readsfreenovel Chapter 115 - 111: Murder, Impersonation, Angry Heize Xin (Requesting Monthly Tickets!)
Chapter 115 - 111: Murder, Impersonation, Angry Heize Xin (Requesting Monthly Tickets!)
Chapter 115: Chapter 111: Murder, Impersonation, Angry Heize Xin (Requesting Monthly Tickets!)At 7 PM, the sky hadn’t completely darkened yet, but the street lamps were already lit, and the streets of Tokyo were bustling with noise.
In the Harbor District, South Azabu 3rd District, police cars had filled the area in front of a single-family house, and a cordon was established.
The outermost area was crowded with onlookers.
"Beep—beep beep—" Aoyama Xiu Xin honked the horn in his car for a while before finally driving in.
Even in a Mercedes, traffic was unavoidable.
After getting out of the car, he took out his work badge, hung it around his neck for the police officers at the perimeter to see, then put on the shoe covers and gloves handed to him and entered the house.
Upon entering, in addition to the police filling the room, the most noticeable thing was a woman’s corpse lying on the living room floor.
She appeared to be in her mid-twenties, with a good figure and appearance, wearing business attire, seemingly just returned home from work and then murdered, with a wound on her neck.
Nakamura Shinichi, who had arrived at the scene first, hurried over to report to Aoyama Xiu Xin: "The victim’s name is Ayase Mihiko, 24 years old, a regular employee in the personnel department at Agricultural and Forestry Facilities Co., Ltd. She died less than three hours ago. The cause of death was asphyxiation and excessive bleeding due to her throat being slit. No signs of struggle at the scene, which suggests the crime went smoothly."
"Two different types of shoe prints were found, suggesting two perpetrators. No fingerprints were left, likely because gloves were worn. Considering they wore gloves but no shoe covers, they aren’t very professional, probably leaving plenty of traces. We’ve already sent someone to retrieve nearby surveillance."
"The house had been rummaged through. No jewelry was found, suggesting the perpetrators might have taken it after the murder, initially suggesting robbery as the motive."
"Umh," Aoyama Xiu Xin acknowledged, then began his
He looked up at Neitian Youji across the table.
But Neitian Youji just focused on eating her meal, chatting with Aoyama Haruko as though it wasn’t her foot at all.
Aoyama Xiu Xin discretely moved his leg away.
Neitian Youji’s lips curled slightly upward, then she boldly placed both feet on his leg, clumsily mimicking a move from a movie, starting her new prank.
"Shh~"
Aoyama Xiu Xin instantly gasped.
Contributing his part to global warming.
"Xiu Xin, what’s wrong?" Aoyama Haruko stopped chatting with Neitian Youji and turned to look at him.
"Nothing, nothing," Aoyama Xiu Xin responded with a smile, glancing again at Neitian Youji across the table.
Neitian Youji batted her eyelashes, giving him a sweet smile. She picked up new skills quite fast, her movements becoming more adept and joyful.
Half an hour later, her feet started to feel sore, her eyes showing confusion and emptiness. Didn’t the people in the movies get it done very quickly?
Perhaps it was because her skills were still not good enough.
And seeing that no matter how she played, Aoyama Xiu Xin remained composed without any dysfunction, she suddenly felt bored, pouted, and took her feet back.
Aoyama Xiu Xin felt a bit disappointed, after all, being teased by such a beautiful young girl was quite thrilling.
After dinner, Aoyama Haruko went to wash the dishes, and Neitian Youji dutifully went to help, making Aoyama Xiu Xin seriously suspect she didn’t want to give him a chance to be alone with her.
Because she knew he would definitely question her.
After washing the dishes, Neitian Youji bowed to both, carrying her bag, "Thank you Sister Qingzi and Brother Xiu Xin for having me tonight, I’m heading out, see you tomorrow."
She was very polite, sweet, and adorable.
"I’ll walk you home, it’s late, and I worry it might not be safe," Aoyama Xiu Xin said with a smile.
"Ah! No need, I’ll take a taxi," Neitian Youji immediately became a bit flustered, hurriedly refusing before turning to leave as if being chased by a wolf.
But she had to put on her shoes, and while she was doing so, Aoyama Xiu Xin grabbed her by the collar, speaking with a gentle smile, "I said I’d walk you home, that’s final. Besides, calling a taxi? What, are you rich now?"
"Yes, Youji, save when you can, just let Xiu Xin walk you home," Aoyama Haruko chimed in.
Neitian Youji’s smile was uglier than crying, nodding despairingly, "Hi!"
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Meanwhile, at Tokyo District Court.
Heize Xin was meeting with his lawyer.
"Mr. Heize, they refuse to accept your offer to resign voluntarily, insisting on prosecuting you according to legal procedures," the lawyer said with a grave expression.
"Hmph, I’ve worked hard for this country my entire life, and now they won’t even grant me the last bit of dignity," Heize Xin sarcastically laughed, eyes flaming with rage, his fists clenched till the veins showed.
The lawyer, seeing his condition, quickly threw in a change of subject to divert his attention, "By the way, Mr. Heize, we found out about the photo matter. It was Police Headquarters’ detective Aoyama Xiu Xin who handed it over to Yanchuan Xianyou."
He specifically detailed it, fearing that Mr. Heize might not have heard of such a minor figure as Aoyama Xiu Xin.
"Idiot! Aoyama Xiu Xin!"
Heize Xin became even more furious upon hearing this. He had never imagined that, after giving that ant a chance out of his goodwill, he would choose to stab him in the back.
If it were just for the corruption, he might still have had a chance to start over.
He should have killed him when he had the chance.
"Aoyama Xiu Xin! Damn Aoyama Xiu Xin!"
Heize Xin was breathing rapidly, his face twitching, his whole body trembling visibly with anger.
"Mr. Heize, calm down, please calm down."
The lawyer hurriedly tried to soothe him because Heize Xin had a cerebral vascular disease that could be triggered by extreme agitation.
"Aoyama Xiu Xin!" Heize Xin, at this moment, couldn’t hear anything the lawyer was saying, continuously repeating the name.