"In a country where guns are banned, the problem of rampant guns has become so severe that it threatens the safety of ordinary citizens' lives and property. This is a disgrace to the local police!"

"Despite the police's severe crackdown over the past few months yielding considerable results, they have all been but stopgap solutions that do not address the root causes, inadvertently even contributing to the growth of some tightly organized gun trafficking gangs. This is a dereliction of duty on the part of the police. On behalf of the police, I apologize to the citizens."

"Next, a new round of gun ban campaigns will sweep across Hokkaido. I, Director of the Criminal Affairs Department at Hokkaido Police Headquarters, Aoyama Xiu Xin, will personally oversee this matter and publicly promise to eradicate the problem of rampant guns within ten days. I ask all citizens to supervise!"

In the news program, dressed in his police uniform and with a resolute expression, Aoyama Xiu Xin stood on the stage, speaking eloquently to the camera, making a powerful guarantee.

"Great! With Minister Aoyama personally making a statement, the police are truly serious this time. The problem of rampant guns will surely be solved, and life will return to tranquility."

"Before, it was that woman named Runmei who boasted about this issue, but not only was the problem unsolved, it became bigger. They must have been unable to withstand the pressure before pushing Chief of Police Aoyama out."

"Sigh, no matter what, now that Minister Aoyama has stepped in, we can all finally breathe a sigh of relief."

In the morning, all viewers who saw the news were delighted, as Aoyama Xiu Xin's long-standing splendid track record had stabilized the restless hearts of the people in Hokkaido.

At the Japanese branch of the Titan Gang, a subordinate who had just been transferred from the United States hurried into Jack's office.

"Ah, shit." Jack, who was taking the temperature of a female employee, didn't have a thermometer out; after all, the employee was running a high fever and her face was flushed with heat. He swore at the clumsy subordinate before asking, "What's up?"

"Boss, you should watch the TV." Without explaining, the subordinate turned on the television and switched to the Hokkaido News segment. Although Aoyama Xiu Xin's speech had ended, he was still answering questions from reporters, "Should we stop our business for a while? This guy seems like he means business, so to avoid losses..."

"No need," Jack had finished taking the temperature by then and waved the employee away. Pointing at Aoyama Xiu Xin on the television, he swore at the subordinate who just came in, "This bastard takes our money every month—no, to be precise, he takes money from several foreign gun trafficking gangs. He won't touch us; at most, he'll catch some local small fry to show the public."

"You know, buddy, officials love to fool the public like this. It's the same all over the world; to us, this is an opportunity. When some small fry are caught, and their market share is vacated, it's ours for the taking. That's how it's been the past few times, so there's no need to worry too much."

At first, he was a bit worried, but after realizing that money was effective, he became desensitized to the police actions.

"So, that's how it is." The subordinate had an epiphany, shrugged, "Alright, I was too nervous. Hope I didn't disturb your enjoyment."

"I did pretty well." Jack adjusted his belt and praised himself. Stepping forward, with hands that had touched the "descendants' corpses," he wrapped his arm around the subordinate's neck, "You're new, so there's a lot you don't know. You'll understand in time that we're doing business here with official protection. Tell your guys everything's business as usual, no need to panic."

"Got it, Boss." The subordinate glanced at his hand with disdain, subtly distancing himself.

After Aoyama Xiu Xin's speech, some small gun trafficking gangs that had not paid protection fees to the police voluntarily shrank back, ready to wait out the storm.

They thought just like the Titan Gang, assuming that this time would be like the previous ones, where the police only targeted the most conspicuous and unlucky offenders.

Meanwhile, gun trafficking gangs that, like the Titan Gang, had paid protection money were rubbing their hands together, ready to quickly seize the market as soon as some unfortunate competitors were caught.

...

Seven days after the press conference, in the morning.

The conference room at Hokkaido Police Headquarters was packed, not just with the local inspectors, but with the chiefs from all police stations across cities in Hokkaido.

However, Zhongshan Junmei and Yamashita Kogoro, the first and second in command of the headquarters, were absent.

"The Minister has arrived!"

Suddenly, someone shouted forcefully.

"Whoosh."

In an instant, dozens of people in the room rose in unison, bowing deeply at ninety degrees out of utmost respect.

Dressed in his police uniform, Aoyama Xiu Xin walked in with a grave expression, pausing at the doorway like a lion surveying his territory, followed by four young police officers who were looking straight ahead, each carrying a thick stack of file folders.

After arriving at the main seat, Aoyama Xiu Xin casually sat down, removed his police cap, and said, "Gentlemen, please be seated."

The officers bearing files stood in a row behind him.

"Hi! Thank you, Minister!" As if they had rehearsed beforehand, everyone thanked him and then sat down in unison.

Of course, there was no rehearsal. The reason they were so in sync was because they had been through it before.

The officer on guard outside the meeting room closed the door.

Aoyama Xiu Xin gestured with his hand.

The four officers immediately began distributing the files.

"The materials you're about to receive are all on the gun trafficking gangs in your respective jurisdictions," Aoyama Xiu Xin said while the subordinates were distributing the materials.

The chiefs of the police stations were shocked, exchanging surprised looks. Some of the gun trafficking gangs were those they had reported proactively, but there were others they hadn't paid attention to. The fact that Aoyama Xiu Xin dared to use the word "all" clearly included those small gangs they had overlooked.

What surprised them was that Aoyama Xiu Xin had long been secretly collecting such complete information in the shadows.

Aoyama Xiu Xin looked around the room, observing everyone's expressions, but his heart remained calm. He had known this day would come, so he had naturally been arranging for the collection of information on various gun trafficking gangs all along.

It was all for the purpose of a clean sweep when the time came for action.

