Tokyo Detective

Chapter 377 You should thank me for killing your father
Sarah was stunned. She had just been immersed in the guilt of causing the death of her biological father, even though in that old man's eyes she was just a substitute for her cheap older sister, even though the old man had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a father at all, even though the old man had almost raped his daughter.

Regardless of the reasons, if she had to choose again as a daughter, she would still choose betrayal, but that doesn't stop her from feeling guilty. Now, hearing her name appear in the Morgans family is a surprise. Could it be that the old man's will includes her?
"and many more."

A loud shout interrupted Sarah's confusion. Henry Morgans pointed at his stepsister and said in a deep voice.

"This is a matter for the Morgans family. Miss Sarah, please leave now."

Eddie raised his hand to interrupt.

“Mr. Henry, please calm down. Sarah is indeed a member of the Morgans family.”

"she is not."

"she is not."

On this point, the two men who wished they could stab each other in the back were unusually on the same side. But the father's mistress, who looked a lot like his sister, was a whore without any status. How dare she take a share of the pie? Was she not afraid of not seeing the sun rise tomorrow?

Eddie wasn't angry; he simply took out a video and played it, which contained Oliver's confession, along with a paternity test result.

“Miss Sarah is their biological sister, and she is Oliver’s illegitimate daughter.”

"what?"

The entire Morgans family was stunned. They all thought she was a mistress, but today you're telling me she's a sister, aunt, cousin, or something like that.

The two Morgans men immediately began examining the documents, and although their expressions grew increasingly grim, they said nothing.

They conspired to kill their younger brother and sister for the sake of inheritance. The reason they killed them was because their father favored his younger brother and sister, believing that his younger brother was more outstanding and wishing he could pluck the moon from the sky for his precious daughter.

Henry Morgans, as the eldest son, enjoyed his father's favor for a time, but Peter Morgans, as the second child, did not enjoy his father's favor. Therefore, he was jealous and resentful, thinking that if his younger siblings had not been born, he might have been the most favored.

Henry Morgans, on the other hand, felt threatened by the inheritance, since he was the child who was diagnosed with supermale genes at the age of 8, and his father had long since given up on him.

Who knew that after their biological sister passed away, a younger sister would appear to fight for the inheritance? If they had known even a day earlier, none of this would have happened.

Seeing that there were no objections, Eddie continued to announce the inheritance.

"I am Oliver Morgans. The fact that you are reading my will today probably means I am dead. I wonder if I was killed by my two eldest sons."

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These words caused silence to fall over the room, and the rest of the Morgans family members looked at the person in question with strange expressions.

“Regardless of whether they killed him or not, as my children, they naturally have the right to inherit my estate. Henry receives 15% of my estate, Peter receives 15% of my estate, and my daughter, Salamorgens, also receives 15% of my estate. My grandson, Johnson, receives 5%, and my granddaughter…”

With the announcement of the will, the children all received 15%, the grandchildren received 5%, and even the nephews and nieces received 2%. It seemed like everyone was happy, but the two brothers, Henry and his brother, were very dissatisfied.

Old man, your inheritance was clearly mine, but now you've given it to someone else. How despicable, how utterly despicable!

If he could, Henry Morgans would have loved to kill everyone else, but the will had already been announced, and even if the other party died, the first heir would inherit, so it had nothing to do with him.

But he was still unhappy, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he got.
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The next morning, Sarah Smith—no, she should now be called Sarah Morgans—dazedly attended her father's funeral, feeling as if she were in a dream.

Not long ago, he was a "poor man" who couldn't even come up with $500 million, but now he is a billionaire with a net worth of $61 billion, and the entire Qiangming Pharmaceuticals is his own.

(America's estate tax rate is as high as 40%, with an estate tax exemption of $1290 million. Therefore, her $75 billion estate would theoretically require her to pay around $30 billion in taxes, plus a 20% state tax as she resides in New York. However, the very wealthy typically use trusts, charities, and insurance to reduce their taxes, usually to between 10% and 20%.)
It's too unreal, too fantastical.

Sarah Smith didn't know what the old man was thinking. Was it because she was his biological daughter, or because she was a substitute for her sister and was taking everything she deserved, or was it simply to get revenge on her two cheap brothers? After all, Oliver had considered being killed by his two sons in his will.

Sarah's beautiful and spirited face broke into a charming smile, and then she murmured to herself.

"No matter what, my future is bright, and we should celebrate tonight."

"Yes, we should celebrate."

The voice sounded somewhat familiar.

Before Sarah could react, her slender waist was suddenly embraced, and a handsome man appeared beside her without her noticing. He looked white, but his skin was too yellow. The man was none other than Naoki Hanyu.

Sarah instinctively pushed the person away, and even considered hitting them, even though she had some training, though not very strong.

