as he’d learned about Miyazaki Junichi’s disappearance and that Hatanaka Zizi was thoroughly out of the running for prime minister.

He also understood he probably wouldn’t last long in the Criminal Department. Now he just hoped Hatanaka Zizi might recognize his contributions and consider helping him out.

Suddenly, he thought about Xiu Xin, who was younger, taller, and more handsome, with better connections and more capable—just more promising altogether—making him feel deflated like a balloon, losing all his fighting spirit.

That evening, news broadcasts everywhere covered this story, and public shock over the bizarre twists in the case naturally followed with widespread praise for Xiu Xin: Truly worthy of being a detective.

Xiu Xin used this case to broadcast to all of Tokyo’s citizens: After a year away, he returns as awesome as ever.

That night, Xiu Xin didn’t go home; instead, he went to Yehua Yiren’s house. Over the past two years, with the support of the Yanchuan Family, Nozawa Financial Corporation had rapidly expanded like a balloon, becoming a domestic lending industry giant. Yet as president, Yehua Yiren still lived in the same small villa from before.

Since he’d called beforehand, when Xiu Xin arrived, he saw Yehua Yiren waiting at the door from inside his car window. Her hair was tied at the back with a wooden hairpin holding it in place, and she wore a rich, ornate kimono exuding nobility, her upper body full and plump.

Some women grow more charming with age and experience; Yehua Yiren was of this type, like wine growing more mellow. Of course, this only applies to those under forty who frequently spend money on beauty treatments.

Otherwise, it’s not aged wine; it’s expired wine.

After getting out of the car, Xiu Xin walked over, jokingly said, "My, the famous businesswoman personally comes to greet me; I’m intimidated."

"Without Mr. Aoyama, how could there be the current Yiren?" In front of him, Yehua Yiren remained as gentle and lovely as ever, squatting down to arrange the slippers and saying, "I’ll help Mr. Aoyama change shoes."

"Let me do it myself." Xiu Xin stopped her, considering Yehua Yiren’s status had dramatically changed, he had to offer her respect off the bed.

After changing shoes, he shut the door and followed Yehua Yiren into the house. Looking around, he said, "It’s been a while since I’ve been here; things are the same as before with no change."

"I’m nostalgic, accustomed to it, reluctant to make any changes." Yehua Yiren smiled faintly. After Xiu Xin sat down, she knelt on the carpet to make tea for him.

Xiu Xin turned his head to look at the spotless photo of Yeharadong and said, "You really are sentimental."

Yehua Yiren’s face turned slightly red, lowering her head as she brewed tea without answering, and after a while, she softly bit her lip and murmured, "I just specially arranged it."

She lifted her eyes slightly, seductive as silk.

Aoyama Xiu Xin suddenly gasped.

"You truly understand, know, and love me, dear!"

"Nozawa Financial Company has reached its current heights, my late husband would surely be grateful to you, Mr. Aoyama." Yehua Yiren stood up and sat in Aoyama Xiu Xin’s lap, her feet wrapped in black stockings dangling softly as she spoke with a charming blush, "Let him see how I thank Mr. Aoyama for him."

Aoyama Xiu Xin complied smoothly, allowing Yehua Yiren and Yeharadong to face each other and see everything clearly.

Yehua Yiren trembled, her hands tightly grasping both sides of the framed photo for support.

"Go upstairs," Yehua Yiren said, her voice shaking.

Aoyama Xiu Xin held her and walked upstairs.

Step by step, ascending the stairs.

When he pushed open the door to the room, he found two women sitting on the bed inside, it was the sisters Nakayama Meihui and Zhongshan Ren whom he hadn’t seen in a long time.

"Good evening, Minister Aoyama."

The sisters of Zhongshan stood up, bowed, and greeted him.

Both wore nothing but white short socks, looking particularly enticing.

"Mr. Aoyama, they’re quite famous now, dream lovers of countless citizens."

Yehua Yiren said with a beaming smile.

The sisters of Zhongshan lowered their heads, blushing deeply.

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"Ring ring! Ring ring!"

In the morning, a shrill phone ring resounded.

Aoyama Xiu Xin didn’t open his eyes, groggily reaching around the bedside, he picked up the phone.

"This is Aoyama Xiu Xin. Speak."

"Minister, this is Takashita Kanji, hope I’m not disturbing your rest?" Takashita Kanji asked respectfully.

Aoyama Xiu Xin sighed helplessly, suppressing the urge to curse, and asked, "What do you need?"

He raised his hand to glance at his watch.

Can’t really blame Takashita Kanji, it’s already past 9 AM; usually, he would have been up by now. It was only because of last night’s exertions, battling the Three Yin War Donkey, that he overslept this morning.

"Minister, it’s been a while since I’ve had the chance to report my status to you alone since returning to Tokyo. I hope to have breakfast with you this morning; please give me this opportunity," Takashita Kanji raised his voice.

Aoyama Xiu Xin squinted his eyes; Takashita Kanji was a mole planted by Hatanaka Zizi, contacting him at this juncture surely means something’s afoot.

After a brief thought, he agreed cheerfully, "Alright, just name the place."

There’s no way to always guard against a thief; Aoyama Xiu Xin intended to see what Takashita Kanji had up his sleeve.

If he truly was inviting him on Hatanaka Zizi’s orders, it indicated that Hatanaka Zizi is making a last-ditch effort, struggling desperately. In which case, he must extinguish this final glimmer of hope and make him surrender completely!

"Sure! I’m at... awaiting your esteemed arrival, Minister," Takashita Kanji provided a restaurant address.

"Alright, Mr. Takashita, I’ll be on my way,"

After hanging up, Aoyama Xiu Xin got up, the Nakayama sisters, full of marks from being ravaged, immediately hurried over to attend to his washing and dressing.

These actresses, regardless of their fame,

are mere playthings for the powerful.

Just depends on whether they feel like playing or not.

Once dressed, coming downstairs, Aoyama Xiu Xin saw Yehua Yiren had already prepared breakfast, and said apologetically, "Sorry, dear, I need to leave for something important, so I can’t have breakfast."

"Alright, important matters come first, please take care, Mr. Aoyama," Yehua Yiren paused, then smiled slightly, speaking in a considerate manner.

Seeing this, Aoyama Xiu Xin turned to the dining table, took a piece of bread, and smiled, "I’ll at least have something for my stomach so your efforts aren’t wasted."

Yehua Yiren smiled warmly, seeing him off.

After getting into the car, Aoyama Xiu Xin called Nakamura Shinichi, instructing him to bring people in plain clothes to the restaurant mentioned by Takashita Kanji and set up an ambush, just in case.