Chapter 53 Negotiations

Even though she had a bad feeling in her heart, Keigo Atobe's mind was always unfathomable. No matter how he tried to probe her, he just brushed it off and changed the subject. She stayed by his side that night and slept very restlessly. The next morning, she had to use foundation to cover up the tiredness under her eyes. Not long after she arrived at the headquarters office, Takuma Akiyama had already retrieved the envelope that was deposited in the bank.

In addition to the private account books of several companies controlled by Yuichi Atobe when he was in office, there were also some private transaction records.

There were dozens of transaction records, with huge amounts of money, frequent inflows and outflows of liquid funds, and the objects of the transactions were concentrated in several unfamiliar companies that were not common. Although there were corresponding business transactions as a name, there was no official disclosure in the normal transaction report of the consortium. At this time, the police investigation into the private accounts of the Ryuzaki Group had also made corresponding progress. Feng Changtaro handed the list of companies he had copied to her, and Yuki's guess in her heart became clearer.

However, everything was just speculation, far from being able to be used as evidence in court to overturn everything.

The court's verdict relies on indestructible evidence and testimony, not pure speculation.

Takuma Akiyama used the intelligence network of the Atobe Zaibatsu to investigate the background and account transactions of these companies, and it took two full days to get the results.

"Although they are all small companies that are not well-known, there is black money injected behind them. It is very likely that they are fake companies set up by the underworld to launder money. Further investigation found that the people in these companies have close contacts with a person named Hamasaki Minami."

"Hamazaki Minami?" Yuki felt that the name was very familiar. She closed her eyes and flashed all the suspicious information in her mind. Suddenly, she remembered that she seemed to have seen him when attending the shareholders' meeting of Hasegawa Company. After careful investigation, it seemed that this man was also involved in the case of the competition between Meishin Medical University and Oshitsu Medical for the controlling rights of the Tokyo University Hospital.

She suddenly opened her eyes and almost called out a name.

"Madam?" Akiyama was struck by the sharpness in her eyes and paused slightly.

"If I remember correctly." Her eyes were cold, "This person should be the general manager of Hasegawa Logistics."

Akiyama Takuma was slightly stunned, and then showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

Vice President Atobe Yuichi had close contacts with Hasegawa Logistics during his lifetime, and his relationship with its young master Hasegawa Shu was even more unusual. He was once ordered to investigate the relevant details, but in the end, it was just scattered fragments and could not piece together a complete truth.

"Akiyama-kun, if the police get involved, is it feasible to investigate the mastermind behind these companies?"

"It involves the power of the underworld, even if the police get involved, it may be difficult." Akiyama pondered for a moment, "But..."

"But what?"

"If we can get the tacit consent of the Yamaguchi-gumi, things may go much more smoothly."

"Yamaguchi-gumi?" How could the Yamaguchi-gumi, which is famous in Kansai, get their tacit consent?

"Madam should remember that Master Jingwu went to Osaka once last year." Akiyama said slowly, "I met with their boss and should have reached some kind of agreement."

Youji couldn't help but gasp.

That should be the time when she had an unexpected miscarriage and he hurried back.

"At that time, the young master had accidents one after another, so it was inferred that the vice president might have his own power in the underworld." Akiyama explained to her, "The Atobe family will never foolishly touch the bottom line of the law. The young master will not give in on issues of principle. Madam, you can rest assured."

At that time, he had calculated this step.

If it weren't for the sudden illness, he would have won this game.

And I just need to follow the path he paved and it will be fine?

Youji took a deep breath, and there was a slight sweat in the palm of her hand.

"Find a way to find out the relationship between Hasegawa Logistics and these companies." She nodded, "In addition, you should have participated in that matter?"

"Madam, what are you talking about?"

"My nominal cousin, Hasegawa Shu's life experience." She lowered her head, her voice was not loud, but cold.

Akiyama was stunned for a moment: "Although there are speculations, there is no definite evidence."

This answer was not unexpected, so Youji just nodded and motioned him to go out.

It was noon, the sun shone brightly through the window, casting bright and dazzling beams on the smooth floor, and the dust danced in the air.

Youji stared at the information in her hand for a long time, and finally, as if to vent her anger, she threw it hard on the table in front of her, and the papers scattered all over the floor like snowflakes.

It is so.

She said softly in her heart.

No one knows more about Yuichi Atobe's account transactions than him, and the prosecutors who can grasp the top-secret evidence and then leak it.

As a vested interest, he betrayed his dead ally, hid behind the scenes, and used Yuichi Atobe's crimes to attack the soft spot of the Atobe Zaibatsu. It was really cruel!

However, she didn't have enough evidence to correct him!

