Chapter 2978 2990 [Loss of Funds]
[Do we need to guess? Uzo has never spared any innocent president. The one who died tonight must be that enthusiastic old man.]
Chianti was the first to give his own opinion, accompanied by emotionless and cold sarcasm: [Haha, if this old man knew what kind of monster he let into his home, he would probably regret it until he died.]
Vodka nodded secretly: Yes, although this woman has no brains, she more or less understands Uzo's preferences and did not embarrass them by helping each other as passers-by.
However, I didn't feel relieved for long. As the ticket slip moved, suddenly, there was an extra ticket behind "Sister-in-law".
——Some people think that she is the one who died tonight.
Vodka: “?”
Who is this, who knows so little about Uzo... eh? Cohen?
Seeing the voters clearly, he couldn't help but touch his chin, and then typed out a few words: [Why vote for her?]
"Like Chianti, Cohen doesn't seem to like to think, but I always feel that this guy's ideas can sometimes hit the mark." Vodka pondered, "So why did he suddenly vote for my sister-in-law? Is there some detail hidden in this that I don't understand?"
Come to think of it, although the old president's position as president is quite dangerous, the eldest sister-in-law is inclined to divorce, and she plans to divorce her seemingly cowardly eldest brother.
According to experience, this kind of woman who has an honest husband and plans to divorce is also a high-risk person, and the degree of danger is no less than that of retiring from the underworld - could it be that Cohen saw this and so...
Just as I was thinking, a message popped up, and Cohen replied: [Chianti asked me to vote, she said there must be a lot of people who voted for the president, and we won't get much money if we win, but if we are not the president, we will make a lot of money.]
Chianti: [Idiot! Now that you tell them, how can we make money!]
Vodka carefully analyzed countless reasons: "..."
Asshole! I worked so hard to make these little U-coins so that you can analyze Uzo's psychology - who asked you to analyze the odds!
"You guys have no foresight. If you keep going like this, you will be killed by Uzo's little theater sooner or later." Vodka snorted and ignored the two stupid snipers. He turned to think:
"So who will die this time? In fact, apart from the president and the eldest sister-in-law, the eldest brother also looks dangerous - maybe five years ago, he killed his younger brother's fiancée, causing his younger brother to leave home in despair. Now that his younger brother accidentally learned the truth, he decided to come back for revenge, and brought a few outsiders with him as witnesses to prove his alibi..."
"But then again, his slow-witted elder brother who has been working in the company for many years but still can't even remember Suzuki Sonoko and Shiratori Renzaburo, can he really be competent for the role of breaking up a couple?
"Comparatively speaking, someone with this ability and character is more like the president. In other words, the most dangerous person is definitely this old man."
After thinking about it many times in forward, reverse, spiral and cross directions, Vodka finally cast his cautious vote.
…
The other side of Tokyo.
The busy Gin glanced at his phone and quickly understood the current situation.
"Daimin Industries..." This familiar company name made him sigh with regret: although the news was not completely synchronized with that from Rum, if he paid a little attention to the developments in this area, it would not be difficult to guess that the president who was trying to clean up his name was probably not far from death.
Therefore, Gin had already made the necessary preparations. Now, even if he knew that Uzo had wandered around this rich man, it seemed that there was no more room for profit.
He casually cast his vote and withdrew from the proceedings.
After him, the only two people left were Curacao and Vermouth.
As Vermouth followed President Daimon and the maid toward the guest room, she moved her fingertips slightly and pressed the enthusiastic president.
As the "eyes and ears" who synchronize messages to others, Vermouth will certainly not selflessly contribute all clues: for example, she just discovered that Jiang Xia, who likes to hand out business cards when he meets people, did not give a business card to the president this time.
Although there are many other explanations for this behavior, such as Uzo being too tired from traveling and forgetting...but compared to these coincidences, Vermouth felt that there was another reason - for example, Uzo felt that the president would probably never use his business card.
…
At the same time that Vermouth decided on the candidate.
In the guest room.
Curacao, who was abandoned by the president and was huddled quietly at this time, also chose President Daimon from among the many reserve dead at almost the same time.
"Putting aside other factors, judging from the recording provided by Vermouth, my sister-in-law does look like the deceased." Curacao poked the screen, his lens reflecting cold light, "If it weren't for this mission, I might have chosen her."
“But unfortunately, I knew in advance that President Daimon was the organization’s target of silencing, and based on my experience, Uzo was never vague when helping the organization to silence people… Haha, this time, I will definitely not bet wrong.
"This isn't cheating, this is just using the information you have."
Thinking of this, she pressed down on the president.
Almost at the same time, the door opened with a bang, and a voice that made her alert to the point of being engraved into her DNA came in: "Ms. Shirai."
"?!" Curacao put away her phone and stood up like a serious lawyer. She looked up and saw a group of people standing at the door, looking at her with either unfamiliarity or curiosity.
President Daimon looked around and asked, "Do you know each other?"
Jiang Xia and Suzuki Sonoko both nodded: "We've encountered this several times before."
"Haha, that's how it is." President Daimon twisted his beard. He originally wanted to ask this lawyer who was paid to do the job to give up the best guest room to the new guest. But now that both parties knew each other, it was not easy to do so.
So he simply left the task of arranging the room to the maid, and went back to his bedroom alone, using the excuse of changing clothes.
"Everyone, please follow me." The maid led the guests through the long corridor and came to several rooms. "These three rooms are very spacious and the views are also very good. You can divide them according to your preferences."
She pointed to the passage on the other side and said, "If you want to take a walk or enjoy the scenery, you can go through this passage into the yard. The snow scenery at Damen's house is a local specialty. Many people in the town are proud to have been here. You can enjoy it to your heart's content."
The others nodded as they listened, as if they were a tour guide.
Curacao ended the conversation with Jiang Xia in a few words, quietly retreated behind the crowd, and then clicked on the passers-by mutual aid meeting.
(End of this chapter)
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