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Then I'll stick with you till the end, Mogami Jun thought.

Isn't it just staying up all night? Young bodies are fearless.

It wasn't that he didn't trust his mother or the experts she found, but he didn't allow himself to take risks, especially when Asana couldn't afford the consequences.

After an unknown amount of time, the middle-aged man finally stood up from the painting and began to fold and put away his tools.

"How is it?" Mogami Sayuki, who had been sitting aside without saying anything, asked directly.

Because she had been staying up late for a long time, her eye sockets were now red and bloodshot, and her face, which was originally covered with delicate makeup, now had dark circles that could not be concealed.

“It doesn’t look like a fake.” The middle-aged man replied in a low voice.

This was the first sentence he said after coming into the room. Although his voice was a little weak, he still seemed quite confident.

This answer made Mogami Sayuki and Mogami Jun look at each other, and they saw the joy in each other's eyes.

"Are you sure?" Mogami Sayuki asked again.

"You know, it's easy to disprove something, just find a flaw, but it's hard to prove it. Even if everything matches, I can't say if there are other places I haven't found. So I can only say that within my personal ability, I really can't find any evidence that it's a fake." The middle-aged man shrugged, "If you want me to buy it, I'll pay for it."

"You guys are always afraid to say anything definite..." After hearing the other party's long string of words, Mogami Sayuki couldn't help laughing. "Okay, I understand. Thank you for your hard work."

"I'm a little curious about where you got this thing." The middle-aged man also smiled, and then he glanced at Asana who was sleeping soundly.

"If you think about it, you will know that I can't possibly tell you this, right?" Mogami Sayuki replied with a smile, "Also, you are not allowed to tell anyone about what happened today."

"Then you have to pay a little more than the appraisal fee." The middle-aged man replied, quite humbly. "Extra work requires extra fees."

"No problem!" Mogami Sayuki agreed without thinking, "You can make the bill when we get back. We'll double the hush money you usually ask for!"

A hint of joy flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. Without saying anything else, he nodded and said goodbye to the mother and son, then walked out of the room.

After he left, Mogami Sayuki looked at her son and said, "Let me tell you, I'm just paying the money in advance. When the time comes, it will be put into Asana's account, and she will pay for the expenses herself."

No wonder you agreed so readily just now... Jun Mogami couldn't help but complain in his heart.

But this is also a necessary expense, so Mogami Jun didn't say anything.

He didn't know who this expert was or how authoritative he was, but he knew that his mother was always reliable and the expert she invited must be of high quality and would not speak nonsense.

So...thank goodness this is the real deal.

All the efforts were not in vain, the most critical step of the plan was successful!

A surge of ecstasy surged into his heart.

He looked at the oil painting still spread out on the table. The woman in the painting, wearing a strange kimono and with a blurred face, seemed so cute at this moment.

It was as if the goddess of victory was smiling at him.

Yes, the decisive weapon of the whole incident is lying in front of him at this moment.

The most arduous and difficult stage has passed, and now only the final cleanup stage remains.

He picked up his phone and checked the time.

Wow, it’s already half past six without me noticing. It must be dawn at this time.

I stayed up all night with my mother.

Fortunately, all the hard work and efforts are worth it.

Just when he was about to say something, Mogami Sayuki's phone rang again.

Mogami Sayuki picked up the phone and saw that it was indeed Mrs. Izumo calling.

Well, he called again this time. He must have found evidence and is here to hold me accountable.

Hum, heh, hahahahahaha!

Just in time.

"Mrs. Izumo, why did you call again, and so early?" Mogami Sayuki asked in a tired voice, as if she had just woken up from bed.

"Let's go to court, Mogami Sayuki." Mrs. Izumo's voice was sinister and filled with undisguised anger. "It turns out that you kidnapped my daughter and tricked her into stealing things from our house! Just wait, this matter will not end here. I will bring disgrace to your family!"

It seems that after the initial chaos, the Izumo family has discovered that Asana not only escaped, but also stole the famous painting from their own collection room.

Adding such a tragic loss to the already tragic loss, it's no wonder that she was so furious. No one would be able to sit still.

"Hey——" Sayuki Mogami was about to retort.

