In Dolph's room, there was only an old butler this time.

Normally when Dafu, Hasegawa and Guo Jing are around, the butler will not be present, but at this time they already know that it is time for a showdown with the butler.

As if he didn't know anything, the housekeeper still stood there with a serious face, but opposite him was the doctor who was getting better and better day by day.

Hasegawa was sitting on the left. Although Guo Jing was sitting on the right side of the doctor, he was sitting slightly forward. He was a little nervous, fearing that the butler would become angry and hurt the doctor.

"Butler, do you know why I came to you today?" Dolf said slowly.

The housekeeper shook his head but did not speak. There was only some uneasiness in his expression. He seemed to have seen something from everyone's expressions.

"How long have you been following me?" Dolph asked again.

After pondering for a moment, the housekeeper finally spoke, "Twelve years and three months."

"Yes, it's been twelve years and three months." Daofu looked deeply touched, "Thankfully you can still remember it so clearly, but why did you betray me?"

After being stunned for a moment, the butler said in a deep voice: "Mr. Mitsubishi, I don't understand what you mean."

"Are you still stubborn at this point?" Daofu smiled bitterly, reached out and took out a stack of records from the coffee table in front of him, and threw it to the housekeeper, "This is your hospital record. You are in good health and there is nothing wrong with you."

As a diabetic, why did you lie in the first place?"

Without even looking at the record, the butler's expression remained unchanged, "I don't understand what the relationship between my diabetes and my betrayal of Mr. Mitsubishi is. I told a little lie, but it doesn't mean that I am disloyal to Mr. Mitsubishi."

The three people present were all stunned. They really didn't expect the butler to say such a thing.

"Then why did you lie in the first place?" Guo Jing couldn't help but ask.

"Japan is a place where there is freedom of speech," the housekeeper said without even looking at Guo Jing. "I have the right to speak. I can say whatever I want as long as it does not harm the interests of others."

"You..." Guo Jing really didn't expect that the housekeeper would be so cunning, so he wanted to tell him about the Gu tea grass.

Hasegawa waved his hand to stop Guo Jing, "How should we explain the Gu tea grass?"

"Mr. Mitsubishi was not feeling well a year ago," the butler's face remained as before, as if all this was expected, "I heard that Gu tea grass can cure all diseases, so I kindly traveled thousands of miles to seek help from friends in the East.

I sent some over, and Mr. Mitsubishi did feel much better after drinking it. As for the aconite poison, I only heard it from the miracle doctor the doctor brought back. I still don’t know whether it exists or not.”

Guo Jing was a little angry. His statement was obviously denying everything and refusing to admit guilt.

Hasegawa smiled and said, "Can I ask the name of your oriental friend?"

"Can you tell me?" The butler's face seemed to change slightly, and he replied coldly.

"I think it's probably some kind of flying cloud!" Hasegawa said calmly.

The butler's expression changed and returned to normal in an instant, "I don't know what Dr. Hasegawa means. I have never seen who Yun Feiyang is."

Hasegawa said calmly: "It seems that lying has become your habit."

The butler's face was a little pale, but he remained silent.

"We have investigated your call records and found that 80% of them were made to a Chinese man named Yun Feiyang. Doesn't this mean you don't know him? Mr. Mitsubishi also said that you tried your best to introduce a man named Yun Feiyang.

Treating Mr. Mitsubishi, did the housekeeper forget so quickly?"

Only then did Guo Jing realize that Hasegawa had done a lot in the past few days. Apparently he had also investigated the details of the man named Yun Feiyang, otherwise he would not have had a showdown with the housekeeper at this time.

"Oh, I remembered. There is indeed a person named Yun Feiyang among the people I know. However, we only have casual contacts and we only met him because of the Gu tea plant." The housekeeper regained his composure.

"You are finally willing to admit it now," Hasegawa said coldly, "but you don't know who this Yun Feiyang is?"

