"Do you know that Shinji Shinji was killed at home?" Jibu asked me this question as soon as he spoke today.
I asked me what I was doing? I looked at him in a daze, "How do I know?" I just pretended not to know. Have I pretended less?
Looking at the confusion of the person in front of me, Jibu didn't know what to say, so I could only speak in a depressing voice, "It's not that you did the best, otherwise I'll send you to the police station." After that, Jibu said
Walked back to the study and continued to work on my own.
My glasses narrowed slightly, and a terrible light flashed through it. It seemed that my pace needed to speed up.
"Who are you?" The person who was drinking afternoon tea carefully suddenly saw a person appearing in front of him, and this person was the second young master of the Jibe family.
I didn't say anything, just quietly looked at this old guy who pretended to be calm. This old guy is also one of the major shareholders. There are only two major shareholders in total. One of them was killed by me who was disobedient. There is still one here,
Whether to kill or cooperate depends on his own.
"Shinji Shinji is dead." I spoke lightly, without any special emotions.
"I know this. The second young master is here today and I don't know what's important?" This person usually has a good relationship with Shinji Jibu, but he didn't expect that he was still so pretentious. It seems that Shinji Jibu is quite calm.
I took out a stack of documents and placed them in front of Shinichi Shin-ichi, "This is what someone else gave me. I don't know if I should ask Mr. Shinichi Shin-ichi to take a look?"
A cold sweat broke out on Shinichi Shin-ichi's head. Now he suspected that Shin-ichi's death was related to the person in front of him, but he suffered from the lack of evidence and the police also said it was a robbery, so the matter was left unresolved.
Then, will I become the second unresolved Shinji?
"Look!" Seeing Shin-ichi Shin-ichi sitting there without moving, I couldn't help it and spoke directly.
Shinichi Jibu was busy picking up the file bag and just read it.
‘The government official was shot and killed 30 years ago.’
‘Drug trafficking 25 years ago.’
‘The gentry of Jibuyashima from Jibuyashima was kidnapped 23 years ago.’
‘The Jibu family fire 20 years ago.’
‘A female middle school student was raped to death 17 years ago.’
‘The assassination of Jibu Fenghua 15 years ago.’
...
Looking at the things above and there were evidence of guilt, Shinichi Shin-yi's hand trembled, and the file bag fell directly to the ground, and then looked at me tremblingly.
I can't bully an old man, I really can't do it, I look a little soft-hearted. (Love.)
"I accidentally made a backup. Grandpa Jibu, I'm so sorry." I spoke coldly. Although I was a little sorry for my words, I absolutely couldn't hear the apology. Instead, it was sinister and vicious.
"What do you...what do you want?" Shin Ichibu said this with a trembling trembling, and then looked at me vigilantly.
What do you mean? I gently tapped on the table and said, "Why give me all your shares?" What I need now is the share transfer book, and of course this is the purpose of my trip.
Shinichi Shin-chi's hands trembled even harder, "Don't think about it!" They almost yelled out with some hysterical sarcasm.
"Don't be too busy refusing." I stretched out a finger and shook it, then looked at Shinichi Shin-ichi with even more indifferent eyes. "It seems that the old man wants to die like Mr. Shin-yi."
Seeing Shinichi Shin-yi's face paler, I deliberately paused before slowly speaking, "I heard that there is a hole in my eyebrows, and my death is very miserable."
These old guys may have been very good many years ago, but now they are old. When they are old, they have to accept their old age. You no longer have the decisive temperament of your past. Now you are just an old man. What's so scary?
"Okay, I'll give it to it." Shinichi Jibu's safe was also hidden in the wall. He opened the safe, took out the shares, and wrote his name on it. Now this shares are mine.
"Very good." I nodded, then took the share transfer letter, identified the authenticity, and then put it leisurely on it and walked out.
What a terrible boy, Shin-ichi Shin-ichi sat decadently on the sofa chair. He sighed slightly. In fact, many of the evidences were not done by him. They were all made by his son, if his son would also
If he was like these two teenagers from the Jibe family, he might have been no longer a shareholder, but it was a pity.