Conan's corpse picker

Chapter 2524 2528 [Rum's Gift]

"It's this, the set of hand-carved stamps worth 2 million!" The Ogata family was ecstatic, "It turned out to be hidden here!"

Curacao looked at this joyous scene and silently touched the documents in his arms: "..."

…It seems like it’s time for lawyers to go to work.

But she didn't really want to go.

However, things have come to this point. So many early plans have been accomplished, and everything has gone smoothly all the way to now. She can't just give up. This won't be acceptable to Rum either - after all, strictly speaking, Uzo's intrusion not only did not hinder her mission, but was very much in line with her needs at the moment.

So after hesitating for a moment, Curacao sighed in his heart, and in the end he had no choice but to go ahead with the plan.

She walked towards the four cheering people and said to the Ogata family, "Now that the stamp has been found, it is time to announce the will of the late Mr. Ogata Shugo."

The Ogata family members were startled: "Will?"

Curacao nodded and took out a document.

Rather than simple and crude robbery and theft, this intelligence agent from Curacao undoubtedly prefers a more professional approach - to put it simply, compared to some of her other colleagues, she prefers to use her brain.

When Mr. Qiu Wu received the task of "getting the antique teapot" from Rum, he was already on his last legs. Curacao found out the situation and soon came up with a complete plan.

She pretended to visit her relatives and went to the hospital, and spoke to Mr. Qiu Wu as a filial young person.

When a person is about to die, his words are kind, and likewise, his ears become soft. After Mr. Qiu Wu heard Curacao tell a few "friend stories" during a casual chat, he soon became interested in a new way of inheritance:

Rather than watching those unworthy descendants kill each other in a fight for the inheritance, it is better to plan ahead and leave the precious collections to worthy people. He knew very well what kind of people his younger generations were, so he did not dare to leave his favorite collections at home, but locked them in a bank safe. Now, these collections of his have become treasures that attract like-minded people.

"According to Mr. Qiu Wu's request," Curacao explained the contents of the will expressionlessly, "his entire collection will be inherited by whoever solves the puzzle and finds the stamps."

With her help, Mr. Qiu Wu added several other puzzles pointing to the tablets before he died.

And the unscrupulous lawyer Curacao was obviously not as honest as she appeared - there was no doubt that she had carried out a secret operation, handed the answer to one of the puzzles to her subordinates, and attracted two puzzle enthusiasts with average puzzle-solving skills, intending to get three people together, and then let her subordinate who already knew the answer take the thing naturally.

...However, before those people arrived, someone arrived first.

Curacao couldn't help but turn his head and look at Jiang Xia: this detective completely stole the show from her subordinates, and his reasons for visiting were more convincing. He even found a few policemen as witnesses, making it impossible for Xufang's family to ignore the will and forcibly take away the stamps... No matter from which perspective, this was a sublimated plus version of her plan.

"Something's wrong, very wrong - how could it be such a coincidence?" The more Curacao thought about it, the colder his heart felt. "This guy must know something. It seems that I have to carefully screen the intelligence network around me, especially the new subordinate who makes me quite satisfied..."

With the precedent of Ireland, Curacao dare not be careless.

While she was thinking whether she had a new confidant, she conscientiously completed her work as a lawyer.

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone in the Ogata family was stunned.

Soon, Mrs. Ogata's angry and somewhat shrill voice rang out: "How could my father-in-law write such a will? This thing must be fake!"

Curacao: "This will has been notarized and confirmed to be valid."

"Impossible!" The other members of the Ogata family also came back to their senses and were furious. "It must be you, a woman, who gave him such bad advice, just for your performance and salary!"

Curacao: “…” Although this is just a blame you threw at me to vent your anger, in a sense, you guys guessed it right.

As she was thinking, she suddenly remembered something and carefully examined the family of four: although they were just four ordinary people, judging from the mechanism just now, this family seemed to have very good hands-on ability... It seemed that if she came to this area again in the future, she must be careful with all kinds of silk threads.

but……

Curacao thought for a moment: In fact, there is a more permanent solution - isn't it enough to just make these people have other targets of hatred?
With this in mind, Curacao continued in a serious tone, "In other words, all the collections that Mr. Ogata Shugo left on this list will belong to Jiang Xia from today on."

The four people from the Ogata family turned their heads and looked at Jiang Xia: "?!"

"Is that so?" Jiang Xia was not as ecstatic as they had imagined. The high school detective looked indifferent. He touched his chin with a sincere look on his face. "But for me, the interesting puzzle in the music box is already the best reward. As for Mr. Qiu Wu's collection... I really don't have the hobby of collecting antiques. Let Miss Lawyer handle these."

The people of the Ogata family all turned their heads towards Curacao like sunflowers.

Curacao: “…”

She looked at Jiang Xia with a twitching eye, and saw the young man nodding at her with one hand in his pocket.

The next moment, her phone buzzed and she received an email.

Curacao silently took out his phone and opened his email.

Then I saw a few polite words inside: [Give my regards to Rum.]
Curacao: “…” Not only did this guy corrupt her subordinates, but now he’s even extending his sugar-coated claws to her boss!

But things have come to this point, and if she refuses forcefully, it would seem strange.

Thinking of this, Curacao had no choice but to endure the four gloomy gazes and force a smile: "...Thank you very much."

……

Jiang Xia was not very interested in Mr. Ogata's batch of antiques.

——In his impression, many of his clients are heirs to wealthy families. What if he takes away the inheritance and those potential heir clients see the news and dare not come to him?

And unlike gold and silver, which can be remelted, unique antiques are often easier to trace. If these items were really assigned to him in front of the police and ordinary citizens, it would be troublesome to deal with them.

It would be better to let Curacao handle it directly, or to round it off, give it to Rum: although Rum's vinegary rice-flavored murderous aura has an average taste, he has many talented people under him, and who knows if they will come up with some wonderful new flavor.

(End of this chapter)