"I don't know," the housekeeper replied simply: "My dealings with him are limited to buying and selling Gu tea grass, I don't know anything else."

Daofu had been listening quietly, and couldn't help but sigh when he heard this: "Butler, are you still stubborn? If you tell the story and testify against him, I guarantee that you will still be the butler here. But if you still refuse to repent, I'm afraid I will have to hand you over to the Osaka Police Station. If you are found guilty of intentional murder, you will spend your whole life in prison."

Cold sweat broke out on the butler's forehead, and there was silence in the room.

After waiting for a long time, Doc asked again: "Butler, have you thought clearly? As long as you come forward to testify against the people behind the scenes, I, Doc, will guarantee that you will be fine with my personality."

The housekeeper opened his mouth and slowly spit out a few words, "I have something to say."

Michio's face turned gloomy, "In this case, I can only ask you to go to the Osaka Police Station."

After the housekeeper was taken away by the police, the three of them looked at each other for a long time.

Suddenly sighing, Daphne said regretfully: "After all, he has been my housekeeper for many years. I really can't bear to send him to the police station."

"But Mr. Mitsubishi," Guo Jing consoled him: "You have treated him with all your kindness and righteousness. I don't think there is any need to regret it. Evil will be rewarded with evil, and this principle remains unchanged throughout the ages."

Hasegawa's eyes showed a thoughtful look, "I feel something is wrong."

"What's wrong?" Guo Jing asked.

"The terms Mr. Mitsubishi gave him are already very generous," Hasegawa said puzzledly: "All he needs to do is point out the person behind the scenes and then testify. Mr. Mitsubishi will not pursue his fault, but if he goes to the police station , I’m afraid he will be ruined. I really don’t understand why he would choose this way.”

"Perhaps," Daphne said lightly, "Everyone has his own reasons for having to do it."

Hasegawa nodded and said with a wry smile: "In this case, I think the answer to this mystery can only be revealed by Section Chief Suzuki."

In the early morning, before Guo Jing got up, he felt something fall on his face. He was startled and reached out to touch it, only to find a few newspapers. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. It was obvious that it was Tang Changhe who was up to something again.

"What's the matter? Grandpa Tang." Guo Jing was lazy and didn't want to open his eyes.

"You didn't even open your eyes, how did you know it was me?" Tang Changhe asked in confusion.

Guo Jing gave a bitter smile, "Because besides you, who else here is so familiar with me."

Tang Changhe laughed and said: "It seems that this is an amazing achievement for our idiot Guo Jing to say this! Well, it seems that you are not completely fascinated by that girl Sayuri yet!"

Jumping up from the bed with a leap, Guo Jing, with his upper body naked, glanced around, "Please, Grandpa Tang, don't mention Sayuri's name again. Isn't it enough that I face her every day? Can't you let me stop for a while?" Do you know any news about her?"

In the past few days, Sayuri seemed to have become a nymphomaniac, pestering Guo Jing all day long, which was really too much for him. After all, he couldn't and couldn't fall out with her. He just hoped that Dafu would leave Japan as soon as possible after he recovered.

The good news is that after his observation and judgment, Daphne's poison was cured yesterday, so he left only in the past two days.

Tang Changhe spread his hands and said with a smile: "I think you are in the midst of blessings and don't know how to be blessed. Why don't you see this young lady pestering me?"

Guo Jing was very depressed, "If you really have the ability to make Sayuri divert your attention, I will be obedient to you for the rest of my life."

Tang Changhe couldn't help but laugh loudly, "It seems that the saying that it is hardest to accept the kindness of a beautiful woman is absolutely true."

Suddenly remembering something, Guo Jing said strangely: "What time is it now?"

"I don't know what time it is." Tang Changhe said slowly: "I only know that it's almost time for lunch. I really can't rely on you, so I have to get up."

Guo Jing gave a bitter smile. It's not that he didn't want to get up, but if he was asked to choose between sleeping and seeing Sayuri, he would rather choose to sleep.

