January 8th, Friday, it finally stopped snowing in Tokyo today, as it started raining again.
At nine o'clock in the morning, just after dawn, Aoyama Xiu Xin, who had just turned eighteen not too long ago, left the house immediately after breakfast, driven by Jin Yucheng as his driver, heading straight for the headquarters of the Great Han Min National Group in Japan.
Half an hour later, he arrived at his destination.
Due to the large number of people gathering, the nearby police station had arranged for over twenty police officers to monitor and maintain order, as they stood at a distance beside their police cars watching the scene.
At the entrance of the Civilian Corps, two rows of burly men dressed in suits, holding black umbrellas, stood guard. As each car bearing mourners stopped, one of them would step forward, bow to help open the car door and hold the umbrella, escorting the visitors toward the memorial hall.
