After saying that, Takaji Masato asked the person behind him to open the box he was carrying.

The bright Fukuzawa Yukichi were placed in piles in the box, and the sudden unfolding made everyone stunned.

"Your Excellency Jingu, the grudge between you and my brother will be wiped out with his death, and we will never talk about this matter again."

As soon as Takaji Masato said this, people were even more puzzled. Did he mean not only not to pursue the matter, but also to use money to ease the relationship?

"There are 100 million here. I would like to use this and my friendship to hire Lord Jingu to find out the cause of Ting Sicheng's death."

The atmosphere froze for a moment. Shengong glanced at the piles of banknotes in the box and said immediately.

"Money is fine, but I don't talk about relationships with men."

"It's easy to say, then this 100 million will be used as a deposit, and after the truth is revealed, an additional 500 million will be added as a reward."

Takaji Masato was not angry, and the unexpected unfolding left everyone else stunned.

"Don't be stunned, love. Go and move a chair for the sponsor to sit down and talk slowly."

The atmosphere relaxed strangely. Jingu and Takaji Masato sat opposite each other. The dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, causing many people to feel depressed about the strange weather.

"Why do you think it's not because of me, Ying Sicheng, that I died?"

Jingu was the first to ask. No matter how you look at it, Ying Sicheng was obviously forced to death by him.

"There are several reasons. First, although Acheng is extremely greedy for power, he has always been a man who knows how to protect himself wisely."

"He knows that he can't compete with me in his family, so in order to avoid being killed by me, he takes the initiative not to compete with me but seeks help from other external forces. How could he rashly attack a god like this?"

When it comes to killing his younger brother, Takaji Masato still doesn't change his expression, even looking like it was supposed to happen.

"So you think there must be someone advocating or inducing him to take the initiative to offend me?"

"That's for sure." Masato Takaji took out his cigarette and asked.

"Can I have a cigarette?"

"Please do it."

Takaji Masato took a deep breath, and then continued: "This is not a big problem at first, but the real doubt lies in yesterday."

"Yesterday I saw the ghost of Ying Sicheng, and he actually told me that he didn't want to pray for revenge for him, but only hoped that I could help him live like a monster and live in this world."

"Doesn't it sound reasonable at first glance?" Jingu asked puzzledly.

Takaji Masato sneered: "If he really looked away and didn't pray for revenge, why would he think about jumping off a building? Then he would try to survive after committing suicide?"

"Don't we all regret it after we die? This is normal, right?"

"Even so, he shouldn't forget that as a member of the Takaji family, he will be put on the Kasuga Taisha Shrine after his death. What do you mean by turning into a demon and surviving?"

Masato Takaji crushed the cigarette butt violently and blew out a burst of green smoke.

"The so-called dead soul is either manipulated or fake, because I can't find where his soul went from his body."

"So he was too weak. He was played by others when he was alive, and he was played by others even after he died."

"I can accept his weakness, because Lord Jingu is indeed powerful enough, so powerful that I won't say anything even if you play with Taka Sicheng openly."

"But a group of rats in the shadows are also scheming, playing with my brother, and even daring to hit me on the head. This is to make me lose all face."

Jingu quietly listened to Takaji Masato's words. He didn't have any thoughts about it. Whether it was the so-called brotherhood or the glory of the clan had nothing to do with him.

It's just that this approach seems a bit familiar.

After saying this long series of words, Takaji Masato took a few deep breaths and immediately returned to his nonchalant look.

"So, Lord Jingu, the other party actually wants to use you to divert their attention to plot against me, so I will ask you to help me deal with them."

That's right, the focus of the calculation is not the shrine. If it was just to provoke the shrine to be targeted, then the ghost of Ying Sicheng should not have appeared. It would only increase suspicion.

So, could it be that you really have the idea of ​​​​replacing Takaji Makoto and breaking into Takaji's family?

Thinking of this, Shengong said: "If you say so, I really have some clues."

So, he told what happened at Mrs. Nishikata’s house the day before yesterday.

After hearing about the shadow ghost replacing the dead, Takaji Masato was thoughtful.

"If this is really the case, then we have no choice but to ask Your Majesty Jingu."

"Knowing that it's probably these shadow ghosts who are causing trouble, can't you just solve it yourself?"

"No, no." Masato Takaji showed a helpless smile.

"Although the Wushe family is huge, it has lush branches and leaves, and a single move can affect the whole body. I don't know where these shadow ghosts are hiding, and how many people they have secretly replaced. If I were to deal with it, I am afraid I would have fled long ago."

"That's okay, there's money to be made anyway."

It doesn't matter to the shrine, there is still a fox and a witch to raise at home. This matter is a bit interesting. The people behind the scenes took advantage of him, which also gave him some motivation to find out the truth.

"Then please." Masato Takaji stood up, and the person behind him left a box full of money.

"Then I'll take my leave now. Please keep today's matters a secret."

"Then I won't send you off and walk slowly."

Jingu didn't even bother to get up and watched the other party leave. After Masato Takaji left, Sugai approached and asked with some worry.

"No problem?"

The Shrine Palace understands what Su Gaai means, and she is worried that there is another conspiracy in this matter. After all, Ying Sicheng's Palace of Death must be responsible for a large part of the reason.

"Don't worry, that guy probably won't make a fuss about this." Tamamo Mae opened the door and went out. She had been hiding in the house eating melon.

"They value face more than family ties. If Ying Sicheng's death is all the fault of the Shrine, they may do it at all costs."

"But now they have a way to regain face without paying the price."

Jingu picked up the heavy money box, weighed it twice, and smiled.

"Just take the money, and if I show enough strength when I deal with those guys, they will easily pass the responsibility on to those guys, and then say that they and I are friends, and that it was just a misunderstanding with Taka Sicheng."

"If I show weakness or weakness, they won't mind dealing with me and those guys to save their own face."

When the shrine said this, Sugai quickly understood the twists and turns and quickly felt relieved.

As long as there is no conspiracy, there is nothing to worry about.

"Then where do you plan to start the investigation, Master Jingu? Do you need love to change clothes now?"

Soga loves to mention Hakama. This miko costume is not suitable for action. Maybe it would be good to go back to the armpit-baring miko costume that Jingu-sama mentioned before?

"You don't have to be like this, love?" Shengong helplessly took Sugai's hand.

"I'm going out to do business, do you want to follow me?"

"Can't love follow?"

For Su Gaai, letting Jingu go out alone means a crisis.
Chapter completed!