"Jingguang, what do you think of this financial fraud trap?"

Atobe Kagemitsu's first thought was: Huh? Is this a scam? I thought it was just a crisis caused by careless investment...

Financial fraud.......

That's right.

He answered tentatively: "According to Article XX of the International Finance Law, depending on the severity of the circumstances, a sentence of more than 6 years but less than 10 years in prison...?"

This is what he found after racking his brains, something related to financial fraud.

International financial law.

Shinichi Atobe: "......"

Atobe Keigo: “….”

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Atobe Keigo looked at his father sympathetically, then patted Keimitsu's head and said, "Well, you are right."

As far as the verdict is concerned, it is indeed correct.

It's just... he didn't grasp the point that his father wanted him to grasp.

Shinichi Atobe took a deep breath, then raised his head, wanting to analyze the matter with his youngest son.

I saw that he had begun to lose focus.

No one knows a son better than his father.

One look at his expression and you could tell that he was reviewing all that weird herbal knowledge in his mind.

"...Forget it, it's okay, go and rest."

His voice suddenly became much more mature.

Jing Guang blinked blankly, took a step forward and touched his father's wrist: "Father, are you feeling unwell?"

Why did the voice suddenly become weak?

Are you sick?

He felt his pulse and said seriously, "Drink less coffee and don't stay up late, father. Have you stayed up late again recently? Lack of sleep has caused excessive liver fire. Also... your spleen and stomach are weak. Do you have an irregular diet?"

Before Shinichi Atobe could react, he was blocked by his youngest son's words and found it difficult to refute.

“Ahem.”

He wanted to say something, but Atobe Kagemitsu took out a small bottle from his arms, took out a green pill, and stuffed it directly into Atobe Shinichi's mouth, blocking the excuse he was about to say.

The pill tasted sweet and cool, and it gave me a refreshing feeling when I swallowed it. I just felt a lot more comfortable.

Atobe Kagemitsu glared at him unhappily.

When it comes to professional knowledge and expertise, he is the eldest in the family.

The young man put his hands on his hips and kept talking with a stern face, "Dad, you are so disobedient. You should accept your age. You are so old and you don't take good care of yourself and your body. Be careful in the future...balabalabala..."

Shinichi Atobe is very lacking in confidence.

Looking at Jingguang, he didn't dare to say anything, but felt a little embarrassed, so he turned his gaze to Atobe Keigo.

Atobe Keigo raised his eyebrows, not sympathizing with his father at all: You deserve it. You knew that Keimitsu cares most about everyone's health, but you still acted recklessly.

Shinichi Atobe: ...Unfilial son!

Jingguang injected a needle into his father's head, and then injected several more needles into his body.

Shinichi Atobe was already familiar with this process and sat there motionless.

More than ten minutes later,

Jingguang stopped chattering only after he put away the needle.

Shinichi Atobe breathed a sigh of relief, but he was careful to turn his back to Jingguang.

But he couldn't hide it from Atobe Keigo.

The eldest young master looked at his guilty old father, who looked as if he had finally escaped a disaster, with amusement, and snorted coldly: There is always a conqueror, and you, stinky dad, have come to this day.

You always bullied Jingguang when you were a kid, huh.