Tokyo: From Lawless Madpolice to Minister

In the original timeline, starting from the year before last, Japan's economy showed a brief warming trend before declining again, making the Japanese people just glimpse hope only to fall into despair, experiencing sharp emotional highs and lows.

But in this current timeline, they are completely free from such worries, because thanks to the butterfly effect caused by that pest, Aoyama Xiu Xin, the economy shows no signs of warming at all, remaining consistently bleak and lifeless.

Never having seen hope, naturally, there will be no disappointment.

Although Aoyama Xiu Xin is currently just a Police Director General, seemingly not a major figure who could influence the fate of the nation, his inventions like the automatic loan machine, coupled with his rampant corruption, smuggling, bribery, and embezzlement of military funds, condoning violent gangs conducting illegal businesses, and further expanding this group of corrupt officials after helping Yanchuan Shilang become Prime Minister, have all caused substantial damage to Japan's economy.

The current economy was already sluggish, and with Aoyama Xiu Xin's group making it worse, hoping for a rebound in the short term is extraordinarily difficult.

Aoyama Xiu Xin's meticulous efforts to sabotage the economy were not simply for money; it was to ensure that Japan's social environment remained in a state of high pressure and dissatisfaction with the status quo, providing fertile ground for the subsequent coup d'état.

So thanks to him.

This year, there are more homeless people in Tokyo.

Watching the homeless sleeping on roadside benches from the car window, Aoyama Xiu Xin sighed empathetically, "This is too unsafe. What if they fall off and get injured at night? Seems like we need to increase police patrols to drive these people off the benches."

"But if they don't sleep on the benches, where else can they sleep?" Jin Yucheng couldn't help but say.

Aoyama Xiu Xin confidently retorted, "What does that have to do with me? I've already been concerned about them falling off the benches and have specifically allocated police to drive them away; I even care about their bodies more than they do themselves. Isn't that enough?"

Sometimes Jin Yucheng felt that if he took the wheel and randomly crashed into a truck, he'd be the benefactor of all Japanese people for eliminating a living scumbag.

"Boss, having you is truly their blessing."

"Hmm, they think so too." Aoyama Xiu Xin smiled and pointed at the posters of him being appointed Police Director General posted spontaneously by the roadside people.

Jin Yucheng's lips twitched and he fell silent.

Aoyama Xiu Xin opened his mouth to speak, drawing back his gaze from the window, and curiously asked, "Yu Cheng, how do you think I compare with General Jin?"

"Uh…" After organizing his words, Jin Yucheng said, "The General is just an ordinary person."

"Didn't expect that you've learned how to flatter too." Aoyama Xiu Xin shook his head with a wry smile.

Jin Yucheng pursed his lips but said nothing. No, what I meant was: boss, you're fucking not human anymore.

A few minutes later, the vehicle reached the underground parking lot of the Heaven Club, leaving Jin Yucheng inside the car to prevent bad guys from planting bombs, while Aoyama Xiu Xin took a dedicated elevator alone upstairs directly to his private suite.

This suite was a gift from the Great Han Min National Group leader Tangong Huizi to celebrate his promotion to Police Director General, and today is his first visit.

The suite occupies an entire floor, and there is no button for this floor in the elevator; it only moves and stops automatically after swiping a card. Exiting the elevator leads to a short but broad and well-lit corridor with five young women with fair skin and alluring figures standing on each side, all with uniform hairstyles and hair colors, dressed in black suits, skirts with black stockings, and high heels, quite pleasing to the eye.

"Good evening, Director."

"Please change your shoes, Director."

As the elevator doors opened, they immediately bowed and greeted him, with two kneeling before him holding slippers, respectfully serving him to change shoes.

And he only needed to raise his foot and step down.

"If I don't come, do you have to stand here all the time?" Aoyama Xiu Xin cooperatively changed shoes with the two, casually asked out of curiosity.

A woman with a diamond brooch pinned to her chest, seemingly the supervisor here, answered with a smile, "We have day and evening shifts, each lasting 12 hours, to ensure that whenever you choose to come, there will always be ten people ready to serve you."

"Tsk." Even though Aoyama Xiu Xin was already plenty corrupt, Tangong Huizi's arrangements still left him somewhat speechless. Imagine, even if he doesn't come here for a month or two, there would still be twenty fair and beautiful girls showing up here daily just for the one percent chance of serving him.

Now that's truly extravagant.

Lawrence hadn't arrived yet. After changing his shoes, Aoyama Xiu Xin took a towel handed over by a woman and wiped his face and hands, "So, introduce this place to me."

"Hi!" The woman with the chest pin slightly bowed in response, then lifted her head with a smile and said, "Let's start with us, the service staff. Director, you probably aren't interested in our names, so there's no need to waste your time; we are all Koreans, with clean backgrounds, parents still alive, none over 23 years old, all fluent in Korean, Japanese, and English, skilled in dance, singing, yoga, massage, bartending, tea brewing, etc., and all stand at a unified height of 1.7 meters, minimum C cup, ready to provide you any service. If necessary, we can undergo sterilization, or bear your children, essentially, we completely belong to you."

