Ke Xue: The thief Cao is actually myself

Chapter 510: Invading and hindering each other as a family! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

"Zaicheng Yongfu!!!"

This name was like a thunderclap, exploding in the ears of everyone in the Hatamoto family. In an instant, everyone's face showed surprise, as if they had heard a secret that had been buried for many years and was enough to shake the foundation of the family.

Seeing this, Maori Kogoro blinked his eyes, walked up to Hatamoto Kitaro, and asked curiously: "Who is the Zaishiro Yufu she just mentioned?"

Hatamoto Kitaro's gaze slowly shifted to Xiao Wu, and his tone was low, as if he was revealing a past that was too painful to recall: "Oh, he was the chairman of the Zaishiro Industry who committed suicide because his father took away his company ten years ago. I heard that a year later, his wife also passed away due to illness. His only son was sent to an orphanage."

When he said this, he paused, "Later, that child should be Xiao Wu."

Originally he didn't know who the son of Yufu Caicheng was, but after hearing what his wife said, if he still didn't understand, he would be really stupid.

Hatamoto Natsue's beautiful eyes opened wide, staring at Hatamoto Takeshi, her eyes full of shock and confusion, her cherry lips trembling slightly: "Is this true? Xiao Wu? Xiao Wu..."

Hatamoto Takeshi gritted his teeth and admitted his identity, "Yes, I am Zaishi Takehiko, the son of Zaishi Takeo."

Now that things have come to this, no matter how much he denies it, it will be in vain.

In this case, it is better to face everything calmly.

As soon as these words were spoken, Hatamoto Natsue's heart seemed to be swept by a storm, with mixed feelings.

Looking at the heartbroken Hatamoto Xiajiang, Hatamoto Takeshi looked panicked and tried to defend himself, "But... I... I... I am..."

Maori Kogoro locked onto Xiao Wu with a hawk-like gaze, and spoke sharply of his own judgment, "You approached Xia Jiang and infiltrated the Hatamoto family in order to avenge your father, and then waited for the right opportunity to strike. Tonight, you decided to kill him!"

"No! That's not it! No, I didn't kill anyone!"

Hatamoto Takeshi's roar was like the cry of a trapped beast, echoing in this depressing space.

However, at this time, Hatamoto Natsue was overwhelmed by sadness and could not listen to any explanation.

"Woooooooo..."

The more she thought about it, the sadder she became. Tears couldn't help but flow from her eyes. Finally, she couldn't suppress the sadness in her heart any longer. She covered her face, turned around and ran away, as if she wanted to escape from this sad place...

"Xia Jiang..."

Seeing this, Hatamoto Takeshi was about to chase after him, but was stopped by the quick-eyed and quick-handed Hatamoto Shoji.

Hatamoto Shoji's face was stern, and his voice was chilling. He said coldly, "Boy, I thought you were a man of integrity. I was wrong!"

"No one was killed?"

The corner of Hatamoto Ryuo's mouth curled up with a hint of sarcasm, and he snorted coldly: "Humph, your corsage was at the scene, and your deeds have been exposed."

Even if the son-in-law really didn't kill anyone, he would have to put the blame of murder on him today. Otherwise, wouldn't they be suspected of murder?

Hatamoto Takeshi's eyes widened with anger, veins popping out on his forehead, and he argued for his innocence, "I don't know why the flower fell there."

Looking at the group of Hatamoto family members who were still arguing, Bai Ye shook his head helplessly, and then said to Mao Lilan who was standing beside him: "Xiao Lan, you go over and take a look, don't let Miss Xia Jiang do anything stupid that is irreparable."

When he said this, Bai Ye seemed to have thought of something, "No, I'll go myself. Xiaolan, you stay here and protect Uncle Maori and the others. Don't let the murderer have a chance to hurt them."

"okay."

Mao Lilan looked solemn and nodded firmly.

The murderer may be lurking in secret, waiting for an opportunity to strike. Although her father is good at judo, he has been paralyzed by alcohol for many years and his skills are not as good as before. In addition, the identity of the murderer is unknown, so if she is not careful, she may easily encounter danger.

As for her childhood sweetheart, he is now just a child and has no ability to protect himself.