It was the season of March, and the footsteps of the goddess of spring had crossed most of the island country. Cherry blossoms bloomed from Okinawa in the south all the way to Hokkaido, and also decorated the streets of Tokyo with colorful colors.

Hasegawa Kenshin has seldom gone out recently. He walked into the door of the teahouse he used to frequent. The waiter led him to the reserved private room. He pushed open the quaint Japanese sliding door. An elegant woman in black had been waiting inside for a long time.

Seeing him come in, she slightly turned sideways and bowed, with a calm and respectful look.

So the old man just smiled and said, "Long time no see, Youji."

The waiter served the snacks and left. The teahouse, which was not very large, became quiet for a while. A pot of Longjing tea on the table exuded a faint tea fragrance.

Hasegawa Kenshin looked at the woman in front of him, and suddenly pursed his lips lightly, his tone seemingly casual: "You seem to have lost some weight, Youji?"

Youji thought about it and it seemed that they had not met for a long time.

The woman only raised the corner of her lip slightly: "How is uncle?"

"Still the same." Hasegawa Kenshin said lightly, glanced at her, but changed the subject, "But Yuki, I heard that things didn't go well for you."

"Something happened, I'm sure uncle has heard about it." Yuki didn't change his expression, "I asked uncle to come here today, I want to ask uncle for help."

"Is there anything I can do?" Hasegawa Kenshin didn't comment, but quickly got to the point.

"Uncle." Yuki sat in front of him and called him softly, the skylight came in through the window, the sharp breath in his eyes was looming, "I'm sure uncle has already checked the previous incident."

The old man raised his hand to pour tea and paused slightly, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and then he regained his composure.

"So what?" He asked back, with a calm demeanor, put down the teapot, picked up the teacup and tasted it carefully.

"Does your uncle intend to let it go forever?"

Hasegawa Kenshin was silent for a long while, then he put down the teacup in his hand and looked at her quietly: "This matter is not a glorious thing for both the Atobe family and the Hasegawa family. Do you think I should make it public?"

"Even if Hasegawa Company bears serious legal consequences, it doesn't matter?"

Yuki was not surprised by his answer, but just raised her eyebrows and asked back.

The old man opposite seemed to be visibly stunned and did not answer.

"When he was alive, Yuichi Atobe used the accounts of AT Securities and AX Logistics to conduct illegal money laundering transactions. Uncle knows who the beneficiaries are." Yuki looked straight into his eyes and continued, "If the Atobe Group does not want to pay for this with the future of the entire group, it must find the real vested interests behind the scenes. If that happens, Hasegawa Company will also bear the corresponding responsibility."

The other party was indeed silent for a long time before he slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

"Although you said that, Yuki." He said, "If you have solid evidence in your hands, you won't come to me, right?"

The old man's eyes were as deep as the sea, with an unpredictable expression.

"It's indeed a bit troublesome, but it's not impossible."

Yuki was silent for a while, met his gaze, and raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Hasegawa Kenshin looked at her and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Admitting this fact is indeed a dishonorable thing for the family, but compared to this, does uncle intend to use everything in the family to pay for that person?" Her voice was gentle, but her words gradually became sharper. "It doesn't matter if you didn't inherit the blood of the Hasegawa family, or if you survived until now under the protection of the Hasegawa family, but you have betrayed your uncle's love and trust, and used everything in the Hasegawa family as a stepping stone to satisfy your own ambitions and greed. Can uncle tolerate such a fact?"

"Enough!"

The old man suddenly interrupted her, and an inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, and then there was silence.

Youji stopped talking, just sat opposite and looked at him indifferently.

The light in the room was dim, and the light and shadows intertwined vaguely, outlining each other's silhouettes, in silence.

"But." The old man finally spoke, "Even so, I don't have to make this public. I can just handle it in secret. Youji, you are trying to clear the name of the Atobe Group, but for me, there is really no need to ruin my reputation to help others."

He just smiled faintly, with deep meaning.

Youji was slightly stunned.

"Remember what I said?" The old man sighed, "Hasegawa Company also has your mother's hard work, you have to remember."

"Uncle?"

"In what capacity do you make such a request to me?" The other party asked back, "The young lady of the Atobe Group, or the cousin of the Hasegawa family?"

"Uncle?"

"I'm old, Youji." He said, "I have to consider the future of Hasegawa Company. If Shu leaves, Yumi, you know that you are not that kind of material. And you, Youji, no matter what you are, you have the blood of the Hasegawa family flowing in your body."

The woman's eyes flashed with a few traces of surprise, but she didn't speak.

"I can agree to your request, but this is not to help the Atobe family, but to select a new successor." The old man looked at him steadily, "Everything that the Hasegawa family has worked hard for generations must not fall into the hands of outsiders, do you understand?"

