family law

Noisy voices, noisy figures, closing the door of the ward can't stop the nurses, doctors and patients from killing with their eyes angrily.

Ikuta crossed his legs and hugged this and that one with great joy, and finally asked: "Tell me, what's going on? As long as it's not a commercial secret, Xiaosheng, I know everything I can say."

Jun Matsumoto put away his playful heart and sat upright, taking out the photo. "This is the case we are investigating recently. The woman in the photo is the deceased in this case, and also..."

"Kingsuke Shannan's little wife." Ikuta answered the words with a firm tone, obviously he has always paid close attention to the dignitaries in the West District.

"We're asking about the man in the picture."

Ikuta did not answer directly, but asked Kazuya: "This photo was taken in Kita District, can you tell me who took it?"

"Saitoichi."

"It's him..." Ikuta narrowed his eyes as he turned his eyes and corners of his mouth.

Nigong snapped his fingers, "Don't pretend to be deep, give me some material first."

Ikuta touched his nose in embarrassment, and opened up the conversation.

"He is Tomoya Nagase, the eldest son and grandson of the Nagase family, a big chaebol in the northern district. Although he is the eldest son and direct grandson, he doesn't have any real power at the moment. His mother Nagase Mika is a character, the current head of Henggu Real Estate, Since her husband Nagase Tsuneya passed away from cancer, he has taken over the real estate business of her husband’s family. In recent years, the business has grown bigger and bigger. I even heard that they want to enter the West District. I think the biggest reason why Saito took this photo The most likely reason is that he is monitoring the movements of the Nagase family, preventing the Henggu real estate from entering the West District. You must know that Saito is the best in real estate among the bigwigs in the West District. Here I am doing well, then By the way, you secretly hooked up with Shannan to want a piece of the pie in the west district, and if I were Saito, I would definitely do it."

Matsumoto shook his head and interrupted Ikuta, "I don't think this possibility is very likely. If Nagase Tomoya contacted Keiko to hook up with Shannan, and was accidentally discovered by Saito, Saito would be the first to kill Tomoya Nagase, not Keiko."

Nigong asked back: "You mean to kill chickens to scare monkeys?"

"That's right, killing Tomoya Nagase will have a deterrent effect, and no one will dare to enter the West District to snatch Saito's business. On the contrary, killing Keiko will only destroy the alliance of the big bosses in the West District, and may cause the black forces in the West District to collapse. Saito is absolutely impossible to be the murderer. Ohno, what do you think?"

Satoshi Ono nodded secretly, his eyes full of affirmation. "Based on what I know about Saito, Keiko's death will definitely not be caused by someone sent by him.

Yes, Shannan is more likely than Saito to kill his wife. Shannan knew that Keiko had secretly contacted the Nagase family, and then discovered that Saito was secretly following him. In order to dispel Saito's doubts and prevent internal strife in the Nishi District, Shannan had no choice but to kill Keiko. Using this extreme method to tell Saito and even Domoto that he would never tolerate someone around him disrupting the balance of forces in the West District, and he had no intention of taking a share of the real estate. "

Ikuta drooped his head, "Then what do you mean, Shannan is the real murderer?"

Ninomiya smiled and patted Ikuta, "How is it possible? Jingzi, as Shannan's second wife, has never been involved in his business. In the west district, there is good food and good living. There is no need to go on the road of gangster sister-in-law. Men fight openly and secretly. She What is the use of a woman?"

Ikuta shouted excitedly before Ninomiya finished speaking. "You look down on women too much, haven't you heard the saying that a beauty is a disaster? If you ask me, there must be something wrong with Keiko. Maybe this is Shannan Keisuke's brilliant move. On the surface, she is his little wife, but in fact she is an assistant and a master. The subordinates specialize in beauty traps and alienation schemes, is Shannan playing tricks?"

"It's too early to say who the murderer is. We have to talk to Nagase Tomoya first. But in my personal opinion, the murderer should not be Saito, nor Shannan."

Ikuta sighed, spread his hands and shouted: "This is neither that nor that. I have nothing to do. You can handle your case by yourself. I'd better just lie on the hospital bed and grow fat."

"I didn't intend to ask you to be Jin Tianyi. What we need is a little thing in your little head, not the product of its thinking. If Bai Xiaosheng of the North District thinks, God will laugh." Nigong hugged Over Ikuta's shoulder, pinch here, knead there, and mock at the same time, "Fat, I haven't even found a piece of chestnut meat, where is the fat?"

Seeing them laughing and laughing, Jun Matsumoto couldn't help laughing out loud, feeling a little envious. Except for Sho Sakurai, he hardly had any special friends. If he was the one who was hospitalized, there would be so many flowers and fruit baskets in the ward ?Will there be so much laughter?There was endless loneliness in his eyes.

This kind of loneliness makes Jun Matsumoto look different. Although the corners of his mouth are curled up and his eyebrows are smiling, Ikuta has noticed his anxiety and loneliness. He is clearly standing in front of him, but he seems to be unable to grasp it. No, in an instant, the idea of ​​wanting to understand this person sprouted. Why is it uglier than crying when a person can smile?

After breaking up from the hospital, Ninomiya and Ohno planned to go to Keiko's apartment in Jade Buddha City to find new clues. Jun Matsumoto used Ikuta's relationship to enter the archives of the North District Police Station, and successfully logged into the information search system on Ikuta's computer. Find information about the Nagase family.When the overwhelming information was displayed in the search results, Jun Matsumoto, a senior information officer in the West District, had to admire Bai Xiaosheng from the bottom of his heart. The Nagase family's old background was revealed bit by bit, and an unofficial Jun Matsumoto was taken aback by the news, and after thinking about it, he dialed Masaki's cell phone.

"Hey, it's me... I'm in the archives office of the North District. I just sent you an email from my mobile phone... Yes, that's right, although it's a little unbelievable, but I still hope you can check it as soon as possible. As for how to get it If you get their DNA, you can ask Kazuya and Ohno to help... well, I won't be back in the game today... then please, please."

"Oh, why haven't those idiots from the Municipal Bureau withdrawn? We can't get in unless they leave." The big wild cat hid in the stairwell.

"Stop running away, just keep an eye on them, and see what new discoveries they have?" Nigong beside him flicked the cigarette ash with one hand, and put the other on Ono's shoulder.

"Damn, you treat me as a clairvoyant, how can you see clearly? It would be great if I had a wind ear at this time."

"Shunfeng ear? You mean..."

"That's right, that's the one." Ono's round face showed a trace of treachery.

"Stay here, I'll come whenever I go, pay close attention, and I'll help you get some wind." After pinching his cigarette, Nigong turned and went downstairs.

About half an hour later, a young woman appeared on the corridor, stepping on high heels, with long black hair hanging down her shoulders.Suddenly she fell obliquely in front of the open door of Jingzi's apartment and knelt on the ground.

"Miss, are you okay, are you sprained?" A detective immediately pulled up the belt and walked out when he heard the sound, and supported the woman with his hands in transparent gloves.

The woman smiled and nodded as a greeting. She took the detective's hand and stood up. She nodded again, said thank you softly, and walked towards the elevator.The detective seemed to be a little bit overwhelmed. The departure of the beautiful woman made him feel a little melancholy. He sighed and walked back to the apartment to put on new gloves and continue to search for clues with his colleagues. The used gloves were randomly thrown away. Placed on the coffee table in the room, a white and nearly transparent disc was firmly pasted on the glove, working quietly...