In this situation, only she, the karate champion, can take on the responsibility of protecting everyone.

When Bai Ye rushed to comfort Hatamoto Natsue, Conan found new clues on the floor outside the door.

"The floor outside the door looks like it has been wiped with blood?"

Conan squatted down and took a closer look, then raised his head and asked Butler Suzuki: "Excuse me, did the flower really fall here?"

Butler Suzuki nodded, his expression firm: "It definitely fell there."

Although he is old, he is not so confused that he can't even tell where something fell.

"Breadcrumbs?"

Conan searched carefully and suddenly found that there seemed to be some foreign matter mixed in the blood.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a bunch of bread crumbs.

There were bread crumbs in the blood. What on earth was going on?

Full of doubts, he asked, "Butler Suzuki, I would like to ask, is there bread in the wedding meal today?"

Butler Suzuki subconsciously looked at Hatamoto Shoji and slowly answered, "Of course, because it is French cuisine. This is what Master Shoji, who runs the French restaurant, insisted on doing."

Conan blinked and continued, "Did everyone eat bread?"

Butler Suzuki bowed his head slightly and whispered in Conan's ear: "Well, except for the master."

"My master hates Western food, especially bread. He says he wants to vomit when he sees it."

Conan's eyes flashed with a glimmer, as if he had caught a ray of light in the darkness, and he murmured thoughtfully: "When Master Xiang was in charge of the kitchen, he used his own knives, right?"

Butler Suzuki nodded, "Yes, those are all his treasures."

As he spoke, a loving look appeared on his face, and he gently touched Conan's little head, "Be good and listen, don't worry about so much, kid."

Conan responded obediently, "Yeah..."

……

"boom……"

"Just stay in the warehouse and reflect on your actions!"

With a loud bang, Shoji Hatamoto with a gloomy face pushed Takeshi Hatamoto into a closed room in a warehouse and locked him up.

"Open the door and let me out!"

Hatamoto Takeshi pounded on the door frantically in the dark cell, his roar was full of despair and unwillingness, "Let me out, I didn't kill anyone, it wasn't me!"

Hatamoto Tatsuo ignored his shouting and quickly locked the heavy door. The "click" sound seemed to be the sentence of Hatamoto Takeshi's imprisonment. After locking the door, Hatamoto Tatsuo had a mocking look on his face, "You murderer, as soon as the ship arrives in Tokyo tomorrow, I will send you to jail. Be prepared."

Looking up at the sneering Hatamoto Ryuo, Hatamoto Akie took a light step, with a look of indifference and complacency, and said to Maori Kogoro: "The motive and evidence are sufficient, great detective."

Touching his chin, Maori Kogoro looked a little serious, "The motive is very clear."

"If we can find the murder weapon and compare his fingerprints, we can confirm that he is the murderer."

Otherwise, if there is only a motive but no direct evidence, and the chain of indirect evidence is not sufficient, and if Takeshi Hatamoto himself does not admit his guilt, then the judge will not be able to convict Takeshi Hatamoto of murder.

……

"Your juice."

"Thank you."

Everyone entered the restaurant again with different thoughts in mind.

Butler Suzuki was busy as usual, serving drinks and juice to everyone.

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"Yours, little one."

"Thank you."

After looking around, Hatamoto Akie's eyes fell on Hatamoto Mariko who was drinking juice leisurely. An irrepressible joy welled up in his heart, and there was a bit of gloating in his smile: "We are so lucky, aunt, thanks to Xiao Wu killing grandpa, so he can no longer interfere with the inheritance, right?"

Mariko Hatamoto held the exquisite cup, her lips curled up, revealing a smug smile: "Yes, yes, in this way, Hatamoto Group belongs to my husband."

As she spoke, she cast her gaze on Hatamoto Ichiro who was sitting opposite her, her eyes full of greed and expectation, "And Ichiro can also show his talent in painting, and finally the Hatamoto Group will belong to you."

Hatamoto Ichiro looked embarrassed, his voice as weak as the buzzing of a mosquito: "I... I don't want it, Mom, I don't want it."

"Hey..." Listening to their conversation, the anger in Hatamoto Ryuo's heart erupted like a volcano, and he smacked his lips in dissatisfaction: "What's the matter, do you want to take all of Grandpa's property for yourself?"

