Tokyo Detective

Chapter 379 Morgan's Affairs Are Over
The thugs were furious. They had only received a deposit, and now that the man was dead, who would pay them the remaining balance?

"What the hell? He's dead? How is that possible?"

Sarah stared wide-eyed in disbelief. This man was none other than her older brother, who was clearly dead from the gunshot wound to his head.

Before the thugs could react, four bullets struck their heads, and they all fell to the ground. Only Sarah stood alone in the middle, looking bewildered.

Immediately afterwards, eight figures appeared from various parts of the factory. Some of them were carrying body bags, while others were carrying various chemical cleaning agents. These people were none other than Naoki Hanyu's clones.

He had been investigating the Morgans family for the past few days, looking at who deserved to die and who didn't, and that's how he discovered the plan of a certain super-powerful man.

Sarah watched in disbelief as her clones carried the body away and quickly cleaned up the scene, leaving not a trace of blood.

One of the accomplices gave a brief instruction and then led his men to drive the thugs' car away.

"You can go now."

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Sarah didn't know what to say. She was both surprised and terrified. Even her richer brother had died under mysterious circumstances. Was there any way she could get rid of that man and the forces behind him?

She didn't know, nor dared to test the waters; she wasn't the kind of person who fantasized that a man would let her go out of sentimentality.

Next, she had to go to the police station to give a statement, but of course, she only had two sentences to say.

"I don't know what happened. Those thugs kidnapped me and then released me on the spot."

Police reviewed surveillance footage and indeed saw the four people leave in a car. Of course, the death of Henry Morgans made the police think a lot, after all, Oliver Morgans had just died not long ago, and now another billionaire worth nearly 4 billion US dollars had died.

Soon after, the FBI got involved in the investigation. They had a few guesses: one was that the traitor's forces had been completely eradicated, and Henry Morgans might know something.

Secondly, it could have been done by Peter Morgans. After all, the two brothers had assassinated each other more than once or twice, so there would be clues to be found.

Thirdly, there was Sala Morgans, but no clues were found that the other party had hired someone to commit murder.

Fourthly, Henry's sons were a powerful father who had little affection for his sons and frequently abused his wife and sons. These sons, who had just inherited the estate, naturally had a motive to kill Henry.

Fifth, there are other enemies; after all, a super-male syndrome-afflicted tycoon can offend quite a few people.

Sarah Morgans had no interest in considering the police's thoughts, nor in responding to her second brother's invitation; that guy was no good either, and she had no desire to deal with him.

She was at the immigration office picking up a teenage girl to take home; the girl was none other than Fatima, with white hair and red eyes.

There are several ways for undocumented foreigners to obtain a visa. The first is family-based immigration plus a waiver application.

The second is the crime victim visa, which is for undocumented immigrants who have suffered serious crimes (such as domestic violence or human trafficking) and assisted law enforcement agencies in their investigations.

The third category is special youth immigrants, minors under the age of 21 who have been abused, abandoned, or are unable to return to their home country by their parents.

The fourth is political asylum or refugee status.

The fifth is employer sponsorship + 245(i) clause, which is extremely rare.

Sarah got Fatima a visa by using the third special youth immigration program, along with a few hundred million donations and a few hundred million more to bribe officials. As a result, Fatima got her green card in just two days.

Fatima smiled sweetly at the woman who came to pick her up.

"Hello, sister."

Sarah was taken aback. This girl was very different from the gloomy and disheveled girl she had seen on the island before, but her pure and innocent smile was indeed quite endearing.

Since she couldn't refuse, she decided to enjoy life. A cute and well-behaved younger sister was quite nice, so Sarah hugged the girl.

"Welcome, Fatima. Come on, I'll take you home. Hmm, let's have a big meal first, then buy some clothes and some other necessities. What do you think?"

"I listen to my sister."
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At the dinner table, Fatima wolfed down her food. She hadn't eaten anything good in a long time, and even though reason told her to take it slow and pretend it was okay, her appetite still made her eat heartily.

Seeing that the other person's mouth was covered in oil, Salad picked up a towel and wiped the corners of their mouth for them.

"Eat slowly, no one will take it from you."

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Fatima blushed and nodded.

Next came the shopping. Fatima was pushed into the fitting room to try on many clothes one by one. She was initially reserved but later relaxed. However, she was too cute, and the woman in front of her kept hugging and kissing her.

To outsiders, they are indeed very pleasing to the eye, especially from a man's perspective. A beautiful and mature woman with a heroic air, and a beautiful and innocent young woman, together, create a visual effect that is more than just one plus one equals two.

As evening fell, the two returned carrying large and small bags, followed by some movers carrying new furniture.

So the two of them worked until 8 p.m., and Sarah lay on the sofa with dust on her face.

"Although I'm tired, it's good that your room is tidied up. You can buy whatever you want to decorate in the future. I will give you pocket money. Fatima, how old are you this year? What is your birthday?"

"I'm fifteen years old, and my birthday is October 8th."

"You don't look 15 years old."

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Seeing that the other party was silent and didn't care about age, Sarah chatted with her for a while. Sarah fell asleep due to exhaustion, and Fatima also stopped smiling. Soon, she picked up a small knife and stood in front of Sarah. The other party's unguarded sleeping face was a complete vulnerability.

