Chapter 24 Zhu Fu Jingguang's Bottom Line

"And you! I'm useless, and my son is no better!"

The old man Suomoto walked up to Ichiro Suomoto, and reprimanded him without even looking at the drawing book he was holding in his hand: "I only know how to smear all day long, I'm really useless!! I don't even say a word about him! No! Let’s give up on dreams that might come true!!”

After the old man finished saying these words, he asked Zhou Benwu to go to his room, and then entered the cabin. Leaves the decks exceptionally quiet.

"Brother Asano..." Conan poked.

No one paid him any attention.

So Conan poked again: "Brother Asano?"

Still no response.

Conan continued to poke and poke: "Brother Asano!"

Xinfan slapped Conan's paw expressionlessly: "My suit is custom-made and very expensive."

"...Then you should talk to me earlier!" Conan complained, "By the way, does Grandpa Sui Ben want that brother who paints over there to inherit the family business?"

"no."

"Ah? But he doesn't let that brother do what he likes. Isn't he deliberately depriving him of his hobby of painting to make him focus more on the family business?"

"Deliberately deprive me of my interest in painting?" Xinfan raised his eyebrows with a strange expression, "This is not what Mr. Xiaoben is referring to."

After speaking, he took a step and walked towards the cabin.

Conan hurriedly followed and asked, "Then what did he mean? Brother Asano, just tell me!"

For a moment, Xin Fan really thought that a seven-year-old child was following behind.

Conan followed Xinfan all the way to the restaurant, even though he never got a response, he never gave up.

"Whisky, thank you." Nobushige said to Suzuki butler, "By the way, prepare a glass of juice for this kid."

"Brother Asano, tell me why, just tell me!" Conan blinked his big eyes for knowledge, and stared closely at Shinshige.

Xinfan turned to look at him: "Aren't you a little detective, it's more fulfilling to investigate this kind of thing by yourself?"

Conan pursed his lips: "I'm sure I can investigate it myself." After speaking, he slipped out of the restaurant on his short legs.

For a while, Xinfan was the only person left in the huge restaurant.

He quietly watched the flowers on the table.

Although he couldn't hear the sound, but according to the time, he knew that Wu Benwu should be in the old man's room now, and the murderer would appear soon. With his skill, it is not easy to stop the murderer's actions.

However, even if he was there this time and the murderer didn't succeed, what about next time? He is not a bodyguard invited by the Xiaoben family, so it is impossible for him to protect Mr. Xiaoben anytime and anywhere.

However, just because he couldn't completely dispel the murderer's thoughts, could he ignore the murder that was about to happen under his nose?

In the face of tragedy, indifferent bystanders are not innocent. On the contrary, their crimes are more profound, representing the sorrow of an era and a nation.

Nobushige Asano, no, it should be said Mofu Jingguang, is he really going to let this name be stained with such indifferent words?

Then at the beginning, he clearly knew that becoming a policeman was the beginning of all the tragedies of Zhu Fu Jingguang, but he still admitted to the police academy without hesitation, why?

After being undercover for so many years and experiencing so many things, has he lost his original intention?

Xin Fan suddenly became vigilant, and he realized that the trace of blood he had left was about to be swallowed up by the endless darkness. Although since the death of "Zhu Fu Jingguang", the undercover task of "Asano Nobushige" has become to hide himself as much as possible, climb to the highest position that can be achieved, and then eliminate the black organization in one fell swoop.

But if in this process, Xinfan not only loses the name "Zhu Fu Jingguang", but also loses his original heart, then he has truly destroyed himself. Even if in the end, with his help, the red side eliminates the black side, he is still not the winner.

How could he just watch the situation turn into the worst, how could he just watch the old man Xiaoben get killed in front of him?

Xinfan let out a breath silently, and stood up from his seat.

"Mr. Asano, you?" Butler Suzuki just came over with two cups, a little surprised.

"Sorry, I have some things to deal with, please put the drinks on the table, please."

Nobushige passed Butler Suzuki and walked towards Mr. Sumoto's room.

On the way, he saw Mao Li's father and daughter and Xia Jiang who had just entered the cabin. In the corridor, he met Xiao Benwu who had just come out of the old man's room with a very sluggish expression.

"Dong dong dong." There was a knock on the door ahead.

"Grandpa, it's dinner time." Ichiro Somoto called while knocking on the door.

Xin Fan stood at the corner with his arms folded. This position allowed him to make a shot in an instant without being noticed. It is a very suitable location for eavesdropping, tracking, and protection.

only……

The old man Ben opened the door and walked out in a bad tone: "I don't need you to remind me when it's time for dinner, it's better if you're free..."

"Brother Asano! Stop him!!"

The Shinigami primary school student's voice suddenly pierced the silent air and entered Nobushige's ears, which also shocked Somoto Ichiro who was about to commit the murder.

Oh no!

Ichiro Somoto deserves to be a person who can be cruel to himself. When he heard the movement, his first reaction was not to stop and hide himself. Instead, he gritted his teeth directly, raised his knife and stabbed down at Mr. Zhou Ben!

Nobushige left Conan who was two or three steps away from the corner, rushed to Ichiro Somoto, and kicked the kitchen knife away.

Conan, who arrived a little later, immediately kicked the knife away a lot.

"Grandpa Xiaoben, are you okay?" The elementary school student crawled under the feet of Grandpa Xiaoben, concerned about his situation.

And Xinfan took action to restrain Suomoto Ichiro, his voice was extremely indifferent: "Assassinating my grandfather, you have already constituted the crime of attempted murder."

Suomoto Ichiro was originally very thin, and was firmly pressed on the ground by Xinfan's backhand, unable to move, but after hearing such words, he was still sophistrying: "I didn't, how could I want to kill my grandfather?"

"Then how do you explain the kitchen knife that was used as a murder weapon?"

"I picked it up, and I was planning to ask Grandpa if he knows who the owner of the knife is." Ichiro Somoto insisted.

Xin Fan raised the corner of his mouth: "Really?"

"Brother Asano, don't believe his words!" Conan said hurriedly, "I found a box of knives in his room, and one of them was empty."

"You're talking nonsense!" Ichiro Somoto roared with his eyes closed, "I'm not a chef like Uncle Shoji, how could I have a knife with me? Maybe it's Uncle Shoji's!"

"I advise you to be more honest." Xinfan stepped up the strength of his subordinates, and said coldly, "The kitchen knife may indeed belong to Mr. Shomoto Shoji, but you are the one who stole it and planned to kill Mr. Shoben. You probably I plan to put the knife back in Shoji's room after killing the person, and even if the murder weapon is found, it has nothing to do with you."

"Where is the evidence? What is the motive for the murder? You have nothing to do with me on my family's cruise ship!"

"Who said we didn't?" Since Ichiro Samoto was held down on the ground, Conan could look at him condescendingly, "Brother Xinfan, I, and Grandpa Samoto are all witnesses. You may not know the motive. This box of knives was not the only thing found in your room."