My goodness, the Hatamoto Group belongs to your husband and your son? What should we do then?
You don't want us to go back empty-handed, do you?
Mariko Hatamoto replied: "Don't worry, I certainly won't forget to share some with you."

Seeing that they were getting more and more outrageous, Hatamoto Shoji frowned and scolded with a look of reluctance and dissatisfaction: "Sister, this is not a good way. Dad just passed away, and you are discussing the inheritance here."

Mariko Hatamoto sneered, her laugh full of disdain and contempt, "Humph, stop pretending."

Now you come out to pretend to be a good person? Ha, don't you even check if you are clean?

"I'm telling you, don't think I don't know. In order to open a store, you secretly went to borrow money from your father, but he scolded you harshly. I was right, wasn't I?"

Looking at the speechless Shoji Hatamoto, the mockery on Mariko Hatamoto's face became more and more intense, "Don't you need money too? Just be happy."

At this moment, Butler Suzuki suddenly spoke up, interrupting their conversation and bringing shocking news to Mariko Hatamoto and the others, which made them feel like they were struck by lightning and their mood instantly plummeted.

"I'm sorry, but there's something I need to let you know. The master had already made a will long ago regarding his property just in case."

His words were like a basin of cold water, instantly extinguishing the raging fire of greed and conflict in the hearts of Mariko Hatamoto and others, making them no longer able to remain calm.

The originally noisy restaurant suddenly became silent, and everyone's faces turned pale in an instant, as if their souls had been sucked out.

"What did you say?"

Mariko Hatamoto was the first to break the silence, her voice trembling with disbelief.

"I think it will be announced at the head office in the next few days."

Butler Suzuki's words echoed in the silent restaurant like the sentence of the god of death.

For a moment, the faces of the people in the Hatamoto family were full of excitement, including shock, anger, despair, and unwillingness.

"Then... Could it be that..."

Hatamoto Ryuo's voice also lost its former arrogance and became dry and hoarse.

"All property belongs to..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of everyone in the Hatamoto family changed drastically.

Family members know their own business, and these people, to some extent, all have conflicts with their grandfather.

And a certain old man doesn't like them very much either.

The rift between me and the old man is like a chasm that is difficult to cross.

Even if the other party really made a will, it is impossible for him to take into account the rift between them and the old man, which is like a chasm that is difficult to cross.

In other words, if the other party really made a will and decided on the Flagstone Group, then, without a doubt, the only candidate for the successor would be the other party's most beloved granddaughter...

"Xia Jiang!"

Butler Suzuki nodded slightly, his expression calm, confirming the speculation they were most reluctant to face: "Yes, the Hatamoto Group will be handed over to Miss Xia Jiang to manage, this is written in the will."

Mariko Hatamoto was stunned, her eyes were empty, as if her soul had left her body. It was obvious that she could not accept this sudden bad news. "This... this... How is this possible!"

Hatamoto Ryuo was like an enraged beast, his clenched fists rattling as he roared in anger: "Damn it! If I can't get a penny, then what's the point of marrying Qiu Jiang!"

How could he accept that it was all in vain?
Hearing this, Hatamoto Akie's face instantly turned livid, with anger and humiliation burning in his eyes: "You...what are you talking about! Are you marrying me just for Grandpa's inheritance?"

Hatamoto Ryuo did not hide his disgust and sneered, "That's absolutely right, otherwise who would marry a shrew like you! I'm crazy!"

Hatamoto Xiajiang could no longer bear the humiliation in his heart, and he cursed without caring about his image, "What? You are a good-for-nothing! You are lazy and eat all day long, waiting to die, and you will be fed to the dogs sooner or later!"

The quarrel between the two quickly escalated, like two roosters fighting with red eyes, neither of them giving in.

"Okay, stop arguing!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Kogoro Mori rushed forward and finally separated the couple.

"The situation is already in chaos. I think everyone should go back to their rooms to rest and calm down!"

"Humph……"

With a cold snort, Hatamoto Akie and Hatamoto Ryuo were full of resentment, but under the strong intervention of Maori Kogoro, they could only give up temporarily, and then returned to their respective rooms with a belly full of anger...

(End of this chapter)