Although reluctant, the money had been paid, so naturally the police were expected to do their job; otherwise, wouldn't that money have been squandered?

So Jack still handed over the information about his current biggest competitor to Nakamura Shinichi.

Yatada Financial Corporation, its president named Yatada Haojie, ostensibly a finance company specializing in lending businesses, but with Nozawa Financial Corporation aggressively encroaching upon the market, it had forced Yatada Haojie to switch his business focus to arms dealing earlier this year.

Leveraging the connections built during his lending days, as well as accumulated extensive criminal experience, in addition to a fairly robust cash flow, it only took a little over half a year to transition from newcomer to big shot in the arms trade industry in Hokkaido.

That didn't change until Nozaki Cangjian introduced the Titan Gang, creating a major disruption to Yatada Financial Corporation's business. The competition between them became extremely intense, deteriorating to the point where they went so far as to use each other's people to test the quality of their own merchandise.

After reviewing the material on Yatada Financial Corporation, Nakamura Shinichi had a preliminary idea and went to report to Aoyama Xiu Xin, "Minister, this is currently the Titan Gang's biggest competitor. I plan to start a series of strikes against them starting today."

Aoyama Xiu Xin picked up the material handed to him, glanced at it briefly, then carelessly tossed it back onto the desk. He tapped his fingers on the table and asked, "Did they pay us any money?"

If they had paid protection fees, they couldn't be targeted. Otherwise, who would continue to dutifully and punctually pay off the police in the future? Breaking the rules was equivalent to digging up the roots of a cash cow. Although Aoyama Xiu Xin didn't care about such a small amount of money.

But the people beneath him cared! They all relied on these extra earnings to provide a happy life for their wives and children. If he'd just taken control and then gone on to cut off the brothers' source of income, who would follow him?

"No." Nakamura Shinichi had anticipated this and further explained, "Previously, the arms market wasn't that big, so there wasn't much fat to trim."

Industries without significant profits couldn't scale up. For small scale black or gray industries, the police were too lazy to collect money specifically, and those involved in these industries wouldn't take the initiative to pay up either.

Their relationship was simply that of cops and robbers.

"But starting last month, this market has expanded rapidly and it's visibly getting bigger. Yet they didn't even attempt to proactively pay us police, huh! So greedy and yet so clueless, they deserve a beating—hit them hard," he said, with a dismissive laugh.

After listening, Aoyama Xiu Xin sneered in response.

"You didn't contribute when you weren't earning much, and the police force was lenient towards you. But now that you're making more, not proactively contributing and still wanting to hold on to the money? Go eat shit."

"Yes, sir!" Nakamura Shinichi bowed in response, then looked up and said, "So shall I go ahead with my plans?"

Aoyama Xiu Xin waved his hand, dismissing him.

"Ring ring! Ring ring!"

The portable phone suddenly began to ring.

"Mosi Mosi." Aoyama Xiu Xin answered the call.

Miyashita Ryouko's unmistakably ethereal and crisp voice came through, "Mr. Aoyama, what are you doing?"

From the tone of her voice, it was evident that she had reverted to her lively usual self after ensuring her father's safety.

"Nothing," Aoyama Xiu Xin replied truthfully.

Miyashita Ryouko paused, then chuckled upon realizing what he said, and asked, "Then what do you want to do?"

"Want to." Memories of Miyashita Ryouko's smooth and delicate body surfaced in Aoyama Xiu Xin's mind. Due to the limitations of the location at Tiantai Mountain last time, he couldn't try out many positions, and of course, he longed to relive the experience.

To know once is to want again—Miyashita Ryouko's call was essentially her desire to be conquered, and upon hearing that Aoyama Xiu Xin also yearned for a repeat encounter, she cast aside her modesty and took the initiative to invite him, "Shall we have dinner together tonight?"

The dinner itself was inconsequential.

What mattered was what would happen after the meal.

"Sure, I'll call you when I finish work," Aoyama Xiu Xin agreed without hesitation, "Tonight, no fling, no parting."

"Okay, I won't disturb you any further for now."

After hanging up, Aoyama Xiu Xin plunged back into work, tirelessly toiling away to ensure the safety of life and property for the millions in Hokkaido.

.........

Time flew, and evening arrived.