With a look that carried an intense pressure, he said, "The words I said at the mid-month press conference were not empty. This time we are truly going to eradicate all gun trafficking gangs. I don't care what difficulties or hardships you might have. All police stations must strictly implement and carry out this order. First, bring the people in for me, then talk. Tonight at midnight, we will initiate a coordinated action, codenamed 'Autumn Wind.'"

After months of preparation, the case was ready.

It was time to close the net.

If we didn't close it now, Hokkaido would continue to descend into chaos, and the higher-ups might step in directly.

Fortunately, last month's newly formed Xichuan Cabinet still had the godfather as a powerful faction within the Liberal Democratic Party, keeping his position unchanged, and still in control of the Public Security Committee, shielding him from the pressure from above.

"Thud, thud!" As his words fell, he knocked on the desk with his knuckles and asked indifferently, "Any problems?"

"No problems!" Everyone quickly sat up straight and answered in unison, even if there were actual difficulties, they couldn't mention them at this moment.

"Good, very spirited," Aoyama Xiu Xin nodded. "Now, let's discuss the details..."

..........................

Time quickly reached the evening.

Starting from eleven o'clock, detectives from the police headquarters and police stations all over Hokkaido were armed to the teeth, readying themselves in an orderly fashion, just waiting for midnight to strike.

At eleven forty at night, the open space in front of the Hokkaido Police Headquarters was filled with a dense crowd, at a glance filled with hard-armored detectives and riot police wearing steel helmets.

Behind the crowd were hundreds of police cars, flashing their lights without sirens, painting the small patch of night sky above the headquarters red and blue.

At midnight, under the command of Aoyama Xiu Xin,

"Move out!"

"Move out! Move out! Move out!"

Commands were issued simultaneously from police stations everywhere.

The policemen at the headquarters mounted their vehicles in an orderly manner.

"Wu-woo~ Wu-woo~ Wu-woo~"

With the piercing sound of sirens, a long line of police cars drove out of the gate, heading towards their respective targets.

The Titan Gang, as the largest international arms smuggling group in Hokkaido now supported by the police, was naturally a key target for the crackdown, fully under the responsibility of Nakamura Shinichi.

While the police operation was in progress, the American Jack, who was accustomed to the nightlife, was having a blast with his subordinates.

In the dimly lit bar private room, accompanied by loud and piercing music, Jack had his arms around two petite Japanese women, smiling radiantly.

"Ha ha ha, drink, everyone drink, tonight we all have to get drunk, no one can stand! Whoever is still standing, I'll dock your pay tomorrow!"

"Let's all toast to the boss..."

"Bang!" Just then, the door to the private room was suddenly pushed open, and before the people inside could react, a swarm of policemen entered one after another and pinned everyone down.

"Shit! What the hell? Let me go!"

"Damn it, let go of me, you bastards!"

"Don't move! Police!"

After the subordinates controlled the scene, Nakamura Shinichi entered, "Turn the music off, and turn the lights on."

The pumping music and dazzling lights came to an abrupt halt, as the overhead lights illuminated the room as bright as day.

Jack squinted his eyes from the sting, and upon reopening them, he saw Nakamura Shinichi clearly and anxiously called out in fairly fluent Japanese, "Hey! Mr. Nakamura, what are you doing? We're friends!"

"Smack!" Nakamura Shinichi walked over and slapped him across the face, hands on hips, looking down from on high and arrogantly said, "Idiot! Shut your filthy mouth, you damn American pig. Who's friends with you? I'm a policeman, you're a criminal, get your roles straight!"

As his words ended, he reached back and took an arrest warrant handed to him by a subordinate, unfolded it, "Jack, you are suspected of smuggling and selling firearms. I am now arresting you according to the law. You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law."

After finishing, he tossed the warrant to a subordinate and left without looking back, waving his hand, "Take him away."

"Go!" The two policemen controlling Jack immediately lifted him from the sofa and pushed him out.

"Wait! Wait!" Jack, snapping out of his daze and overcome with shock and anger, screamed fiercely at Nakamura Shinichi, "You asshole! You took my money, you're in on this too? How can you arrest me?"

These local police really don't play by the rules!

"Bang!" Nakamura Shinichi turned around and kicked Jack in the stomach, knocking him to the ground. Without waiting for him to get up, he quickly stepped forward and stomped on his face, "We talk evidence here. Do you think I could sue you for defamation? You say I took your money, alright, then bring out the evidence!"

Jack glared at him furiously, his face turning several shades paler. All their payments had been made to a fat man; there was no evidence of Nakamura Shinichi taking the money.

"Nothing to say now, huh?" Nakamura Shinichi sneered with contempt, removing his foot, "Then you should resign yourself to fate."

With that, he turned and left.

"Shit! You bastard! You guys have no decency, you crooks! I curse you, I hope you all die a horrible death! None of you deserve a good end!"

As he was pushed out, Jack struggled violently, cursing desperately and angrily.

These damned Japanese police had used them to make money before, and now they were using them to make merits. It was like crossing the river to tear down the bridge; completely unscrupulous, a bunch of beasts.

The response he got was the police baton. After a few blows to the mouth, his lips split and his teeth fell out, and only after the blood flowed did he finally learn that silence is golden.

At different locations, at the same time, the entire region of Hokkaido was witnessing similar scenes, with key members of arms trafficking gangs being arrested, warehouses sealed, and illicit goods and funds confiscated...

This autumn sweep operation had, like a wind sweeping away leaves, eradicated all the arms trafficking gangs within the territory in one fell swoop.

Not until daybreak did the sirens that had sounded all night fade away, and the first thing all the people of Hokkaido did was turn on the TV, waiting for the news, because everyone knew something big had happened last night.

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