Naoki Hanyu grabbed the other person's hand and pressed Sara against his chest. Her full breasts were squeezed flat. Although he had already confirmed it that night, experiencing it again now was indeed very intense.

Looking down, I saw that Sarah was wearing funeral clothes for her father's funeral, which was very conservative because it was a Jewish funeral.

She wore a black long dress with black stockings and a white veiled black hat, looking so dignified and elegant. Standing at 1.78 meters tall with a straight posture, she exuded a pure and flawless aura like a lily. Looking at her like this, she really does resemble Gal Gadot from a certain female warrior.

Indeed, it's not just in the East; the West also has the saying that a woman should dress elegantly in mourning clothes (here, it refers to mourning attire, not white or plain colors).

Naoki Hanyu leaned down and whispered in the other person's ear.

"Thank you for the information, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to kill your father. And congratulations on getting 15% of the inheritance, including the huge company, Qiangming Pharmaceuticals."

Sarah, who was initially angry, turned pale. Only then did she recognize the man by his familiar body odor, confirming that he was indeed the man from that night, since it was pitch black that night.

"Did you really do it?" "Of course, didn't you see the news? Your father had a destroyer and 300 sailors killed in the line of duty. It's not a bad deal."

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Sarah Morgans met the other person's gaze, and reason quickly returned to his mind.

"You shouldn't have come to me."

"Why not? Shouldn't I treat you to a meal after I helped you get a large sum of money? Come on, I have a good place to go."

Sarah Morgans was led away by the other man's hand. She wanted to resist, but she couldn't budge him at all. She wanted to refuse, but when she remembered that she didn't know the other man's identity and that the man in front of her had evidence of her betrayal, a sense of powerlessness welled up inside her. So this was what he had planned when he let her go that day.

Naoki Hanyu did it on purpose, and he waited until no one was following him before showing up. As for who arranged for the follower, it was Sarah's cheap brother, Henry, who has superhuman genes.
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In a secluded private room of the restaurant, Sarah Morgans looked at the table full of food in front of her without any appetite, and just watched quietly as the man in front of her swept everything on the table.

Finally, she couldn't help but speak first.

"What happened that day? It was like an earthquake throughout America."

Naoki Hanyu wiped his lips.

"It's nothing. I was sailing a destroyer with hundreds of men to kill your father when that unlucky DDG-89 happened to run into us. So I sent them all to meet their maker with a hypersonic missile."

A casual remark sent chills down Sarah's spine. Just how powerful must the other party be to dare to do such a heinous thing? Now that she had been caught red-handed, what should she do?

Sarah clasped her hands tightly together, feigning composure as she asked.

"What, what exactly do you want from me?"

Naoki Hanyu stopped eating, picked up a piece of meat with his fork, and presented it to the other person.

"That depends on whether you listen to us or not. If you do, we won't disturb your life as a tycoon."

Salad looked at the beef so close to her face, and then at the other person's smiling expression, and finally decided to eat the beef in one bite, with the juices splashing onto her lips.

"I can cooperate with you as long as you don't go too far, but if you go too far, you might as well kill me."

Naoki Hanyu watched as the woman raised her delicate chin, then, ignoring her resistance, used his thumb to wipe away the juice from the corner of her mouth before rubbing his own red lips.

"I don't know if what you call 'excessive' includes your body."

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Naoki Hanyu openly sized her up. If Sarah were just a beautiful secretary, he wouldn't have any interest, but with the added bonus of being a newly minted female tycoon with a net worth of 61 billion that was no less than his, she was enough to attract a man's attention.

What's more, he's the other party's father's killer, which makes the story even more intriguing. Besides, he also needs to find some tools in America.

Sala Morgans' chest heaved violently with anger, outlining his alluring figure.

She felt that the other person was humiliating her, but what could she do? She remained silent for a few minutes before giving her answer.

"I promise you."

"Since that's how you feed me."

"what?"

"That's how you understand it."

Seeing this, Salad could only fork a piece of meat and try to bring it to the other person's mouth, but what Naoki Hanyu said next made her blush.

"Don't use tools, just bite it with your mouth and bring it to me."

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Despite her humiliation, Sarah actually bit down and offered it to him, and in Naoki Hanyu's eyes, her alluring red lips were magnified.

She was immediately kissed and her whole body was held tightly in someone's arms.

Her once dignified black funeral dress was now disheveled, and she could feel the commotion on her chest.

"Not here."

"Of course, I'll prepare a good spot."
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So this man came prepared. Sarah felt like a puppet, being manipulated by others.

However, she soon changed her mind. As her long skirt was lifted, her long legs in black stockings were exposed to the air.

His lips were slightly parted, beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, and his eyes looked unfocused.

This is incredible; I never knew something like this could feel so comfortable.

Shortly after, Sarah Morgans rolled her eyes and fell into a coma.

(End of this chapter)