"Don't try to quibble with me. I've asked someone to check the nearby surveillance cameras and found the car that took my daughter away. Then I asked someone to check the license plate number. The owner of the car is you, Mogami Sayuki! Do you have anything else to say?" Mrs. Izumo interrupted Mogami Sayuki unceremoniously, "I have always been very polite to you. Even if I had to offend your son later, I was trying to make up for it. But you acted so recklessly. Do you really think that our Izumo family can't do anything to you? You must pay the price for doing this!"

Mrs. Izumo has always been a reserved and proud person, but now that things have come to this point, she has been so angry that she no longer cares about these things. "Send my daughter back immediately, or you can expect the police to come to your house! Also, if anything goes wrong with the things she stole, your family must pay for it in full!"

Mogami Sayuki didn't say anything, but listened quietly to the other party's roar.

She waited until Mrs. Izumo finished speaking before she spoke leisurely.

"So, can I talk now?"

"Go on, I want to see what other excuses you can come up with." Mrs. Izumo replied with a sneer.

"Logically speaking, you can just call the police instead of threatening me, right?" Mogami Sayuki smiled slightly. "Instead of calling me and scolding me and ruining your image, it would be more practical and effective to call the police directly, isn't it?"

"You..." Mrs. Izumo was speechless for a moment.

Before Mrs. Izumo could say anything else, Mogami Sayuki continued, "Let me guess, Mrs. Izumo, why don't you want to call the police directly? Now that things have come to this, do you still intend to save face for our family? Or do you have any other concerns...?"

Mogami Sayuki paused for a moment with a playful look on her face, but there was no response from the other end of the phone. It seemed that Mrs. Izumo was also wondering how much she knew.

It was obvious that Mrs. Izumo's aggressive threats were not entirely due to anger, but rather she wanted to scare Mogami Sayuki and test how much she knew.

Unfortunately, this is the worst possible outcome for her, and Mogami Sayuki already knows almost everything.

"Okay, let's stop beating around the bush, Mrs. Izumo. Can you answer me a question? If you can give me a reasonable answer, I will apologize to you now and return everything to you. How about that?" Mogami Sayuki continued to ask.

"What's the problem..." Mrs. Izumo asked through gritted teeth.

"It's a simple question - a valuable painting that should theoretically be in the safe of a branch of Yamato Bank, why...why is it in your safe?" Mogami Sayuki asked with a smile. "Can you give a reasonable explanation? Logically, this painting should have been bought by a buyer and then mortgaged to the bank in exchange for a loan, so why is it in your house?"

There was a sudden strange silence on the phone.

Mrs. Izumo did not answer this question - she probably couldn't answer this question.

"Mrs. Izumo, since I dared to make things so obvious that you could track me down after one night, then you should understand that I have the support to do so - so there is no point in quibbling and dodging now, answer my question!" Mogami Sayuki's tone suddenly became stern, "Of course, you don't have to answer this question, it doesn't matter, didn't you say that the police would come to arrest me? Okay, then I'll just wait for the police to come, and then they will probably be interested in knowing this question, right? What do you think?"

There was still silence on the phone; it was obvious that Mrs. Izumo was still digesting this latest blow.

"Don't be so optimistic, Mrs. Izumo. To be honest, I was very busy this evening. I asked someone to authenticate the painting overnight. The painting Asana brought out is the original. So here comes the real question - what happened to the famous painting in the bank's safe? Can you give me an explanation?"

Still silent.

I don’t know how long it took, just when Mogami Jun was wondering if Mrs. Izumo had fainted from anger, Mrs. Izumo’s voice suddenly rang from the phone.

Her voice had returned to its previous coldness, as if she had closed herself off.

"So, this is why you instigated my daughter to steal the painting?"

"It's a long story, but to put it simply, it can be said this way." Mogami Sayuki nodded. "The evidence is in my hands now, and I can't get away."

"Asana... Asana... what a foolish child!" Mrs. Izumo cried out in agony, "Asana! How could you do such a thing to your own family! How could you treat your parents like this! You are unfilial! Can you hear me?! Answer me!?"

This question received no response.

"If there was another way, Asana would certainly not do this. In fact, until the end, she still hoped that you would change your mind, but you didn't. So what right do you have to blame her? How you treat your daughter is how your daughter treats you. Everyone speaks with strength, it's fair and reasonable, and there is no one who owes anyone." Mogami Sayuki replied calmly, "Okay, Mrs. Izumo, I understand how you feel now, so I won't say anything sarcastic. Now let's see how it ends."