Youji looked at him blankly, and it took a long time before he realized the deep meaning, and there was finally an expression of disbelief in his calm eyes.

"Uncle, I didn't..."

She finally came to her senses and wanted to explain, but was interrupted by him: "I don't force you, Youji. But this is my condition. If you have considered it, give me an answer."

The old man stood up and put on his coat.

"Wait a minute, uncle, you don't mean..."

She finally began to panic. Even though she vaguely understood what he meant, she still wanted to confirm it carefully.

Hasegawa Kenshin was already sitting on the entrance and putting on his shoes. He just nodded slightly: "It's just what you think. If the things are ready, send them to me for a look. At that time, I will give you the certificate of paternity test."

The woman lowered her head, her fingertips firmly clasped into the soft tatami.

"Youji, to gain something, you must give up something." The old man glanced at her, "Besides, such a sacrifice may not be a bad thing for you. Atobe Keigo's condition should be very serious, right?"

"But that doesn't mean I should leave him!"

The woman finally felt frustrated. The old man had experienced many hardships and seen through the ways of the world. In this game, even if he had made every effort, he was still at a disadvantage.

Hasegawa Kenshin didn't say anything else, but opened the door and walked out.

For a moment, she sat down on the floor dejectedly, and the coolness swept up from her limbs.

It was dusk when she came out. The setting sun dyed the streets of Ginza red like blood. The cherry blossoms on the roadside were in full bloom. The evening breeze blew, and colorful petals fell on the delicate black lapels, pink, and sometimes blood-colored.

She stood on the street wrapped tightly in her windbreaker, with cars and people rushing around like dragons, and there was no end in sight.

She used large sunglasses to cover most of her face. Through the brown lenses, she looked at the busy streets of Ginza. It was like a yellowed old film. The hustle and bustle of the world seemed like a dream.

The driver had already driven the car to the side of the road. She came to her senses and got into the car with her head down.

"Madam, are you going to the hospital?"

"No, let's go back to the company first."

She buried her head in the open collar of her windbreaker, clasped her slender fingers and pressed them against her temples. She felt exhausted suddenly.

Don't force me to take back everything I lost in the past and now, pivot.

She remembered Christmas Eve that year, standing on the rooftop of the high-rise building of the office, looking down at the silver streets of Ginza, full of resentment and misery, hatred and hatred, almost unable to control herself.

That was everything she wanted, the revenge she wanted, and now it seemed to be in front of her, but why did she still feel inexplicably fearful and unwilling?

The colorful clouds in the sky faded away little by little, and the dark blue sky gradually became darker. She looked up at the street lights and neon lights on the roadside, which quickly retreated backwards, as if the images in the movie were lingering.

When she returned to the headquarters office, Akiyama Takuma had been waiting there for a long time, standing there with a stack of folders, his expression as serious and calm as always.

"The police have detained and investigated Hamasaki Minami, and the Metropolitan Police Department has also agreed to appear in court to provide relevant evidence. As for the other account investigations..."

"Leave it there, I will take a look myself."

Akiyama was still reporting the progress of the investigation, but she waved her hand to indicate that there was no need to continue.

The smart and capable assistant was a little surprised. He looked at her face and saw that she was slightly closed with her eyes, and she was actually a little tired.

"Madam?" He put the folder in his hand on the table, but did not leave as usual.

"Anything else?"

Youji raised his eyelids and looked at the silent man in front of him.

"Today, Master Jinggo told me and Lawyer Takagi some things." The latter seemed to hesitate for a moment: "It's about some responses in case the operation fails..."

The woman was stunned, and slowly said: "You mean... a will?"

"Just in case." Akiyama did not comment, looked at her expression, hesitated, and said, "I have also made some arrangements about the madam."

Then he handed over an envelope.

You Ji took it and slowly opened it, taking out the letter inside. When

his eyes fell on the first few words, an expression of disbelief flashed across his eyes almost instantly.

Akiyama Takuma carefully looked at her expression, but her face was as indifferent as ever, and seemed a little stiff under the dim skylight. Only her slightly trembling fingertips revealed the shock in her heart.

"Madam..."

"You know everything?"

"...

"You didn't say anything, right?"

"..."

"Why didn't he tell me in person? !"

Akiyama Takuma was silent, not knowing how to start. Looking at the woman in black in front of him, there was an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

"Enough." She was finally frustrated and resisted the urge to throw the paper in her hand at his face, "You go out, I want to be alone for a while. "

When the other party left silently, she finally couldn't help but throw the documents in her hand onto the table. The papers flew up like snowflakes and then fell to the ground.

The dim skylight cast a few words on them, and the title could be vaguely seen -

divorce.