Thriller Night Talk

Wei Fuyuan was inexplicably ashamed when Beiquan patted his head like a child.

He tilted his head unhappily, and said with a straight face:

"I think the gangsters with guns outside should have been invited by one of the other three heirs to the estate."

He paused, and added:

"If I had to name someone who is the most suspicious, I would guess Daniel."

Beiquan's eyes were bent into crescents, "You're right."

Daniel was really freaking out tonight.

Especially after Wei Fuyuan received Bei Quan's reminder to him, he paid more attention to the expressions of everyone at the scene, so he could see it more clearly.

Daniel's motives are easy to guess.

Chen Dafa's will said that as long as any heir loses the inheritance qualification, then that person's share will be divided into three, and the other three will inherit respectively, and so on.

In this way, if Daniel wants to monopolize the inheritance, he only needs to kill the other three heirs.

It's just that killing him is not enough, Daniel also has to clear himself of his suspicions in this deliberate murder.

He thought of the plan of "buy-kill-kill".

Fortunately, in Citigroup where guns are rampant, as long as you know the channels, it is not difficult to find a few desperadoes with guns in their hands.

As long as this group of gangsters disguise themselves as burglars and kill the other three heirs, the one billion dollars that originally belonged to Daniel will turn into four billion in an instant.

Moreover, Wei Fuyuan, as a business school student, has a little bit of research on inheritance law.

The killing order of the gangsters had to be a little particular.

If Daniel doesn't want $30 billion to fall on other relatives of his three "brothers", then the gangsters must kill the three heirs first, and then kill Chen Dafa who was lying on the hospital bed with only one breath left. There must also be a witness.

"Well, no wonder..."

After figuring out this causal relationship, Wei Fuyuan touched his chin:

"The killer who was chasing after us just now missed the bullet on purpose."

If Wei Fuyuan's guess is correct, Daniel should have described the characteristics of their target to the murderer.

When a group of people ran away, both Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan were black-haired Asians. For the gangsters, they were indeed the most easily distinguishable and infallible features, so the gangsters would come to chase them down.

But lawyers just happened to choose the same direction as them.

In addition, the lawyer was a little fat, and when running in the narrow corridor, he could easily block the trajectory of the shot, which troubled the killer very much.

Daniel needs an innocent person to testify for him, and it is best that this person has no direct interest in him, and his position is neutral and convincing enough. After much deliberation, among the people present, only a lawyer is the most suitable .

Before doing anything, they must have told them in advance that they must keep the lawyer's life.

So although the gangster fired in their direction, he deliberately missed it, just to intimidate them, and to arrest the man without hurting the lawyer's life, so that he could be a witness.

After Beiquan listened to Wei Fuyuan's analysis, he smiled slightly and asked:

"So, do you know that Daniel has another accomplice?"

Now it was Wei Fuyuan's turn to show a surprised expression.

He turned to look at Beiquan:

"You mean he has an accomplice?"

Beiquan nodded.

"Daniel's accomplice is the maid named Mary."

Wei Fuyuan blinked, "How do you know?"

When the two were talking, they happened to walk to a door, and Bei Quan reached out and turned the lock.

The door was unlocked, and Beiquan opened it easily.

Wei Fuyuan raised his mobile phone and took a photo in the room.

It was an empty room that no one was using. All the furniture was covered with white cloth, and it didn't look like there was a telephone.

Beiquan turned around and closed the door, and continued to walk forward, saying as he walked:

"The structure of this room is as complicated as a labyrinth. Even if someone deliberately came in to kill people, it would be difficult to figure out the structure here, right?"

Wei Fuyuan: "You are right!"

He thought that he had stayed here for more than a day and a night, but still couldn't figure out the internal structure of the house, so he felt that Beiquan's suspicion was very reasonable.

The group of thugs broke in through a broken window, and immediately spread out to block people after entering. It seemed that they knew the internal structure of the house very well. The gangsters were provided with a floor plan of the room.

However, Wei Fuyuan still raised his own doubts:

"However, how can you be sure that the ghost is Mary?"

Beiquan smiled:

"Because I see Daniel and Mary occasionally looking at each other unconsciously."

He pointed to his eyes:

"When people are nervous, they can't help but look at people they know well, especially those who know their secrets."

As he spoke, Bei Quan stretched out his hand and patted Wei Fuyuan's waist, "Just like I often look at you too."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Wei Fuyuan's face turned red "shua".

The scene of meeting Beiquan's eyes flashed across his mind involuntarily, and he realized that it was so frequent.

Tacit understanding, coincidence, watching from a distance, and those fables who are so close to each other that they almost smell each other...

