Chapter 285: Ironclad Evidence: It Was Ishihara Matsu Who Killed Him
After Li Rong stabbed Gao Gangshuli and concluded that he was only breathing his last breath, he immediately used the teleportation card to float to a remote and dark corner outside the hotel gate where Ishihara Matsu was hiding.
Ishihara Matsu, who appeared to be a righteous man in front of others, was squatting on the ground at this moment, lighting a cigarette in his hand, crying and smoking, looking like a stray dog.
Ishihara Matsu took a few deep puffs of his cigarette, which caused him to cough violently and even cause tears to come out.
He stood up with gritted teeth, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and rolled hard with his shiny leather shoes, as if he was stepping on a tall hill or a tree. If possible, he really wanted to kill this old man and avenge Jizi.
A gust of wind blew over, and he subconsciously closed his eyes. He felt something stuffed in his hand. He quickly opened his eyes, but didn't see anyone. However, he found a dagger dripping with blood in his hand.
"Bang"
Ishihara Matsu was so frightened that the dagger fell to the ground. The sound of the tip of the knife hitting the floor hit his heart hard and woke him up.
Although he didn't know what had happened, his intuition told him that it was definitely not a good thing and he had to leave here immediately.
"There!"
"Catch him!"
A noisy sound came over, and rushing in the front were Luo Xinxin's two bodyguards, followed by several guests and hotel security personnel.
They saw Gao Gangshu, who was only breathing his last breath in the bathroom, and heard his last and very important words. The murderer was Ishihara Matsu.
Gao Gangshuli was a hero commended by the emperor and had a very high social status, but he was brutally murdered by Ishihara Matsu. Everyone was very angry and rushed out to catch the murderer without thinking.
Although Ishihara Matsu is the young master of the Ishihara family and his father-in-law, Lao Shenshan, is also very powerful, he himself is not particularly outstanding and his social influence is far less than that of Takaoka Juri.
"Don't let him get away!"
Seeing that Ishihara Matsu was trying to escape, everyone accelerated to catch up with him. When they saw the bloody dagger on the ground, everyone became angry and became even more certain that he was the murderer.
"I'm Ishihara Matsu, the second son of the Ishihara family. Why are you arresting me?"
Ishihara Matsu shouted angrily. He just came out to calm down, but someone inexplicably stuffed a bloody dagger into his hand and captured him by a group of people. Is he someone who is easy to bully?
"You killed Mr. Gao Gang, you're worse than a beast!"
"Don't waste time talking to him, let the police teach him a lesson!"
"The murder weapon is even here, why are you still trying to make excuses? You're completely devoid of conscience!"
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Everyone spoke one after another and confirmed the fact that Ishihara Matsu had committed murder. There were people coming and going at the hotel entrance, including people from TV stations and newspapers. After hearing the news, they immediately gathered around and the flash cameras started flashing again.
Takaoka Juri was murdered, and the murderer was the second son of the Ishihara family. This news is more important than the charity gala and will definitely shock the whole country.
"I didn't kill anyone. I just came out to get some fresh air... Someone else stuffed the knife into my hand..."
Ishihara Matsu shouted loudly, but no one believed him.
"Mr. Gao Gang left his last words: You are the murderer!"
"We all heard it. The evidence is irrefutable. It's useless for you to argue!"
The two bodyguards made the accusation righteously, and the victim testified in person, so how could they be wrong?
Several other guests also echoed loudly, saying that Ishihara Matsu was the unforgivable murderer.
The more Ishihara Matsu listened, the more panicked he became, even a little dazed. These people spoke so confidently, could it be that he really killed Gao Gangshuli?
But why doesn't he have any memory of killing anyone?
Is there something wrong with his mind?
Ishihara Matsu's expression became hesitant. Over the years, his mental state was indeed not very good. He often woke up from nightmares, and his life and work were greatly affected. However, after psychological treatment, he has improved a lot.