Thus, the shadow of the young girl loomed over the sleeping woman's face; with a single forceful thrust, this woman would pay for the lives of her victims.

Fatima remembered Sarah's face; she was a woman she had met once on the island, so she was in cahoots with those people.

But today's memories resurfaced in my mind: that warm embrace, the gentle touch as he wiped my mouth, and the scenes of his care for me that I couldn't forget.

She hesitated, raising the knife in her small hand before finally putting it back. Unbeknownst to her, an old man was watching everything from outside the window and refrained from attacking her when he saw she had given up.

Shortly after, Sarah Morgans woke up again. Her stomach rumbled, prompting her to drag her stepsister out for a late-night snack once more. This time, they were accompanied by six bodyguards.
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At 10 p.m., Sarah finished showering and was drying her hair as she walked. She was wearing a sleeveless tank top and shorts that reached her hips. The outfit was very sexy, and the shape of her hips was accentuated by the tight fit.

Sarah was quite satisfied with their time together today. At least Fatima wasn't the kind of troublesome child, so their future interactions should be good.

As Sarah opened her bedroom door, she was startled to see the man sitting on the bed; he hadn't appeared for two days.

"How did you get in?"

"With my strength, breaking in would be a piece of cake."

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Sarah was speechless; she really disliked this.

"Can you let me know when you come over next time?" "Yes, I'll send you a message."

Sarah didn't know if the other person was easy to talk to or what, but as soon as she walked over, Naoki Hanyu pulled her into his arms and even took a towel to help dry her hair, his technique was very skilled.

A slight sensation on her head prompted Sarah to speak curiously.

"I never knew you'd dry a woman's hair."

"Of course, I'm very good to my own people."

"So, does this mean I've become one of your own?"

"Of course, don't you think she's one of my own, my woman?"

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Sarah could sense the domineering possessiveness in his voice, but what could she do? She couldn't refuse or negotiate, so she could only acquiesce.

Naoki Hanyu was obviously saying that on purpose. Since he was planning to collaborate with her, he certainly didn't want Sarah to mess around. He could only mark her first to make her think twice.

"By the way, I'll be leaving for a while, so take care of yourself."

Salad nodded.

"How long until we can meet?"

"In a month or two, maybe."

Once her hair was mostly wiped dry and blow-dried, Sarah was pinned down on the bed, her shirt lifted to reveal her beautiful, slender waist.

"You want to know who Diana is? Just look at this dress and you'll know."

A red top with gold trim, paired with a blue skirt, gives the outfit a slightly metallic look.

Sarah's previously dazed eyes froze.

"You mean Diana, like Wonder Woman?"

“Yeah, don’t you think you’re perfect to play Wonder Woman? No, tonight you are Wonder Woman.”

"This is cosplay, I see, haha, men."

Faced with the man's increasingly intense gaze, Sarah wisely changed into her battle armor in front of him, complete with a shield and sword. She successfully aroused his fighting spirit, and in less than an hour, she rolled her eyes and lost consciousness.
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At 1 a.m., Naoki Hanyu knocked on Fatima's door.

“Fatima, it’s me.”

The door opened, and the girl threw herself into Naoki Hanyu's arms.

"Big brother, you've come."

Naoki Hanyu stroked the girl's hair. He already knew she was eavesdropping on Sarah's room and could recognize his voice. Sure enough, this little one was up to something.

"Yes, I came to see how you're doing."

"My sister is very good to me."

"Let me tell you about the new sister's identity."

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Naoki Hanyu earnestly explained Sarah's identity to the girl, without revealing what had happened to her not long ago.

“Sarah, as my good friend, will protect you. If you ever encounter something that even she can’t handle, just call this number.”

"Ah."

According to Naoki Hanyu, Fatima is more likely to manage the relationship between the two parties.

"I will cooperate with my sister in the research; I know this is what my older brother wants."

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How thoughtful of him! Naoki Hanyu took out a necklace and put it on the girl.

"This is a gift for you."

"Thank you."

At 4 a.m., Naoki Hanyu said goodbye to Sarah, who had just woken up, as he had to deal with real matters, such as the reason for his transformation into America.

The next morning, Naoki Hanyu flew to Washington, D.C. in his own name.

As soon as he got off the plane, he was picked up by a tall woman wearing a hat and glasses; this woman was Ivanka Roosevelt.

In an "ordinary" pickup truck, Ivanka took off her glasses and hat, giving someone a charmingly disdainful look.

"You waited three days in New York to come see me, do you have a new womanizing target?"

"No, I'm on business."

"hehe."

Ivanka didn't care whether the other person was a womanizer or not. After not seeing him for several months, her feelings for him had subsided considerably. Now she only regarded him as a male friend and didn't even make any intimate moves.

"You didn't explain your purpose on the phone, so it's time to say it now."

Naoki Hanyu stared intently at the mature, beautiful woman in front of him.

"Ivanka, would you be interested in a business collaboration?"

"Business cooperation? If you want to cooperate with me, you'll have to see what you have to offer."

At this point, Ivanka was not a woman who was attracted to men, but a true businesswoman.

Naoki Hanyu handed over the documents and files he was holding.

"Would you like to become my America regional distributor for Tianyu Qilin?"

"Tianyu Qilin, you want me to become your drug distributor?"

"Yes, not just a pure distributor, but a full-service partner. I can even build a factory in America."

(End of this chapter)