CHAPTER 770: CHAPTER 629: COUP PROSPECTS, ARRESTS, AND THE BATON!

"The situation is settled!"

In the morning, Xiu Xin learned from Yanchuan Xianyou’s call that Yanakaha Shigeru and Yanchuan Shilang had reached a consensus. He couldn’t help but laugh after hanging up the phone.

Yanchuan Shilang’s victory was primarily due to the incompetence of Xichuan’s coalition cabinet. The Liberal Democratic Party’s return to power was inevitable, but Xiu Xin’s efforts behind the scenes were undeniable.

In the original timeline, Japan didn’t have Yanchuan Shilang as a prime minister. In other words, he changed history.

This gave him more confidence in what he planned to do in the future. If he could change history, why not create history? A coup d’état seemed promising!

His future work would focus on four areas with the aim of seizing power by force: 1) Continue cracking major cases to raise his profile and prestige so that when he calls to eliminate national traitors, there will be fervent supporters among the populace; 2) Firmly maintain the police as his base, ensuring that when suppressing opposing mobs, arrests are swift, batons are strong, and law enforcement is decisive; 3) Continuously strengthen ties with the Land Guard and Sea Guard, deeply aligning with military interests; without solid armed support, talk of power seizure is futile; 4) Make the Americans realize his unwavering loyalty and see him as worthy of support.

The key is binding interests with the military. If he can’t command a reliable army, even the President can’t overturn the status quo without turning chaos into comedy.

Just look, Yin Sang, I’m talking about you.

The period when Yanchuan Shilang governs the cabinet will be the golden time for him to deeply complete these tasks.

The Liberal Democratic Party’s second return to power means they will surely secure a majority in the next parliamentary election. As the god-grandfather controls both the cabinet and the majority in parliament, he becomes a real power ruler with absolute control in the absence of American intervention.

As his god-grandson and the one who helped him win, bureaucrats are clamoring to curry favor with him. Unless there’s deep-seated hatred, no one would oppose him.

So whatever needs to be done can be done conveniently.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

The sound of knocking interrupted Xiu Xin’s thoughts.

"Come in." He cast aside those complicated thoughts, took a deep breath, sat up straight, and called out.

Yoshikai Youzai rushed in holding a report, wearing a serious expression. He said, "Minister, the test results are out. The skin tissue under Mrs. Takahashi’s fingernails matches Saito Youmei’s DNA."

His tone was filled with shock and disbelief.

"It really is! In that case, even if Saito Youmei isn’t the culprit, this case is definitely linked to her." Xiu Xin glanced at the test report handed over by Yoshikai Youzai.

Yoshikai Youzai asked, "Should we arrest her immediately?"

"Yes, arrest her. In the interrogation room, even the toughest mouths can be pried open." Xiu Xin sneered and forcefully placed the test report on the desk.

"Yes, sir!" Yoshikai Youzai bowed in response, retrieved the test report, and quickly left the room.

Half an hour later, after confirming Saito Youmei’s location, Yoshikai Youzai led a team to her residence.

"Ring, ring! Ring, ring!"

Shortly after ringing the doorbell, the door opened.

Saito Youmei was momentarily stunned upon seeing the group of police officers outside, then asked excitedly, "Excuse me, officer, is there progress in the Takahashi case?"

"Yes." Yoshikai Youzai nodded.

"Thank God!" Saito Youmei clasped her hands in prayer, tears glistening in her eyes as she choked back sobs, repeatedly bowing in thanks, "Thank goodness for all of you!"

Yoshikai Youzai watched her performance with cold eyes and spoke sternly, "Saito Youmei, you’re suspected of murdering the Takahashi couple and stealing their property. Please cooperate with our investigation. You have the right to remain silent, but anything you say can be used as evidence in court."

Saito Youmei’s voice abruptly stopped, and she froze in place. Before she could react, two police officers moved forward to restrain her from both sides.

"Wait a minute! You must have made a mistake! How could I be the killer? How could I possibly be!"

Saito Youmei screamed frantically.

"Take her away!" Yoshikai Youzai waved his hand.

"Let go of me! Let go of me! You must have made a mistake; how could I be the one who harmed them!"

Saito Youmei struggled fiercely, but it was futile, as she was forcibly dragged and pushed into the police car.

A few people remained to search Saito Youmei’s residence, while Yoshikai Youzai took her back to the Police Headquarters.

Sent into the interrogation room, Xiu Xin was already there waiting, with his legs crossed, holding several pictures. Upon hearing the door open, he turned to see the fearful Saito Youmei and smiled slightly, saying, "We meet again, Miss Saito. Please have a seat."

It must be said, Saito Youmei was quite beautiful, with very fair skin and a good figure.

"Minister Aoyama! You must have made some mistake! How could I possibly be the killer? How could it be me?" Saito Youmei rushed forward, knelt before Xiu Xin, and wept as she gripped his leg, "It wasn’t me, really, it wasn’t me!"

"Crying like a delicate flower, soft and helpless, it indeed evokes a strong desire to protect." Xiu Xin extended a hand, feeling her smooth and tender face.

Saito Youmei looked up, biting her red lips pitifully as she gazed at Aoyama Xiu Xin, evoking sympathy.

"Smack!"

Aoyama Xiu Xin, who was originally caressing her cheek, intensified his grip and slapped across her face, the sound crisp.