"How do you want this to end?" asked Mrs. Izumo.

"Well... as long as you are willing to negotiate, then everything can be discussed--" Mogami Sayuki's smile deepened. "Everyone is still angry now. I suggest that we wait for two days and calm down. After everyone has calmed down, I will ask my son to visit us and we can discuss and see how to solve the problem. How do you think?"

"Why don't you come?" Mrs. Izumo asked back.

"This matter was originally caused by my son, so it's only natural for him to end it himself. As for me... I'll stay at home and admire the paintings first, in case I lose them suddenly and cause trouble to everyone." Mogami Sayuki replied. "So, you're not welcome?"

"Do I have any other choice?" Mrs. Izumo asked back. She had suppressed her anger.

"Okay, then it's settled. Goodbye!" Mogami Sayuki hung up the phone without giving the other party a chance to speak.

After the call ended, Mogami Sayuki couldn't help but clench her fists and then laughed silently.

This is the smile of victory.

Yes, victory is already in our grasp.

"Son, it's up to you now—" Mogami Sayuki glanced at Mogami Jun, "You have to clean up the mess you caused yourself."

"Okay..." Just as Jun Mogami agreed, he suddenly felt his shoulders shaking.

He turned his head and found Asana looking at him.

"Asana, are you awake?"

"Yes, I... I'm awake." Izumo Asana nodded slightly.

Her face was still as pale as before, and her voice was very weak.

Although she had just won the victory, she didn't seem excited at the moment.

She should have woken up just now and heard her mother's angry questioning and scolding... Jun Mogami suddenly had an epiphany.

Yes, who can be happy about this kind of "victory"?

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"Don't worry anymore. It's the end now. Just grit your teeth and everything will be over." Mogami Jun comforted her.

"Maybe it can be solved, but we can never go back to the way it was before." Asana replied with a wry smile.

Before Mogami Jun could comfort her, she said to herself, "But this is the expected price. I can afford it. At least things haven't gotten worse..."

Jun Mogami sighed and gently stroked her hair.

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble." Asana blushed slightly, then struggled to sit up straight from his shoulders, "I must have hurt you... I'm sorry..."

"No need to apologize, it's okay." Mogami Jun shook his head.

Asana took a deep breath and then straightened her clothes and hair.

"When you visit my house, I...I'll go too." Then, Asana suddenly suggested, "This is all because of me, so let me end it all. Besides, I didn't entertain you the last time you visited me, and I always feel guilty..."

Are you going back to face your parents so soon? Asana, can you handle it?

Mogami Jun took a look at Asana and found that she was very serious and had obviously made up her mind.

"Okay," he replied briefly.

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261, Negotiation

Finally, it's here again.

Jun Mogami stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking at the elegant and spacious Western-style building in front of him, and couldn't help but feel mixed emotions.

The early morning sunshine brings out the fragrance of grass and flowers, making the building seem particularly quiet at this moment.

The last time he visited, although he was reluctant, he at least came here with a little curiosity and met Asana's father. Now that he visited again, his mood had become very different.

How could he have imagined at that time that so many things would happen later!

No matter what, it will finally come to an end now - and it will definitely end the way you want.

"Chun?" A voice called from the side.

Mogami Jun turned his head and happened to meet Asana's eyes.

Today, she was dressed neatly. The white dress made her skin look particularly fair. In her watery eyes, there was no longer any trace of the nervousness and embarrassment from that night.

It seems that she has fully recovered.

"What are you thinking about?" Asana asked.

"I was wondering if your father would bring people to beat me up to vent his anger. After all, I am the culprit who instigated you to do this."

"Pfft..." Asana couldn't help but laughed. "What is he thinking? It's already this late, how could he do such a thing."

Then, she sighed a little sadly, "If my father was such a person, then our family might not have come this far..."

"Okay, don't be depressed. Today is a critical moment. You must not lose heart, otherwise my position will be unstable." When Jun Mogami saw that Asana was in a bad mood, he quickly encouraged her.

"I know. Don't worry. It's come to this point. There's no need to be discouraged." Asana nodded.

As she spoke, she walked forward and rang the doorbell.