"Why didn't Sayuri come to call me?" Guo Jing was a little surprised. At this time in the past, Sayuri would always rush in shouting, but Guo Jing's method was to pretend not to wake up. It seems that Sayuri was okay.

I care about him very much and don't disturb him when he is sleeping.

"Do you miss her?" Tang Changhe reminded: "Don't forget the tiger at home!"

Guo Jing smiled bitterly and said: "How can it be impossible!"

He didn't want to discuss this issue any further. He suddenly remembered those newspapers and took a look at them, "Astoria Times, what are you doing with them? Are you also interested in making a big splash in the Astoria financial industry?"

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"It would be good if I could make money by showing off my skills," Tang Changhe joked, "It's just a pity that I don't have the help of noble people like you. You are now famous in Osaka."

"Didn't you eat dumplings this morning?" Guo Jing stretched himself without even looking at the newspaper.

"How?" Tang Changhe asked puzzledly.

"Otherwise, why is there such a strong vinegar smell?" Guo Jing said with a mischievous smile.

"Am I jealous? Humph, haha," Tang Changhe looked disdainful and suddenly smiled, "Don't say it, I'm really a bit jealous."

Guo Jing was startled, "It seems that the news that makes you jealous is not simple."

"Not only is it not simple, look at it." Tang Changhe reached out and grabbed the newspaper, pointed to the front page headline and read: "The Oriental Miracle Doctor is famous in Daofu Street, and the Holy Hands of Rejuvenation skillfully cure Aconitum Gu. Tsk tsk, Holy Hands of Miracle Doctors, it looks like it to me

I’m going to buy a bottle of vinegar too.”

Guo Jing was startled, "I can't believe that your English skills are so profound. Grandpa Tang, you still have some skills. Based on this, I can't compare to you."

"Nonsense, if I don't have two strokes, how dare I wear pants with two legs? If I don't have two strokes, can I join hands with you to break into Little Japan? Without two strokes,"

"Come on, what about the other news?" Guo Jing had to interrupt Tang Changhe's impromptu lyricism. He didn't know when he discovered that Grandpa Tang and Sister Qin Yu were quite capable of nagging.

"This one is quite mysterious. Listen to it, there is a golden finger worth 200 million US dollars. It refers to you. Look, there is also a magical hand of a famous doctor with magic needles. The golden finger can change the world. It's incredible, it's incredible.

Got it." Tang Changhe shook his head, as if he had won five million.

Guo Jing suddenly became confused, "How come the Japanese news writing is similar to the Chinese Spring Festival couplets? Grandpa Tang, are you not making this up?"

Tang Changhe smiled awkwardly, "That's pretty much what they wrote. Of course, I also polished it a little, but I guarantee on my own reputation that what I said is absolutely correct."

Guo Jing smiled and said, "I heard this kind of oath from you later. It's just that I changed from a magic stick to a magic needle. Don't tell me, I'm still a little uncomfortable with it!"

"This news must be suitable for you," Tang Changhe's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a treasure, "South American witchcraft has come to an end, how far can the Eastern magic stick go?"

Guo Jing frowned, "What does this mean?"

With a smile at the corner of his mouth, Tang Changhe closed the newspaper, "What they meant was to juxtapose you with the witchcraft of South America. It turns out that if a tree is as beautiful as a tree, the wind will destroy it. That's true!"

"It doesn't matter if it's indestructible." After arranging his clothes, Guo Jing jumped out of bed, "Grandpa Tang, Mr. Mitsubishi's illness is almost healed. I want to tell him today that we will buy a plane ticket to go back in the next two days.

Yes, I really miss being away from Qin Yu and the others for so long."

For some reason, Guo Jing was suddenly afraid. He felt that how could he possibly be able to deal with gangsters on his own? That should be the job of the Osaka police. As long as he carried forward the research experience of senior Qin Nanchun, he would be worthy of him.
To be continued...