Detective: I, the god of reasoning!

It was dark like a well, and the lights along the road were like fireworks flickering in the well. It constantly spreads in the middle of the night, rendering a dull glow.

Fu Xiangxiang learned at night that Watanabe wanted to see him.

It is not too far to rush from the suburbs to the police station, and along the way, Fu Longing looks at the neon road, but there is some indescribable taste in his heart.

Watanabe Katsuki will go to jail for Kobayashi Kyona, which has long been expected by him.

The vehicle drove slowly, and I saw the brightly lit police station in the distance. When Fu Xiangxiang arrived, Watanabe sat expressionlessly on the edge of the bed in prison.

Seeing Fu Longing coming, his eyes flickered: "Mr. Fu, you are here." "

Fu Xiangxiang opened the lock of the prison and walked in calmly: "She is fine, but she still hasn't forgiven you." "

"I know... Nor do I ask for her forgiveness. I can't even forgive myself... I thought about what happened to my wife Linnaeus, and I wanted to kill myself. Watanabe Masaru said in a low voice: "I called you to come, what I want to tell you about Miao Miao." I know Miao Miao seems to like you. "

Miao Miao is the original name of Kobayashi Xingnai, Yan Xingmiao.

Fu Xiangxiang was not surprised.

From the moment he took over the case, Watanabe Katsu's people have been watching in the dark. By the way, he also helped him deal with the Dongnan-South Asian coalition army that made trouble from it.

I must have known something about Kobayashi and him.

"What do you want to say?" Fu Xiangjing asked.

Watanabe Masaru sighed lowly: "I'm afraid... I'm going to be shot, and I'll never see my daughter again. But before I die, I want to deliver the Black Dragon Society to you as well. Mr. Fu, I know that you are of elegant character and are by no means an ordinary person. I just beg... In the future, you can treat Miao Miao well. "

Fu Xiang was stunned: "You handed over the Black Dragon Society to me?" And the people in your family...? Including people from your wife's family...? "

As we all know, Watanabe Masaru married the Black Dragon Society to become the sixth generation of the Black Dragon Society.

Even if the Black Dragon Society has died of illness now, in the end, the Black Dragon Society should also belong to the other party's maiden power.

"Now... The Black Dragon will be mine. Watanabe Masaru's eyes burned: "It all belongs to me." The ownership of the Black Dragon Society is also my final say. I just beg... You can take the seedlings well. Miao Miao was miserable enough in the first half of her life, and I don't want her to live in pain for the second half of her life. "

Fu Xiangxian was silent.

"Mr. Fu." Watanabe Masaru was a little choked up: "I don't ask her to forgive me, but allow me to do one last thing for her." The Black Dragon Society... Allegiance will be to both of you. "

Fu Xiangxiang became more and more emotional.

He understood what Watanabe meant. Watanabe was afraid that he would not treat Kobayashi Akina well in the future, preferring to use the first gang of the island nation as Kobayashi Akina's "dowry".

But even so, it couldn't heal the hurt in Kobayashi's heart. The death of her mother, Linnaeus, was the deadliest blow.

Even though everything is compensated now, the suffering that has been endured is unforgettable even in the midnight dream.

It's just that...

"You can't die yet." Fu Xiang's gaze fell on the data bar above his head, and he spoke lightly.

Watanabe smiled bitterly: "Even if my people fight for me, the best result is life imprisonment." Mr. Fu, I'm ... Can't get out. "

The sixth generation of the Black Dragon Society, who had been in the limelight, was now covering his face with his hands and his shoulders constantly shaking.

Those pasts, those pains buried deep in the heart, all came out at this moment.

Fu Xiangxian looked at him quietly: "What was the reason for abandoning them in the first place?" "

Watanabe Masaru was slightly startled.

It took a moment before he muttered, "I'm for... Save the seedlings. "

In Watanabe Masaru's mind, the scene from many years ago reappeared.

It is precisely because of that incident that he has reached his current achievements, but he also regrets it for the rest of his life.

He always remembered the sky that night, gloomy and depressing, like a giant beast. The raindrops of beans fell on the bustling, quaint streets, and he knelt in the rain and begged.

He also always remembered the mood of his longing to bring his wife and daughter to Dongjing.

I thought that the family found him to make up for the family affection that had been missing over the years. But he didn't expect that it was just the beginning of a nightmare!

The family found him back, just hoping that he would marry the Black Dragon Society.

He loved his wife and daughter deeply and naturally did not want to compromise. But at that time, his daughter Miao Miao suddenly became seriously ill.

But their only savings, in this foreign land, were quickly spent.

Ultimately.

In order to save his daughter, he made this decision that he regretted for the rest of his life.

He cut off contact with his wife and daughter, and his father paid for his hospitalization. When his daughter got better and he wanted to visit again, he was told that his wife and daughter had returned to China.

Back home...

Return to that village with bright green grass, blue rivers and simple folk customs.

Over the years, he sent countless letters to Suihua, but never received a response. After taking control of the Black Dragon Society, he quietly went back.

But what did the people in the village say?

They said they had never received a letter, and his dear wife and daughter... Nor ever returned.

That moment.

He felt it was dark, just like that rainy night years ago.

"Mr. Fu." Watanabe Masaru said hoarsely: "If I could, I would never have brought them to Dongjing." We are a family of three, living comfortably in Suihua. Heaven there ... What a blue! "

Fu Xiang looked at the tearful old man in front of him: "Xingnai said... She would rather die on that rainy night many years ago. "

Watanabe was shocked.

"For you, you're just suffering from the bottom of your heart. But for their mother and daughter, they are not only subjected to psychological torture, but also cruel external devastation. She has suffered far more in this foreign land than you think. Fu Xiangjing said softly: "Let it go." "

Watanabe's shoulders trembled, and he buried his head in his knees, tears streaming down his eyes.

Fu Xiangxiang got up and left, his eyes calm but emotional. There are eight sufferings in the world, birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment, love parting, unwanted, and unable to let go.

I can't beg... Can't put it down!

I don't know when the wind picked up outside, and the leaves blown by the wind rattled. Fu Xianglonging stared at the late night and turned around to come to Naoji Tanaka's cell.

Compared to the spirit at first sight, Tanaka in front of him is embarrassed. Only those eyes were still full of madness and unwillingness.

"I knew you were coming." Tanaka Naoji sneered lightly, his eyes as contemptuous as ever: "How?" Want me to join your F-detective agency? "

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