nashuaworldcup Chapter 240 Generous Donation of 900 Billion Yen
Chapter 240 Generous Donation of 900 Billion Yen
Chapter 240 Generous Donation of 90 Billion Yen
His laughter displeased Miyamoto Taro, who reprimanded him.
"Are you really happy that so many public security officers in a country who have sacrificed so much and are living comfortably can still laugh?"
"Don't misunderstand, I just find Mr. Suzuki a bit ridiculous. He's clearly a top conglomerate in a country where people live comfortably, one of the very elite at the top of the pyramid, yet he's unwilling to part with a mere 90 billion. It's utterly laughable." The underling raised his hand to indicate that he meant no harm.
Shiro Suzuki glared at him: "Is that so? Since you think I'm ridiculous, then you donate this 90 billion yen and let me see if you're ridiculous."
Miyamoto Taro, standing to the side, looked pitifully at his younger brother, hoping he would lend a hand.
Here's something to mention: I looked it up, and in countries where life is pretty good, the death penalty for a member of the Self-Defense Force is 900 million yen. The Public Security Bureau should be about the same.
“Okay, I’ll donate the 90 billion. As a resident of a country where I’m living a comfortable life, even though the police in this country have hurt me before, I have a responsibility to pay this money after such a big incident!” the underling said confidently.
Upon hearing this, Miyamoto Taro pushed aside the inconvenient Suzuki Shiro, grasped his underling's hand, and said with tears of gratitude, "Mr. Kudo, we in the Public Security Bureau were wrong before. I will never doubt that you are also a member of the Black Organization again. You are a distinguished guest of our Public Security Bureau!"
"Don't worry, I'll transfer the money to you right now. Just send me your public account information, and I'll donate the 900 billion yen right now!" The underling couldn't wait to donate.
This is what Su Xingbo said; he had only one goal, which was to take the first step in building an invincible golden body for himself.
He's never been one to suffer losses; the 90 billion he's invested will come back much more than that.
He wouldn't give up even a fraction of his own interests without a greater benefit.
Miyamoto Taro quickly told his underling about the public account, and the underling pretended to make a phone call, while Su Xingbo was actually transferring money on the other side.
Not a moment later.
Suddenly, 900 billion yen appeared in the account.
This made Taro Miyamoto even more excited. This sum of yen was a huge boost for him, allowing him to finally relax.
This also completely dispelled any doubts about Su Xingbai, because no one would donate money to the person they killed after committing murder.
It's all because of that damn Kazami Yuya.
Miyamoto Taro grasped his underling's hand. "It's all my fault. I even suspected you were a member of the Black Organization before. Now I understand. It was all that bastard Kazami Yuya who deliberately slandered you. His goal was to obtain your core technology."
"The only pity now is that Kazami Yuya died in that building, otherwise I would have tied his hands and feet and personally delivered him to you so you could do whatever you want with him."
The load-bearing walls of that building have all been destroyed; it's now just a pile of ruins.
He didn't believe that Kazami Yuya could escape danger like last time under these circumstances; at least last time he could hide in the basement.
This time, the Black Organization started their cleanup from the first floor, so Kazami Yuya didn't have time to hide in the basement.
Therefore, Kazami Yuya may already be dead and have nowhere to be buried.
The younger brother waved his hand and laughed, "Inspector Miyamoto, what are you saying? It's just a little rat in your Public Security Bureau. It has nothing to do with the rest of you. I know what's important."
Taro Miyamoto said with relief, "It's all thanks to Mr. Kudo that you're so understanding. You can leave the New Tokyo Police Department anytime now. If you ever want to come back, just come find me. You're always welcome here!"
The younger brother nodded and said, "Okay, then I have something to do, so I'll leave first. As for that case, let's leave it at that. Let's not let this little thing affect our friendship, okay?"
Upon hearing this, Miyamoto Taro bowed again and shouted, "Thank you for your understanding, Mr. Kudo!"
Before leaving, he went to Shiro Suzuki's side and whispered something in his ear.
"Don't close your eyes when you sleep, or you'll never be able to open them again. Also, you should hurry over and collect the bodies of your bodyguards." He then patted Suzuki Shiro on the shoulder and calmly left.
Miyamoto Taro was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground. The threat was too strong. He would not dismiss his suspicions of Su Xingbai just because Su Xingbai donated 900 billion yen.
In his eyes, this was entirely done to clear his name. Miyamoto Taro was completely blinded by money; otherwise, he could easily understand this.
Miyamoto Taro glanced disdainfully at the fat man on the ground and said scornfully, "Suzuki Shiro, is there anything else? If you have nothing else, please leave my office immediately. I have some very confidential matters to attend to, and you are no longer suitable to stay here."
Suzuki Shiro struggled to his feet, supporting himself on the desk, and kindly reminded him, "Didn't you realize this was Kudo Hoshikazu's scheme? After donating 900 billion yen to you, he completely cleared himself of suspicion from the Black Organization. He did this on purpose."
To his surprise, Miyamoto Taro didn't buy it at all and gave him a cold look.
"Do you think he would be so kind as to kill people and then donate money to the dead? Caesar's purpose is very clear: to massacre the public security personnel of our country where we are living a good life. If Mr. Kudo were to do it, he would only hate Kazami Yuya the most. He only needs to kill Kazami Yuya, why would he kill other people? Isn't that a losing proposition?"
"This, this, there must be some conspiracy involved." Suzuki Shiro couldn't find a reasonable logic to refute what Miyamoto Taro said, because it did indeed seem illogical at every turn.
However, he has now become mortal enemies with Kudo Seihachi. The two are like oil and water, and both wish they could kill each other.
It has come to the point where only one of them can survive.
The threats his underlings made before leaving only added to his fear.
If Kudo Seihachi is indeed the Bloody Caesar, then he is doomed to die unless he sleeps in the military base every day and never steps outside.
Otherwise, he definitely wouldn't be able to sleep every night. If you knew a terrorist was targeting you, you wouldn't be able to sleep either.