Before leaving work, Aoyama Xiu Xin had already called his sister-in-law, informing her that he had a social engagement and wouldn't be coming home for dinner.

Therefore, after work, he headed straight for the restaurant booked by Miyashita Ryouko, conveniently located inside a hotel, perfectly suitable for some post-dinner exercise.

After being led to the private room by a waiter, Aoyama Xiu Xin pushed open the door and immediately saw Miyashita Ryouko.

She had clearly taken great care with her appearance that evening, with a touch of makeup on her face, and was purposefully wearing the same camisole dress she had worn on Tiantai Mountain. Only now, the flesh-colored stockings had been substituted with visually striking black ones, giving her an air of pure innocence with an added touch of bewitching charm—a striking contrast!

The perfect mix of innocence and seduction!

"Mr. Aoyama, you've arrived, please take a seat," said Miyashita Ryouko very formally as she stood up and bowed in front of the waiter, then told the waiter, "Please serve the meal."

"Yes!" The waiter closed the door and left.

The moment the door closed, Miyashita Ryouko reverted to her true self, spinning on the spot, her skirt flying up to reveal her plump thighs and the generous curves wrapped in black silk—a throw of a flirtatious glance, she asked gleefully, "Mr. Aoyama, do I look good?"

"You're the pinnacle of flavor; a delicacy of the human world. Just the smell alone is intoxicating, not to mention the thought of taking a bite. I dare not even imagine," Aoyama Xiu Xin inhaled deeply as he critically assessed, seating himself next to her and pulling her into an embrace.

As their gazes locked, Miyashita Ryouko's eyes gleamed watery, her breath slightly ragged, her ample chest rising and falling conspicuously, her cheeks flushed with a crimson hue.

Due to her constitution, such minimal contact was enough to leave her almost overwhelmed, drenched in anticipation and desire.

Only when the waiter served the dishes did they reluctantly separate from their deep entwined state.

During the dinner with Aoyama Xiu Xin, Miyashita Ryouko displayed the financial strength of a corrupt official's family to the fullest. In just one day, she managed to gather thirty million US dollars to give to the man with the small mustache.

Only after the man with a small mustache and his buck-toothed accomplice had loaded all the packages onto the vehicle did Mrs. Miyashita finally ask impatiently, "Now that the money has been given to you, when will you let my husband go home?"

"Thank you for your cooperation, Mrs. Miyashita, but as they say, it's only proper to see things through to the end. Please do us one more small favor," the man with the small mustache said with a grin.

Mrs. Miyashita instantly became anxious, her eyes turning red as she exclaimed in distress, "Idiot! You promised that you would release my husband once you got the money! You didn't mention any other conditions at the time, this is going back on your word!"

An unexpected price hike is always hard to accept.

"Mrs. Miyashita, there's no need to be so agitated, I am only asking you to make two phone calls, I didn't say I wouldn't release your husband!" the man with the small mustache shrugged helplessly.

Mrs. Miyashita calmed down slightly, but continued to glare at the man with a small mustache with intense ferocity, "What phone calls?"

"As I understand it, Councilman Miyashita Hidekatsu has both a beloved daughter and an illegitimate child. Please call them and arrange for them to meet at a location I designate, then I will release the Councilman Miyashita," the man with the small mustache said.

The ransom was only to guarantee a secure life somewhere far from home, but their intent had never been just about the money—it was about seeking revenge on the Miyazaki family.

Mrs. Miyashita froze in place, her eyes widening in disbelief as she responded, "It's not enough to just extort and blackmail our family, you actually want to kidnap them to extort my father-in-law? You are insatiable in your greed. Aren't you afraid that you might make money but lose your lives spending it?"

Thirty million dollars still wasn't satisfying? You're robbers, not officials, to be so brazenly greedy.

"What's the difference to us between kidnapping Councilman Miyashita alone and kidnapping his other siblings? If we're going to do something, we might as well make it big!" the man with the small mustache said with a big grin, his voice taking a turn, "Besides, whether we live to spend the money is our concern, Mrs. Miyashita doesn't need to worry about that—you just need to do as you're told."

Mrs. Miyashita stood still, her fists clenched, her face showing a mix of emotions as she grappled with her dilemma. If she helped the criminals kidnap Miyashita Ryouko and Miyashita Naoyuki, how could she ever continue to have standing in the Miyashita family?