But it is also possible that after meeting Takaoka Shuri tonight and mentioning Kiko, his mental problems have become more serious. But even so, he would not kill Takaoka Shuri!
Ishihara Matsu hit his head hard several times, his expression became more and more dazed, his eyes seemed bloodshot, and he looked very scary.
Everyone was shocked, afraid that he would go crazy and kill people again, so they quickly found ropes and tied him up.
The auction was still going on, and the guests were bidding enthusiastically, unaware of what was happening outside.
Mrs. Ishihara glanced at the empty seat beside her, and a hint of coldness appeared on her gentle face, but soon she became gentle and generous again.
"Uncle Gao Gang hasn't come back yet. I'm going out to check."
Mrs. Ishihara spoke to the lady next to her, who was also one of the organizers of the party.
At the same time, Luo Xinxin was also giving orders to the bodyguards: "Why haven't you come back yet? Send two more people to look for him!"
"yes!"
The two bodyguards responded and prepared to go out to look for someone, and met Mrs. Ishihara at the door.
The door was pushed open from the outside. It was the hotel manager, looking panicked. When he saw Mrs. Ishihara, he immediately said, "Madam, something happened to Mr. Ishihara, and something happened to Mr. Gao Gang too."
"What happened?"
Mrs. Ishihara sounded anxious.
"Mr. Ishihara killed Mr. Gao Gang..."
The hotel manager's voice was not loud, but it could not withstand the noise of the two gossipy bodyguards next to him. To be more precise, they were his henchmen, and two loud-mouthed ones at that.
"What? Mr. Ishihara killed Mr. Gao Gang?"
"Oh my god, this is big news!"
The two bodyguards' loud voices drowned out the auctioneer on the stage. All the guests heard them and the air suddenly became quiet.
"Impossible, Ishihara-kun can't possibly kill anyone!"
Mrs. Ishihara was anxious and angry, and rushed out in her wooden clogs. However, she was wearing a kimono with a narrow hem, so even if she used all her strength, she could not run fast, and she almost fell down.
"Go out and see what happened!"
"Did Ishihara Matsu really kill Mr. Gao Gang? That's horrible!"
The guests also reacted and ran out. The seats were suddenly empty. The auctioneer on the stage stood there helplessly, not knowing what to do.
The other ladies in charge of the party asked the auctioneer to step down. With such a big murder happening, tonight's charity party had to be cancelled.
Luo Xinxin went out with the others to watch the fun, and met Li Rong on the way, who was holding a red rose in his hand.
"A rose for a beautiful woman!"
Li Rong walked over quickly, handed over the rose, and said something very showy.
Luo Xinxin sniffed it hard and asked with a smile, "Where did the flowers come from?"
"There's a rose garden behind the hotel, and I picked the most beautiful one."
The two of them spoke very loudly on purpose, and many people heard it, even the hotel manager in front. He hesitated for a few seconds, then walked over, bowed, and spoke in Japanese. But Li Rong and Luo Xinxin didn't respond, so the manager had to switch to English: "Sir, picking roses is prohibited in the hotel's rose garden. Didn't you see the warning sign?"
"I saw a sign, but doesn't it say Welcome to Pick?"
Li Rong pretended to be confused.
"Of course not. Picking is strictly prohibited. Violators will be punished..."
The manager's tone was not very polite. After such a big incident that night, he felt that his time as a manager was probably over and there was no need to tolerate these uncivilized customers anymore.
"Is one hundred thousand enough?"
Luo Xinxin took out 100,000 yuan with a look of disdain.
The six bodyguards around her shouted in unison, "It's an honor for your hotel that Miss Zheng likes your roses. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"
The manager didn't dare to say anything else, nor did he dare to take the 100,000 yuan, and left in a huff.
"Here's your reward!"
Luo Xinxin generously gave 100,000 yuan to the bodyguard.
Seeing her generosity, the guests nearby all asked about her background. Before long, the reputation of Miss Zheng, the sister of Zheng Guan from Gangcheng, spread throughout the upper class society of Kyoto.
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