Chapter 413 The Grandson with Bad Intentions

The young woman leaned over to the fat woman's ear and whispered something. The fat woman's face suddenly changed and she exclaimed, "This is impossible!"

"How is that impossible?" The young woman showed a cold expression and said, "I also know that when Grandpa returns to Tokyo, he will announce this matter immediately."

"By then, we'll all be finished."

"Ha." The young woman's husband also sneered. He snorted and said, "I am heavily in debt now. No matter what method I use, I will get the family property that belongs to me!"

Ze Yu stood aside, silently watching the members of the Hatamoto family love each other here.

After all, this is the characteristic of Conan's world.

If nothing unexpected happens, someone else will die next.

Moreover, the deceased was most likely the white-haired old man who had just lost his temper.

Who made him have such a bad temper?
People like him are most likely to suffer.

Xiaolan didn’t think as much as Zeyu. After seeing the old man leave, she was very grateful and relieved.

At least for now, it seems that the owner of the ship has no intention of driving them away.

Escaped.

.........

Night falls.

Takeshi Hatamoto knocked on the door, then walked into the white-haired old man's room and closed the door.

"Xiao Wu." The old man sat on the sofa, closed his eyes, and said quietly: "You performed quite well today. Xia Jiang really knows how to choose a husband."

"Thank you for the compliment." Hatamoto Takeshi felt a little embarrassed and reached out to touch his handsome face.

"You touch your face when you are shy. This habit of yours really resembles someone." The old man suddenly opened his eyes and shouted, "It's your father, Caicheng Yongfu!"

"Ah!" Hatamoto Takeshi was startled.

"Do you think you can hide it from me by tampering with the household registration?" The old man said with a gloomy face, "The Hatamoto family has a grudge against your father. For revenge, you sneaked into the company and approached Xia Jiang. I have known about this for a long time!"

"Tell me! What do you want to do next? Do you want my money or my life?"

Faced with the old man's relentless pressure, Hatamoto Takeshi lowered his head, his face looked a little ferocious, and even his breathing became a little rapid.

After taking a few deep breaths, the ferocious look on Takeshi Hatamoto's face gradually disappeared, replaced by determination.

He raised his head, looked into the old man's eyes, and said firmly: "Xia Jiang and I are truly in love, and nothing else matters!"

"If you doubt what I say, please excuse me!" After saying that, Hatamoto Takeshi turned around without hesitation and slammed the door.

The old man looked at the closed door quietly, and after a while, he looked away.

"What a bad-tempered boy." The old man snorted in dissatisfaction, but his eyes were not as sharp as before.

Obviously, Hatamoto Takeshi's sincerity touched the old man a little, and his impression of Hatamoto Takeshi improved a little, and he was not as disgusted as before.

In fact, the old man didn't hate Hatamoto Takeshi that much, otherwise he wouldn't have watched this kid marry into his family and become his grandson's son-in-law.

The old man shook his head.

Just then, his door was opened again.

"Boy, why are you back again?" The old man said unhappily without even looking at him.

"It's not him, it's me."

A young man walked in. He was the somewhat cowardly painter and also the old man’s grandson.

"What are you doing in here?" The old man's face suddenly became even gloomier.

"Let me ask you." The young painter looked very calm and asked, "Why don't you want to marry Xia Jiang to me?"

"You would rather find a useless husband for Xia Jiang than accept me as her husband. Do you look down on me?" "You are cousins." The old man said with a dark face, "Besides, I will never marry Xia Jiang to you. A useless brat like you makes me sick!"

Seeing his grandson was so rude when talking to him, not even calling him "Grandpa" or "Grandpa", the old man's impression of him became even worse.

"Get out of my room!" the old man stood up from the sofa and shouted loudly.

The young painter was silent for a while. He could no longer remain calm and his face showed anger.

"You old bastard!" he yelled angrily, "Go to hell!"

"What did you say? You kid!"

Seeing his own grandson insulting him like that, the old man became even angrier.

"Shut up and die!"

The young painter's expression became very ferocious, a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and he took out a knife from his pocket.

"Knife? What do you want to do?!" The old man realized that something was wrong, his pupils shrank, and he asked back.

"I'm going to kill you, you old bastard!"

The young painter rushed over angrily and stabbed the old man in the chest with a knife.

"what!"

The old man screamed, his face turned pale, and he fell to the ground, covering his chest which was bleeding profusely.

After being stabbed, he was not dead yet. He fell to the ground, tilted his head, and looked at his grandson angrily.

He opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but no words came out.

"Just wait for death." A sneer appeared on the young painter's face, full of sarcasm.

He withdrew the knife, left the room, and closed the door.

The old man lay quietly on the ground, looking at the closed door, the color in his eyes gradually disappearing.

Am I going to die?
The old man was a little confused thinking...

He never expected that after a lifetime of fame and building such a large family, he would die because of an attack by his own grandson!

It's really embarrassing.

The old man thought somewhat sadly.

Just at this time……

A voice sounded in his ear.

"Old man, are you going to die?"

who is it?

Hearing the sound, the old man tried his best to open his blurry eyes and look at everything in front of him.

In front of him, a strange creature appeared. It had a coat of fluffy golden hair and was wagging its tail. It looked very cute.

"Are you... a rabbit?" The old man laughed at himself. "It seems that I am about to die. I am actually hallucinating."

"You are the rabbit, your whole family are rabbits!" the strange golden creature cursed angrily.

He is Ze Yu who turned into Pikachu.

"Forget it. There's no need to be polite when talking to an old man like you." Ze Yu said unhappily, "I am the legendary elf. I can fulfill one of your wishes, but you need to pay a price."

"It seems that I have lost too much blood and am hallucinating." The old man smiled bitterly and said, "Well, it's just hallucinations. I'm going to die anyway. It doesn't matter if I fool around a little before I die."

(End of this chapter)