Kitagawa Takahiro's silence instantly ignited Yokoyama Ippei's anger. He suddenly stood up, grabbed Kitagawa's collar, and asked loudly:
"Chongyu! Why did you kill Hongmei? Why?!"
He did not return to China to attend Hongmei's wedding. It was not because he did not want to see Hongmei in a wedding dress, but because he did not want to see that the person holding her hand and taking vows with her was not himself.
Over the years, he had also tried to inquire about Hiromi's married life, and knowing that she was happy, he chose happiness. He came to the party this time because he received an invitation from Inoue Chie. Firstly, he wanted to see Hiromi after not seeing her for a long time, and secondly, he wanted to send a belated wedding blessing, which was also a way of letting go of his first love.
But he never expected that when they met again, he still wouldn't be able to say that blessing in person.
There was no way to even tell her anymore, she was brutally killed by her own happiness.
Kitagawa Takahiro was already unhappy that Hongmei's first love was not him. He directly reached out and pushed Yokoyama Ippei away, tugged at his tie and roared:
"Why? Haha... go ask her why she didn't tell me I was infertile before we got married. Doesn't she know how much I love children? If she can't give me a child, then why did she marry me?"
Yokoyama Ippei, who was pushed, staggered and fell backward. If Yin Dahang had not stepped forward quickly to help him, this guy would have sat down on the evidence.
"Officer, please let me go. I'm going to beat this bastard to death!" When Yokoyama Ippei heard Kitagawa Takahiro's words without any remorse, he became very emotional and looked like he was ready to die with the man.
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Of course, Yin Dahang couldn't let go. He held Yokoyama Ippei tightly, but he could only control his hands at most. His body was in the air with only his two feet flapping around, which looked a bit funny.
Sure enough, the motive for murder was consistent with what I thought.
But thinking of the contents of the document, Fujiwara Yu's eyes darkened. He took out the hidden document bag and threw it directly on the coffee table, his voice lowered a little:
"Mr. Kitagawa, please take a look at the contents yourself."
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