A lady walked slowly over, wearing a dress, revealing her well-proportioned upper body, which was not very impressive because it was wrapped tightly.

The skirt reaches to the knees, giving it a hint of girlish playfulness.

He has a beautiful face, a pair of large pupils, and a happy smile on his face.

Natsue Tsutomoto, the second daughter of the third generation of the Hatamoto family.

"Xia**, I'm not afraid that the old man will get angry and kill me."

If it really counts, the person in front of me does have the temperament of my sister, and her appearance is also top-notch, at least not inferior to the sisters of the Suzuki family.

But the age...twenty-two years old, there are two gold bricks missing in the middle.

Kousei put down his helmet and raised his head to look at the mansion in front of him, the Hatamoto family's mansion.

"My grandpa is just not feeling well on the surface, but every time you come, don't you still prepare the strawberries you like to eat?"

Rub your head a few times.

Natsue Tsutomoto was like treating his younger brother, grabbing Kousei's arm and the corner of his clothes.

One of the two people was pulling in front, while the other was slowly following the situation, from the gorgeous steps to the third floor, similar to a room with a rooftop.

A room is at least the size of someone else's home, a room of 150 square meters.

This is a living room, and on the sofa in the living room, a rough-looking old man is already sitting there.

Hatamoto Gozo, Kousei's second largest financial backer, is also a rental partner who often uses membership cards.

Unlike the Suzuki family, where favors are used for the next generation, this old man...

"Here you go, Mr. Gongsheng."

Gongsheng is the old man's estate lawyer.

Because his natural thinking mode is more similar to that of a tyrant, and the old man himself hates people with interests.

The whole family is planning an inheritance, and I'm afraid anyone else would die of depression.

No, there is another one who is plotting against his cousin.

"Well, I feel like the old man will send someone to kidnap me if I don't come over."

Not as tired as Tomoko Suzuki.

Maybe it's because Kousei doesn't need to worry about male and female issues, or because his sister feels uncomfortable being caught in the middle.

"If I call someone to tie you up, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive even one round."

Mr. Haozang pushed the fruit plate in front of Gong Sheng.

All strawberries, lots of strawberries!

Regardless of the others, he stretched out his hand, grabbed one, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Sweet and juicy, it flew over from Central China, and it also carries some fragrance of grass and trees, which makes people want to stop.

"Don't be joking, old man. If you really use a gun, how can I be the opponent of the gun? I fell to the ground as soon as the anesthetic needle was fired."

Kousei looked to the side, the fourth person standing in the room.

The old butler of the Hatamoto family, there were obvious traces of a revolver in the other party's pocket.

This is not the trash butler in the Lavender Mansion, but the co-manager of a real big family, a butler with management ability and force.

Gong Sheng even seriously doubted that the death in the original plot was voluntary by this old man.

The chairman of one of Neon's wealthy groups died inexplicably, and it was even disguised as a suicide scene.

The butler over there felt the gaze and bowed slightly to indicate.

"No, if we are at this distance now, I am no match for Master Gongsheng."

Within seven steps, punch quickly!

Being seen through someone’s background, even if it’s just a ‘martial arts’ background.

Kousei didn't refute, and continued to eat strawberries one bite at a time, waiting for the main purpose of this visit.

In other words, wait for the old man Haozang in front of you to speak.

Three minutes, almost, and Xiajiang Yumoto didn’t leave.

It seems to be telling Kousei a meaning...

"In this case, you actually don't have to do it."
Chapter completed!