"All so excellent; you all could make money doing anything." Aoyama Xiu Xin pinched her cheek.

The woman coquettishly stuck out her tongue, licking his fingers, and said, "But not everything offers the privilege of serving a remarkable man like you, Director."

"And you also earn more?" Aoyama Xiu Xin pinched her soft tongue and released it, curiously asked, "What kind of compensation does Tangong Huizi give you?"

"Providing a car and house, jobs for family members, personal medical care, and retirement, with a monthly salary of thirty thousand US dollars plus bonuses." The woman with the brooch answered truthfully.

"Just for me, she spends six hundred thousand US dollars a month on a fixed salary," Aoyama Xiu Xin chuckled softly and wiped her face, then with one hand in his pocket, walked toward the double doors at the end of the corridor.

The woman with the brooch followed closely behind, rushed to open the door before him, and once inside, wherever Aoyama Xiu Xin wandered, she introduced, "Director, this is the reception room, that's your bedroom for resting, this is the audiovisual room, spa room... this is the place where we specially store our various erotic costumes and tools."

After walking around, Aoyama Xiu Xin realized that this wasn't a dedicated suite, but rather a private club.

There was even a constant-temperature indoor swimming pool, indicating that Tangong Huizi had been preparing this place for a long time.

What made him almost lose his composure was the room dedicated to satisfying his various sexual fetishes, with three cameras inside, truly knowing him well.

Aoyama Xiu Xin sat down on the luxurious sofa in the reception room, gazing at the brilliant neon and the tiny people on the ground outside the floor-to-ceiling window, feeling that all his hardships and risks were worth it, those who want to please the power in his hands will never let down his efforts.

"Director, you look very tired, do you need me to help you relax?" The woman with the brooch knelt in front of him, looked up, and sweetly asked.

Aoyama Xiu Xin shook his head.

The woman with the brooch stood to the side waiting for instructions.

"Director, your guest has arrived, should I go down to greet them now?" a woman came in and asked.

Aoyama Xiu Xin responded with a sound, "Mm."

After ten minutes, a corpulent white-haired man wearing a black suit was brought in.

"General Lawrence?"

Aoyama Xiu Xin stood up, smiling and approaching him.

"Director Aoyama." Lawrence proactively extended a hand. To be honest, he was dazzled the moment he stepped out of the elevator, and upon entering and seeing this luxurious reception room, he was even more stunned beyond words.

Even though he was a brigadier general, his quality of life couldn't match half of Aoyama Xiu Xin's, damn, how unfair!

Aoyama Xiu Xin shook his hand, "The General is younger than I expected, tea or coffee?"

"Is there any cola?" Lawrence raised his eyebrows.

"Of course." Aoyama Xiu Xin shrugged, letting go, and pointed to the sofa, "General, let's sit first."

Lawrence nodded and walked over to sit down.

After sitting down, Aoyama Xiu Xin took out a cigarette, and just as he put it in his mouth, a female attendant bent down to pick up the lighter on the table to light it for him, and then held up a beautiful ashtray, standing by to catch ashes at any time.

Seeing this scene, Lawrence suddenly felt a bit uneasy, especially since his superior called earlier in the day asking him to hand over someone, his momentum immediately weakened by another three points.

"Phew~" Aoyama Xiu Xin exhaled a puff of smoke and said with a smile, "If the General needs anything, feel free to help himself."

"No need." Lawrence shook his head, as he looked at the cola handed over by a female attendant, he said a thank you, then looked back at Aoyama Xiu Xin, "I came today to discuss Smith's matter with the Director."

Aoyama Xiu Xin nodded to show he was listening.

"First of all, I'm very sorry about this incident, no one wanted it to happen, but that night he was drunk, I can compensate the victims, hope Director Aoyama can give the young man a chance," Lawrence said.

Although he had been instructed from above to hand someone over, he still wanted to struggle a bit for emotional reasons. If he could reach an agreement with Aoyama Xiu Xin, there would naturally be no need to hand anyone over.

Aoyama Xiu Xin smiled, "I also hope the General will give me, this young person, a chance. I regret Captain Smith's situation. If I can't enforce the law impartially, his future can continue, but my future may not be able to continue, don't you think?"

Lawrence started with a plea, rather than negotiation or exchange of benefits, let alone orders and threats from a high position. This made Aoyama Xiu Xin realize that Annie's call in the day had worked. To protect the future of this top Japanese traitor, the Americans chose to give up a mere army captain like Smith.

After all, how can an army captain compare to a future pro-American Japanese cabinet minister? As for the military's face, sorry, do the overseas US troops have any face left?

Moreover, the higher-ups in the US government wouldn't care about whether those army grunts have face; they often focus more on the bigger picture and the gains and losses of personal interests.

The advantage was on his side now, so his attitude changed, becoming calm and unhurried after gaining the initiative.

Being a Japanese backed by the US government was truly beneficial, allowing him to face Americans with a stronger backbone; after all, Lawrence himself was American, with no need to be united front.