"Ah!" Caught off guard, Saito Youmei staggered and fell to the side, supporting herself with one hand and covering her face with the other, gazing at Aoyama Xiu Xin with shock, grievance, and anger. "What gives you the right to hit me?"

"Because I feel like it." Aoyama Xiu Xin responded confidently, throwing a stack of photos at her, scattering like snow. "The surveillance at the alley can capture all the guests who entered and left the Takahashi family’s place that day, except you. You’re only seen entering, not leaving. Can you explain that?"

Saito Youmei instinctively glanced at the photos scattered around, where each person was circled in red pen. A flash of panic crossed her eyes as she pursed her lips and said, "I...I left in a friend’s car, perhaps the surveillance didn’t capture me."

"Oh? Really? I’ve circled the cars that entered and exited that day as well. Which one was it? I’ll call them for inquiry now." Aoyama Xiu Xin’s face remained stern.

Saito Youmei was momentarily speechless, unable to answer the question. Instead, she began to throw a tantrum, glaring at Aoyama Xiu Xin and shouting, "We’ve been friends for so many years, why suspect me? And they were raped and murdered! How could I commit the crime? The so-called Heisei’s No.1 Detective couldn’t catch the real culprit and wants to frame me to close the case? Ridiculous!"

"Getting desperate now, huh?" Aoyama Xiu Xin shook his head in some disappointment and tossed a test report from the table to her, "The skin debris from Mrs. Takahashi’s fingernails matches your DNA exactly. If you’re not the culprit, how do you explain that?"

Saito Youmei swiftly grabbed the report to look at it, her face quickly turning pale, her hands trembling slightly, lips tightly shut, unable to speak.

Aoyama Xiu Xin seized her hand, pulled up her sleeve to expose several scars that had scabbed over, and said matter-of-factly, "Left by Mrs. Takahashi?"

"No! No! It’s not like that!" Saito Youmei shivered, shaking her head repeatedly, her voice dry, insisting, "It’s not me! It’s not me! It’s not!"

"Baka yarou!" Aoyama Xiu Xin roared, slamming the table and rising to tower over Saito Youmei in disdain, "Do you still want to argue at this point?"

"You’re framing me! It’s slander! Why should I admit to something I didn’t do? I’m going to sue you!" Saito Youmei defiantly shouted with her neck stiffened.

"Baka! Let’s see if your stubbornness beats a police baton." Aoyama Xiu Xin gestured, "Bring the baton!"

A policeman promptly offered up a rubber baton with both hands.

"What are you going to do!" Saito Youmei looked at Aoyama Xiu Xin in terror, retreating continuously.

Without hesitation, Aoyama Xiu Xin embodied South Korea’s top air transport, delivering six baton strikes per second, achieving precise angles, potent thrusts, targeting crucial points, identifying flaws, and striking sore spots—refreshing!

"Ah! Bastard! You dare hit a woman!" Saito Youmei screamed repeatedly, clutching her head and sobbing bitterly.

Aoyama Xiu Xin continued wielding the baton, "Before the law, men and women are equal. Do you confess or not! Yes or no?"

"Ah! Stop hitting, I admit! I admit!" Even some seasoned male criminals can’t withstand such basic interrogation tactics in the interrogation room, let alone a delicate woman like Saito Youmei.

Aoyama Xiu Xin ceased, casually tossing the baton to the policeman behind him, sitting back in his chair with composure, "Honestly confess your crime."

What embodies Heisei’s No.1 Detective’s prowess?

This is it!

"I...I’ve always been addicted to gambling, lost a lot of money, and asked the Takahashi couple for help. Didn’t expect that after so many years of friendship, they’d refuse to help me, so I set my sights on their wedding gift money."

"But if money went missing that day, once reported to the police, every guest would be considered a suspect, and I might get caught..."

Saito Youmei bit her red lips and slowly began to reveal.

"So you harbored resentment toward them for refusing to lend you money to gamble, then killed them and staged a fake rape, ensuring the police only suspected males, overlooking you," Aoyama Xiu Xin said.

"Yes." Saito Youmei timidly nodded to Aoyama Xiu Xin, then continued, "I hid in their wedding room closet beforehand, drugged their drinks, but midway the woman woke up, scratched me. Yet due to the drug’s effect, I ultimately overpowered her and smothered her with a pillow."

"What about the murder weapon?" Aoyama Xiu Xin asked.

Saito Youmei appeared somewhat embarrassed, speaking softly, head lowered, "It was a dildo I often used myself, I already threw it into the sea afterward."

"How ruthless, even dumped your accomplice boyfriend into the sea afterward," Aoyama Xiu Xin remarked.

Embarrassment and anger flashed across Saito Youmei’s face.

Aoyama Xiu Xin said, "Continue."

"I...I’ve already finished." Saito Youmei looked up, appearing innocent.

Aoyama Xiu Xin offered a half-smile, "You haven’t said how you left the crime scene. There’s no footage of you leaving, but several cars indeed left the alley the following morning, yet none were driven by you, so you have accomplices, right?"

"Didn’t leave immediately after committing the crime that night but left the following morning to avoid suspicion from cars exiting the alley alone at night or early dawn, subjecting them to police scrutiny, correct?"

"Rather admit the crime yourself than implicate your accomplice—a person very close to you?"

Saito Youmei’s complexion instantly turned ghostly pale.