"That's it." Toyama Yoru nodded and pulled up a set of photos and documents that Akechi had just sent him on his phone.

Some key parts were covered up, probably for security reasons.

However, it is still clearly shown that the four people including Nakata Kinuyo, as well as Asagiri Akie, a woman who later changed her surname to Wada, were all born to the couple Kuramoto Daigo.

Shortly after birth, she was adopted by her current parents and lives in her current family without knowing anything about her origins.

"In other words, the Nakata Kinuyo whom Wada wanted to kill was actually his wife's older sister and his daughter Tomomi's aunt."

Having figured out the family relationships, Kindaichi uttered these words with disgust.

This heinous act horrified everyone present.

"But why?" Akemi and Miyuki exchanged a glance and asked the question they both had.

They hadn't heard the discussion that had taken place in the men's bath area of ​​the hot spring.

The men, however, had already understood.

"It's all for Zangen Daigo's fortune," antique dealer Yagi analyzed from an outsider's perspective.

“I saw in the recent news that Zangyuan Daigo is hospitalized and in critical condition, while the Zangyuan Group’s assets are over 30 billion.”

"If his children, such as Nakata and Akamine, all die, his property will be inherited by Wada's wife."

"Enough for their family of three to squander for several lifetimes!"

The businessman, who usually strives for wealth and profit, now spoke with a contemptuous air of superiority.

Indeed, the people present may be selfish, petty, or have resorted to unscrupulous means in their own fields, but they still felt inexplicable disgust in the face of such heinous acts.

Facing the cold, sharp gaze that seemed to prick him like a hedgehog, Wada trembled all over and screamed in uncontrollable anger.

What are you talking about?!

"I didn't... I wasn't doing it for myself..."

“My wife, she passed away a long time ago! She has no way of inheriting the Zangyuan family's wealth…”

"But Tomomi... Tomomi... she needs money... she needs a lot of money..."

"Eighty million! Where am I supposed to get eighty million?!"

Because of his incoherent speech, it took the crowd a long time to barely understand the inside story.

Wada's daughter, Tomomi, suffers from a severe congenital cardiopulmonary disorder and urgently needs surgery.

This highly complex surgery is currently only performed by people in the United States, and the cost is at least 80 million yuan.

Having lost his wife at a young age, Hotan struggled to raise money for his daughter, but all he managed to scrape together was a pittance.

At this point, he heard his father-in-law talk about his wife's background and wondered if he could seek help from the Zangyuan Group.

However, his father-in-law said that Zangyuan Daigo had already lost consciousness and was in the ICU, probably just barely clinging to life.

The rest of the Zangyuan family were unaware of Mrs. Wada's background and certainly wouldn't listen to them.

As for the matter of Zangyuan Daigo's death, his property will be divided equally among his children, but not among his granddaughters.

Wada felt that even the last path had been blocked by fate.

However, by chance, he learned from the law that if all the heirs named in the will die, the will will be invalidated, and the testator's relatives will become the heirs in order of succession according to the law.

Kill those four people!

He killed all of Zangyuan Daigo's children!

His wife had long since passed away, and he had no living siblings.

Tomomi will be his sole heir! ...

Once this wicked thought took root in Wada's mind, he could no longer suppress it.

Ultimately, this turned a harmless, kind-hearted person into a deadly "white-haired ghost."

"You!..." Mr. Itsuki, in a fit of rage, grabbed Wada by the collar with both hands.

"You want to kill four people! You want to kill them all!"

How could you be so cruel!

"Hazuki... Hazuki doesn't know anything! She didn't do anything!"

"Just for your so-called fatherly love, for your daughter, she should be buried with you in vain!"

"Do you even have a human heart?!"

He grabbed the noodle-like Hetian and shook it violently twice. When he let go, Hetian slid down limply and knelt on the floor, crying with snot and tears streaming down her face.

It looked like he had suffered a tremendous injustice.

"Just because I still have a heart... just because I have..."

He suddenly looked up and stared at Mr. Itsuki.

"Wu Mu, you also have a daughter, think about it carefully..."

“If I didn’t have a heart, if I didn’t love my daughter, if I wasn’t doing this to save her life…”

"How could I possibly kill someone!"

"You...you..." Mr. Itsuki was speechless for a moment.

The affirmation and sympathy I felt for everything this person said in the hot spring have now turned into a knife stabbing into Mr. Itsuki himself.

Is that so? ...For Mizuho, ​​would I commit crimes and murder like her biological father? ...

If I can't do that, am I not fit to be her father? ...

My mind was filled with all sorts of chaotic thoughts, and I couldn't make sense of them.

"I... I would never trade someone else's life for my daughter's!"

A thought flashed through his mind, and Mr. Itsuki seized the opportunity to shout it out.

Then, panting heavily, she collapsed onto the sofa and covered her face.

A hand was gently placed on his shoulder, and he was patted twice in a comforting manner.

“Shin-suke…” a familiar, but rather unexpected voice called his name, “Don’t worry, you did nothing wrong.”

"It's the person who wants to kill who's wrong; don't doubt yourself."

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