Chapter 762 The Second Clue

"It's quite interesting among these young people."

Sitting on the tatami and taking a sip of tea, Officer Nishimura glanced at Nakamori Ginzo, who was still thinking, and asked curiously: "What are you thinking about?"

"No, I just thought about the prophecy Kidd left yesterday. Judging from what he said, it seemed as if he knew who had the remaining two knives. But when I thought about it carefully, he was really tricking us."

Nakamori Ginzo pinched his chin: "I'm afraid the purpose is to make us look for it. Even if we can't find it in the end, he can say that he has got it."

Of course, it would be better if he found it, but it doesn't make sense to say it now. While they were drinking tea here, Kidd might have sneaked into Fucheng's house.

"Compared to this, what about the mole in your police station?"

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"...It's been resolved."

Officer Nishimura raised his tea cup silently, hoping that Officer Nakamori would not mention this matter again.

"Damn it, you guy, didn't I tell you that He Ye wouldn't go to those scenic spots with you? How come you don't even listen to what you say!"

Clenching his fists, Hattori Heiji stared at Fukujo Sei impatiently.

"In that case, do you want to compete with me?"

"ha?"

Fucheng Sheng's expression didn't look like he was joking, but he really meant it.

"You are a popular contestant in this competition, but you did not participate in the competition. I think it is also your desire to compete with people of similar level." Fucheng Sheng stretched out his hand to grab the two wooden knives placed on the shelf at the door of the reception room. , but an old wooden crutch was inserted directly into the door from the corridor outside the reception room, making Fucheng Sheng's hand tremble.

"What are you doing, Ah Sheng? How can you treat guests like this?"

A gray-haired man opened the door and walked in. Seeing his appearance, Nishimura and Nakamori stood up holding on to the tatami, because this man was the target of their trip, Fukuro Yoshie.

"Because a girl is jealous, she has to be disrespectful to the guests. This will harm the reputation of the Fucheng family."

The man criticized his son seriously. When he saw him, he turned his head and hummed, then turned to the two policemen with narrowed eyes.

"So what did the officers from the police department come to my house for?"

"Regarding the hidden sword of the Fujie family, it has become famous recently because Kaito Kidd has targeted it. Last night, Kidd attacked the Fujie family again and left a warning."

Police officer Nishimura stared at Fukuro Yoshie: "As for the contents of the notice, the news and newspapers should have published it. I think Mr. Fukuro should know something about it."

"It's really unfortunate, because I have old injuries from when I was the driver of Mr. Zhongzhi, so I am now bedridden at home and have not had much contact with the outside world for a long time."

Although Fukuro Yoshie said this, after all, the driver at the helm of Hokkaido No. 1 Group was not a fool, and he also expressed his judgment directly.

"It seems that Kidd is targeting the two knives in my hand this time."

"That's right."

When it comes to the topic of Kidd, it is obviously more appropriate for Nakamori Ginzo to take the lead. He nodded first, and then looked at Fukuro Yoshie seriously.

"I think as a confidant of Tadayuki Hatsue, you don't know about the rumors about Keisaburo Hatsue."

"You mean the treasure of the Fujiang family, right?"

Fukuro Yoshie's eyes fell, and he took out a bottle of medicine from his arms while coughing: "I think now, I am afraid that I know the treasures of the Fue family better than Mr. Fue Takuzo."

Needless to say, collecting swords and collecting clues to the treasure, Fukujo Yoshie didn't think the police could find out whether the treasure was related to the war. After thinking for a while, he revealed a piece of news that surprised everyone.

"Actually, Mr. Zhongzhi had already collected all the precious swords back then."

"Wait, you mean Tadayuki Hatsue has seen what the treasure is?" Hattori Heiji interrupted Fukuro Yoshie's words.

In his opinion, there was something wrong with this family. Keisaburo Hategoe hid the treasure with six swords, and then auctioned off all the swords.

Then there is his son Tadashi E, who spent a lot of effort to buy back the swords his father sold for more money than before, and then scattered them. Now his son is doing the same thing. thing.

"Keizaburo Hatsue, Mr. Tadashi and the current Takuzo Hatsue are three different kinds of people." Fukuro Yoshie glared at Hattori Heiji.

"Keisaburo buried the treasure and sold the sword so that one day he could sell this war weapon that could change the structure of Asia at a high price."

Fukuro Yoshie obviously had some disdain for the founder of the Fujiang Group: "But Mr. Tadashi, his purpose is to prevent this thing from ever seeing the light of day again."

"Even if what you said is correct, now in order to make another profit before selling the Fujiang Group, Fujiang Tadayuki's son is desperately misappropriating the funds of the Fujiang Group to collect these six knives, which at least shows that Fujiang Zhongzhi’s son is not very good.”

"Well, I don't deny that."

Fukuro Yoshie did not deny this.

"So based on what you just said, Mr. Fukuro Yoshie, how can Keisaburo Hatie be sure that one day when he is no longer in this world and his descendants cannot collect six swords, they can find the treasure he buried? For sale.”

Ginzo Nakamori put forward his own point of view: "Just like Takuzo Atsue now, he can't receive it at all, right?"

"The six knives are to confirm the location of the observation. Of course, Keisaburo Hatie also has other ways to confirm."

Fukuro Ryoshi glanced at the people in the room: "Master Tadayuki knows this method, but he didn't tell me, and he also told me that there is no way to complete the second step."

"Another riddle? These guys are really troublesome." Officer Nishimura complained.

"By the way, I have another question."

Hattori Heiji took out the newspaper from his backpack: "It says in it that Fue Group sold a large number of empty shell subsidiaries to collect shares two years ago. Is it true?"

"Ah, it's not false." Fukuro Yoshie glanced at his son and nodded when he saw him getting up and leaving the reception room.

"At that time, Tadayuki Fue was not dead yet, right?"

"You don't need to ask me about this, it can be easily investigated."

Fukuro Yoshie did not answer directly. He saw his son holding two wooden boxes and bending down to salute the police.

"Since you are here for the knife given to me by Mr. Zhongzhi, I don't mind lending it to you for a while, so that the police will not waste their energy on us and our son."

He pulled out another piece of black colored paper with a red five-pointed star on it.

"There is also this piece of black paper that Mr. Zhongzhi left for me. Even though I can't understand it, I'll give it to you too."

"Thank you very much for your cooperation."