I was in Conan, and after picking up Xiao Ai, I was chased by Hongzi.

Kujo Reiko pressed the floor button in the elevator and looked at Otoi Hiroshi:

"What time is it now?"

"Now?" Hiroshi Otoi looked at the time on his phone, "Eighteen thirty-nine, what's wrong?"

"It's not the appointed time yet, but since I'm already here, I can only interrupt in advance."

"Please wait!"

The moment the elevator door was about to close, a figure rushed in from the crack in the door.

"Thank you, I really appreciate it."

The man raised his head panting and looked at the two of them with an unexpected look, "It turns out to be Prosecutor Kujo. Are you looking for my husband?"

Kujo Reiko tilted her head, "Yes, madam, did you just come back?"

"Actually, it was my husband who sent me a strange text message that made me run back in a hurry." Mrs. Takeuchi said and handed over the phone.

The moment she saw the text message, Reiko Kujo's pupils shrank sharply, and Hiroshi Otoi quickly approached her.

[——I am very grateful to you for taking care of me over the years. Please forget about me and live a happy life. 】

"It does look like a very strange text message..."

Otoi Hiroshi's face suddenly darkened. Could it be that these words were like explaining the funeral...

"Mrs. Takeuchi, do you have the key to your home?" Hiroshi Otoi said quickly, "Take it out quickly. I'm worried that Mr. Takeuchi will do something stupid."

After saying that, the elevator door slowly opened, and Mrs. Takeuchi led the two of them into the house.

"Honey, where are you?" she shouted from the entrance.

Hiroshi Otoi and Reiko Kujo stood at the entrance waiting, while Mrs. Takeuchi changed her shoes and searched in the room.

Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Takeuchi exclaimed from the room on the left, "Honey! What are you doing in that place?! Come down quickly!"

Hearing the sound, Otoi Hiroshi rushed over without even bothering to change his shoes.

At this moment, Mrs. Takeuchi poked her head out of the room and almost bumped into him.

"What's wrong?!" Hiroshi Otoi asked loudly.

"Quick, Prosecutor Kujo, stop my husband!" She walked around Otoi Hiroshi and called for help from Kujo Reiko.

Otoi Hiroshi frowned, always feeling a little strange, and a strong sense of violation lingered in his heart.

When Reiko Kujo came over, the two rushed into the room.

However, Takeuchi was not seen in the empty room.

At this time, Mrs. Takeuchi’s reminder came from behind: “My husband is on the balcony!”

As soon as Reiko Kujo and Hiroshi Otoi ran to the sliding door separated from the balcony, they noticed Mr. Takeuchi standing on the balcony in a slightly strange posture.

"Mr. Takeuchi, what are you going to do?!" Kujo Reiko shouted, knocking on the glass.

At that moment, Otoi Hiroshi's feeling of uneasiness became stronger, and he noticed that Takeuchi's body suddenly moved.

"Step aside!"

Otoi Hiroshi pulled Kujo Reiko aside and slammed into the locked glass door.

The moment the crisp and bright shattering sound sounded, Takeuchi suddenly fell down.

"do not want!"

Kujo Reiko was thrown to the ground by Otoi Hiroshi. She could only watch helplessly as Takeuchi fell downstairs, followed by Otoi Hiroshi who rushed out from the glass shards and fell down.

"Otoi-kun!"

She was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she rushed to the balcony in a hurry. Her delicate white arm was cut by the corner of the broken glass door.

Things happened unexpectedly like this. As the story says, we never know what will happen in the next second of our lives.

It was still raining heavily outside, and no one could be seen from above.

She didn't know when her forehead was scratched, and a line of bright red blood flowed down her cheek. There was a moment of confusion and loss in her eyes.

After meeting again after so many years, we were separated from each other in the blink of an eye.

"Otoi-kun!"

She let out a feeble cry, her voice echoing in the torrential rain.

……

"exist!"

The familiar voice so close to her made Reiko Kujo's heart beat violently in grief.

She straightened up and looked down the outer wall. A thick hand was tightly grasping the protruding stone outside the balcony.

And his other hand was holding Takeuchi tightly.

"How, how about it? You, just hold on and I'll rescue you right away!"

"It's okay for the time being, but Takeuchi's condition is a bit strange. Find a way to pull me up quickly. The rain is too slippery. I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long!" Hiroshi Otoi raised his head and gritted his teeth.

"What happened...Husband! Husband!" Mrs. Takeuchi ran to Kujo Reiko's side.

"Don't talk about this yet," Kujo Reiko turned her head and said anxiously: "I'm going to call someone to help. You quickly look for anything at home that can be used."

"it is good!"

Mrs. Takeuchi lowered her eyes and was about to leave.

"Wait!" Kujo Reiko stopped her, "You are more familiar with the nearby residents. Go and call them over. I will look for something."

"Yes, but..."

"Nothing but, hurry up!"

Mrs. Takeuchi hesitated for a long time before leaving the room, while Reiko Kujo quickly ran to the other rooms to search.

But she didn't notice that Mrs. Takeuchi left and returned.

Hearing the sound of someone coming to the balcony, Otoi Hiroshi raised his head in surprise, "Are you back so soon?"

"Yeah..." Mrs. Takeuchi leaned forward, "otherwise things will be messed up by you."

"Sure enough, the reason why Mr. Takeuchi is unconscious is because of you, right?" Hiroshi Otoi looked at her coldly, "Pretending him to commit suicide by jumping off a building, and then letting Reiko Kujo become a witness can both make Takeuchi, who threatens you, disappear. , and can put the blame on Kujo, so that she has no intention to pursue what happened five years ago. "

"I didn't expect you to figure out the cause and effect so quickly..." Mrs. Takeuchi held up a brick stained with blood, "But you know too much!"

"She wants to kill people and silence them!"

Otoi Hiroshi's pupils shrank, adrenaline surged, and he immediately swung his arm to throw Takeuchi's body to the top of the balcony.

Then he exerted force on the protruding areas with his fingertips, dodged the falling bricks, and then turned over and returned to the balcony.

"What are you going to do?!" Mrs. Takeuchi backed away in horror.

"If you were not an important witness, you would be a dead person now, you know?!" Otoi Hiroshi gritted his teeth and suppressed the ignited anger.

Mrs. Takeuchi became angry, "You, you are just a follower of that woman Reiko Kujo..."

"Even so, so what?" Otoi Hiroshi approached.

"You can't hurt me, I can give you money, give you a lot of money..." Mrs. Takeuchi backed away slowly.

"Money?" Hiroshi Otoi sneered, "Does the Otoi Consortium know about it?"

She nodded subconsciously.

Otoi Hiroshi pointed to himself, "It's from my house."

"Don't compare your assets with my pocket money, understand?!"

Mrs. Takeuchi's expression froze.

She opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but ultimately said nothing.

Only entrepreneurs like them have a clear idea of ​​how wealthy the Otoi Foundation is.

The company he inherited from his father is not even as good as a subsidiary under his name.

She no longer wanted to verify the authenticity, because Otoi Hiroshi's eyes seemed to be cannibalistic at the moment.

She backed away slowly until the wall blocked her escape.

"no, do not want……"

"hehe."

Otoi Hiroshi clenched his fist and punched her fair face hard.

"boom!"