"Mrs. Miyashita, you need to think this through. You've already paid thirty million dollars, your husband will soon be safe, don't get muddled at this last step," the man with the small mustache warned ominously.

Mrs. Miyashita was overwhelmed by the comment. Yes, now if she refused to cooperate, not only would her husband definitely die, but the thirty million dollars would also be irretrievable.

If her husband died, she would still be unable to maintain her position in the Miyashita family. So she quickly made a choice and took a deep breath, "Fine, I'll make the calls."

"I'm so envious that Councilman Miyashita has a wife who loves him so much," the man with the small mustache shook his head wistfully.

Mrs. Miyashita asked, "Where should I tell them to go?"

"Here," the man with the small mustache pointed at the ground.

Mrs. Miyashita felt a surge of anger. Inviting Miyashita Ryouko and Miyashita Naoyuki to her own home, watching them being taken away—it meant she truly would have no place in the Miyashita family. But all she could do was squeeze out one word through gritted teeth, "Fine."

She then called Miyashita Naoyuki first.

"Moshi moshi, this is Miyashita Naoyuki."

"Naoyuki, it's your sister-in-law."

"Hi! What's up, sister-in-law?" Miyashita Naoyuki sounded surprised on the other end, as Miyashita Ritsuki and his wife had never taken the initiative to call him before.

Mrs. Miyashita glanced at the man with the small mustache and tried to maintain a calm voice as she spoke, "Your brother wants to talk about something with you, could you come to Asahikawa?"

"To Asahikawa?" Miyashita Naoyuki hesitated, then asked, "Sister-in-law, is it urgent?"

Sapporo and Asahikawa are both in Hokkaido but over a hundred kilometers apart, which takes an hour or two by car.

"Yeah, it's urgent," Mrs. Miyashita replied.

Miyashita Naoyuki, already feeling inferior to Miyashita Ritsuki and given the seriousness of the request, could only agree to come immediately, "Then I'll be on my way right away."

"Yeah, please be careful on the road," Mrs. Miyashita said before hanging up the phone. She took a deep breath to steady her nerves, then slowly dialed Miyashita Ryouko's number.

Deceiving Miyashita Ryouko felt even more daunting than deceiving Miyashita Naoyuki because, after all, Naoyuki was just an illegitimate child, but Ryouko was the precious jewel of Councilman Miyashita Hidekatsu—his pampered daughter.

"Mo... Moshi moshi?"

The phone was quickly answered, but Miyashita Ryouko's voice seemed a bit out of breath.

"Ryouko, it's your sister-in-law."

"Ah! Sister-in-law, what's the matter?"

Sensing something off in her voice, Mrs. Miyashita asked, "What's wrong, Ryouko? What are you doing?"

"Well... I'm..." Ryouko's voice carried a sobbing tone, as Aoyama Xiu Xin began to speed up.

Mrs. Miyashita realized what was happening, her cheeks flushed, and she hastily said, "Can you come to Asahikawa? Your brother has something very important to tell you in person?"

"Now... Right now? Sister-in-law, I... I'm not free now," replied Ryouko, her small hand clenched tightly around the bedsheet, struggling to keep her voice steady.

She truly wasn't free.

Because she was already filled by Aoyama Xiu Xin.

"Yes, right now, because it's really important, he must tell you in person right away," Mrs. Miyashita insisted.

"Okay then, I'll hang up now," said Ryouko and ended the call, urging Aoyama Xiu Xin to hurry.

Thanks to Mrs. Miyashita's boost, Aoyama Xiu Xin finished sooner than usual that day and held onto the trembling Miyashita Ryouko afterward, savoring the afterglow.

As she recovered, Ryouko let out a breath and said, "Aoyama, take me to Asahikawa, please."

Although Aoyama Xiu Xin wasn't keen on going, they had just become one, still connected, not even separated. It would be too inhuman to refuse her now.

So he could only agree, "Sure, it's still early anyway, I'll accompany you on the trip."

It was only a little past seven o'clock.

They could be back by midnight.

Ten minutes later, after getting ready, the pair set off for Asahikawa with Jin Yucheng driving.

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