—Fuck!

Wei Fuyuan turned his face away, and secretly pinched himself.

——Don't think about it, okay!

——He's just my boss!Just the boss!

While speaking, Beiquan checked two more rooms, and this corridor also came to an end.

At the end of the corridor are two "L"-shaped staircases, one goes up to the third floor, and the other goes down, not to the first floor, but to a deeper basement.

Beiquan quickly went through the floor plan in his mind.

"There's no way out of the basement."

He pointed to the third floor: "Let's go to the third floor. There should be stairs leading back to the second floor, leading to Chen Dafa's master bedroom."

Wei Fuyuan nodded.

"There must be a phone in the master bedroom."

"not only that."

Beiquan added with a smile:

"If it's convenient, I would also like to ask Chen Dafa, where did he hide the 'Prisoner God'?"

Wei Fuyuan: "??"

Isn't Chen Dafa lying on a hospital bed, about to be called by the Lord?

He really didn't think Beiquan could ask anything out of the mouth of a dying man who was unconscious.

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At the same time, Daniel, Haruhiko Yamamoto and Mary who chose to run back ran wildly and ran forward along the way they came from.

This time they did not choose to climb the window back to the patio, but went all the way forward, rushed into a room at the end of the corridor, and closed the door with a "touch".

Akihiko Yamamoto propped the door with both hands, bent over to take a few breaths, and then quickly looked around the environment.

After all, he had lived in the mansion for a while before, and even though he had been away for many years, he could still recognize [-] to [-]% of the place.

Akihiko Yamamoto quickly remembered that this used to be the room where the servants lived.

He saw the phone on the corner cabinet at a glance, rushed over quickly, and picked up the receiver.

There is no sound.

Akihiko Yamamoto thought it was because the phone was not plugged in, so he quickly lowered his head to check.

But the telephone line is plugged in properly, but there is no sound.

"Oops!"

His face suddenly changed:

"Those guys must have cut the phone cord!"

Akihiko Yamamoto's suspicions are too reasonable.

Since the gangsters can think of using a mobile phone signal blocking device to prevent them from calling the police, they will naturally think of cutting off the landline line.

"ku so!"

Akihiko Yamamoto dropped the receiver forcefully and cursed a bad word in Japanese.

"and many more!"

He raised his hand and pressed his temple, trying to recall the memories of living here, "I remember going out from the left to the backyard, right?"

Akihiko Yamamoto pointed to the south wall and said to the other two:

"We need to get out of here and call the police..."

"Yes, yes! Exactly!"

Daniel nodded vigorously.

"Well, I... I'll take a look outside!"

He turned back to Akihiko Yamamoto and Mary and said:

"I came here by car, and the car was parked in the yard... Yes, I can drive out and ask for help!"

Akihiko Yamamoto's face was still as pale as paper.

"But we don't know how many of those people there are, and they have guns in their hands!"

"But we can't wait to die here!"

Daniel slapped his chest vigorously, and acted righteously:

"Otherwise, when those people find us, everything will be over!"

Akihiko Yamamoto thought for a while and could only nod.

"Be careful yourself, don't be brave."

He looked at the trembling maid Mary who shrank aside:

"Miss Mary and I will find a place to hide until the police come."

"Okay, that's it."

Daniel took advantage of Akihiko Yamamoto's inattention and exchanged eye contact with Mary.

Mary put away the weakness and helplessness she pretended on purpose, and nodded slightly.

Then Daniel opened the door, put on the appearance of a heroic American tragic hero, and rushed into the corridor.

Akihiko Yamamoto closed the door, looked around, and soon saw the low cabinet in the corner.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing Akihiko Yamamoto bending over to move the cabinet, Mary cried out immediately.

"Use it to hold the door, so that it can be blocked for a while at least!"

Akihiko Yamamoto replied without looking back.

The cabinet was much heavier than he had imagined, and Akihiko Yamamoto was the shortest and thinnest of them all, so he couldn't move it, so he could only grit his teeth and drag it forward.

As an accomplice, Mary certainly didn't want him to block the door.

After all, Daniel had promised to marry her when he got his inheritance.

The huge sum of 40 billion U.S. dollars is enough for her to jump from a maid in a poor family in a small town to a wealthy lady in the upper class that everyone envies. She must not let any of the three heirs go.

So Mary picked up a glass ashtray on the sundry shelf, and quietly came behind Akihiko Yamamoto.

Akihiko Yamamoto was still dragging the heavy low cabinet vigorously, and didn't even notice that there was an extra person behind him.

--sorry!

Mary held up the ashtray high and said in her heart:

—But please go to hell!