St. Luke International Hospital.

A large group of experts in white coats gathered in the conference room, frowned and looked at the inspection results displayed on the slides ahead, and discussed fiercely.

In the lounge outside the conference room, a white-haired old man was sitting on the sofa, holding a crutch in his hand, with a heavy face and fierce eyes.

Behind the white-haired old man stood a silver-haired old man in a suit and a bow tie. He turned his head and looked at the conference room behind him, his brows slightly frowned, his eyes slightly worried.

Both of them remained motionless in such a posture, as if two statues that could not move.

The door of the conference room opened, and a group of expert doctors in white coats walked out of the room. Looking at the old man sitting on the sofa, he subconsciously took a few lighter steps, stopped talking, and left quietly.

Finally, an old man in his fifties was walking out, and walked to the opposite side of the white-haired old man sitting on the sofa and sat down. He placed a thick stack of inspection reports in his hand on the coffee table in front of the white-haired old man.

The old man with white hair, who had always been like a statue, finally straightened his waist from the sofa and gently pested the crutch in his hand: "How is my son's injury? Will there be any treatment?"

The old man in white coat looked helpless: "Mr. Kikukawa, we conducted a comprehensive examination for Mr. Kikukawa and found a high concentration of anesthetic in his body. He also kept sleeping because his body was anesthetized. But what is really serious is that his brain was seriously traumatized. His bed would cause him to be unable to think like ordinary people, and he would even lose all his memories..."

The anger in the eyes of the white-haired old man increased a little more: "You mean my son is an idiot now?"

The old man in white coat hesitated for a moment, then smiled bitterly, "This is the most common understanding."

The white-haired old man stared at the old man in white coat with lightning eyes: "Is there any other way to save him?"

The old man in white coat shook his head in embarrassment: "The human brain is the most mysterious and fragile place. Mr. Xiao Kukikawa suffered a huge impact on his brain and we are powerless, but humans have the ability to repair themselves. Perhaps one day, his brain and self-repair may be gradually recovering..."

The white-haired old man gritted his teeth, his face became extremely cold, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"You should do your best to treat it!"

"Okay, Mr. Kikukawa, we will do our best!"

The white-haired old man stood up, stood up with a crutch in one hand, walked out of the lounge, walked through the corridor, and entered a spacious ward.

On the bed in the center of the ward, there was a coma Kikugawa Nobu lying. The white-haired old man walked to the bed and looked at Kikugawa Nobu 's face, with a bit of sadness in his eyes.

The silver-haired old man following the white-haired old man took two steps forward and whispered: "Mr. Xiaoxin was killed by someone. The person who injured him should be a practitioner."

The white-haired old man was silent for a while and spit out a word of murderous intent from his throat.

"check!"

The old silver-haired man responded respectfully: "Yes!"

...

As night falls, a large villa in Tokyo Bay is brightly lit.

There were many people in the villa, including servants in servant costumes, housekeepers in suits and bow tie, and subordinates in suits and T-shirts. Everyone was careful, just because of the old white-haired man with a gloomy face sitting on the sofa.

Juchuan River.

Kikugawa Nobu's father.

The president of Dongxin Trading Company and the Lord of Shadow.

The old man with silver hair in a suit and bow tie, Miyazaki Hideaka, the butler of Kikugawa Esuke, drank a few men in black and talked for a few words, took the documents handed over from their hands, and then walked to Kikugawa Esuke, bowed his body slightly, and placed the documents in front of Kikugawa Esuke.

“There’s a result.”

Juchuan Jiangsu straightened up slightly, and his originally bent waist suddenly straightened. He did not go to get the stack of information in front of him, but said neatly: "Tell me!"

Miyazaki Hideaka whispered: "According to the people around Mr. Koshino, Mr. Koshino has been following a woman these days, the woman who hurt his face at the beginning, and the silver medal killer "Tianzhu" in the previous shadow."

A fierce and fierce look flashed in Kikugawa Jiangsu's eyes: "When the woman ruined his face and ran away, I didn't investigate and chase him, because I think this was all his own question, and it was also a lesson for him to solve this matter by himself... Was that woman code-named Tianzhu done it?"

Miyazaki Hideaka shook her head and said, "We investigated all the surveillance around the pedestrian street where Mr. Koshino had an accident and found traces of the woman code-named Tianzhu, but from beginning to end, she never took action, it was not her who did it."

"This woman's identity is not simple. She is the boss of a company in China Overseas. The market value of this company is at least 10 billion yuan. She came to Japan this time with a man. The man was named Qin Yang, and she is a sect of cultivators in China called Yinmen."

"According to our investigation and surveillance, Qin Yang left the hotel first and took a car. After about half an hour, Situ Xiang left the hotel alone, went to the pedestrian street for a while, then ate a bowl of ramen, and then went back to the hotel. When Mr. Xiaoxin had an accident, he should have been following her."

Juchuan Jiangsu's eyes fell on the file on the desktop: "When did Qin Yang return to the hotel?"

"At 9:35 pm, Situ Xiang is the hotel at 7:25 pm... Sir, do you doubt this Qin Yang?"

Juchuan Jiangsu said in a deep voice: "No matter whether it is Qin Yang or not, since this woman is involved, she cannot let her go and catch her and the man for interrogation to see if they have taken action!"

Miyazaki Hideaka hesitated and said, "According to our investigation of Qin Yang, this Qin Yang is not simple. Sir, you should check his information..."

Kikugawa Esuki frowned. He didn't expect that after he issued the order, Miyazaki Hideaka did not agree directly, but instead advised him to read the information. It seemed that this matter was a little more complicated than he thought.

Kikugawa Jiangsu picked up the information and looked at it for a while, his brows frowned immediately.

"He is the disciple of the man who was known as the Demon Eye in Japan more than ten years ago?"

Miyazaki Hideaka nodded: "Yes, it was theirs that killed Ito Koshiro from Erdao before, and the identity of that woman was also exposed. Erdao Tang chased them, but was kicked at the mountain gate by Demon Eye. The man who betrayed Situ Xiang was also forced to hypnotize and committed suicide by Demon Eye and died in front of the Lord of the Second Eye..."

"In addition, something happened today. Chisaka, the representative of Aokiru's younger generation, challenged Qin Yang and bet on the famous sword, the Great Prajna Changguang collected by the Liu family. Qin Yang had already agreed."
Chapter completed!