Chapter 705: Real crazy or fake crazy (1/2)
The police car outside Sanjo was surrounded by police sirens from time to time, and a large number of people have gathered. The people also gave pointers to these three houses and published some guesses about this from time to time.
呀 ”Yeah, it's terrible to hear of a homicide here,” a woman said loudly.
嗯 ”Well, I don't know who died? Is it a fight?” An old man with gray hair and a sixty or seventy year old said, ”Young people now ...”
”Ah, it's a pity! I'm afraid that the business of this Sanjoya will be affected in the future!” A white-collar worker said that she is a frequent visitor to Sanjoya. She often came to this restaurant because she didn't have time to cook at home. I'm sorry to see this situation now.
”Yes, this restaurant is really good!” Another citizen nodded regretfully.
At this time, the door was open, and the body of Keiji Nishibetsu was being put on a stretcher, and the police carried him to the car. One of the young policemen who helped out was a little curious and whispered to his predecessor: ”This body is carried back to the police Inning? ”
He is a newly recruited policeman who has just passed the examination. This is a newcomer. This is the first time he has officially participated in the work. He is somewhat unclear about these procedures.
The old policeman who was assisting took a look and whispered, ”It's true according to the procedure!”
”But this person's identity is not simple. He is a member of the Bandong Consortium. How could the body be transported directly back to our police station?” The old policeman whispered to the new colleague.
He has been in the police station for many years and has his own channel of information. He has learned from a related person that the Bandong family has used the relationship to request that the body be returned to the family after an autopsy at the scene.
Tokyo · Bandoya
This is not our home. This home is in Hokkaido, but it was collected by the shogunate as a flag book two hundred years ago, and it was still a small general of 800 shi. It was a dwelling with a single house in Edo City, a place with a wealth of democracy. After the society, due to the expansion of wealth, it also bought the nearby land for expansion, which is very magnificent, in fact, it is the de facto center of hosting.
At this moment, the house was sombre.
Yunxi Beppu ’s corpse was transported back, and the Bandong family had already received the news. They had prepared accordingly, arranged the hall and received the corpse.
I received the eldest brother, Sakaaki Sakae, who led the body to the hall, and let the monk take a bunch of incense, and silently handed it to Ooka Tomomi.
The current owner of the Bandong Consortium is Bandong Kuangzhi, and has four children, three of whom are a daughter. The eldest son is Ban Dong Shengming who is now in charge of reception, the second son is Masaru Bando, the third son is Masaru Bando, and the last little daughter is Satoko Bando.
And Nishi Beppu Keiji is the husband of Bandong Saeko.
Oka Tomomi bowed respectfully and made incense.
Seeing that the incense was finished, Ban Dong Shengming looked slightly cold, and then asked Oshi Tomoka stiffly, ”What's going on?”
Japan is a country that attaches great importance to funeral etiquette. There is a spiritual hall built here, and no one will be rude here, which will cause great resentment.
Yanban Dong Shengming wants to ask, but also after the incense.
In this generation of Ban Dong's family, Ban Dong Shengming is the best brother and sister with Bandong Satoko and has been closer than other brothers and sisters since childhood.
Seibetsu Prefecture Keiji is the husband of his sister Bando Satoko. Although Bandong Katsumi is dissatisfied with Seibetsu Prefecture Keiji's ability, but Seibetsu Prefecture Keiji is very good to his sister, so Bandong Katsumi is still grateful to Seibetsu Prefecture of.
Now, Ban Dong Sheng Ming suddenly heard the news of Keiji from Beppu, and was full of anger in his heart.
”I'm really sorry.” Ooka Tomoki led out and went to the corridor before bowing deeply, slowly speaking the whole process of the assassination of Keiji Nishibetsu.
After listening to the process of Ooka Tomoki's lecture, Bandong Masaki could not see any complexion, but with a calm face, it was a long time before he said to Ooka Tomoki: ”I understand the situation, and in truth, it really does not matter. Your business, and you have no motivation. ”
”It's just that my father (Kanto Kanzaki) had cancer, and when he heard the news, he went to the hospital again.” Bandong Katsuaki's face was a little worried.
”Now we are mainly busy with managing my father's illness, so we have no time to be distracted, so I would like to ask you to investigate, what is going on here, and how?” With that said, Bandong Katsumi stared at Ooka tightly. Wisdom history.
This is very polite, but when he felt his eyes, Ooka Tomomi still smiled wryly, and shoved, ”Is this inappropriate?”
The bad things inside this consortium are not bottomed out. Ooka Tomoki has seen more at Hengyuan's house. He finally got away, and really didn't want to step in.
”This is very suitable!” At this time, a sudden noise sounded, but it was that Satoko Sato came over.
Ayaka Saki Tomoko wore a black gown, and the decorations were pure black. His eyes were red and swollen, and he had already cried a lot.
In Japanese, wedding is white and funeral is black.