Conan Rick's Investigator

Chapter 1470: Death of Rum

The little girl was petite and cute, with chestnut hair tied into a pair of ponytails. She looked at the men in black in front of her with great resistance.

Rum stared at the little girl's face indifferently, the black leather eye mask covering his left eye reflecting the faint light from the window.

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth gradually rose, and his chilling voice echoed in the huge collection room.

"You should be the successor who solved the mystery left by Isegawa Gozo, right?"

"Although I don't know which lineage you are from, but in terms of seniority, I am at least your grandfather..."

"What's your name?"

Rum raised his hand and signaled his men to let go.

After her hands were released, the tense expression on the little girl's face relaxed a little, but she still nervously glanced up at Rum, not daring to look him in the eye.

"My name is...Matsunaka Yuriko."

"Matsuka..."

Rum was a little confused about the little girl's last name.

However, it is not surprising when you think that all heirs can inherit the Isegawa family's inheritance by solving puzzles.

It is estimated that the child's mother was once a member of the Iseyagawa family.

"Yuriko, do you live here alone?"

Rum slowly squatted down, his eyes level with Yuriko Matsunaka.

He tried his best to show a kind and gentle expression on his face, but the black eyepatch on his right eye seemed a little inconsistent with his "kindness".

"Do not……"

"And Grandpa..."

Yuriko Matsunaka replied timidly.

"grandfather?"

Rum weighed the generations in his mind. If it was his grandfather, he would probably be of the same generation as himself.

Could it be one of his younger brothers?

As the eldest in the family, Rum remembers that he had two younger brothers and two younger sisters.

As for whether Isegawa Tsuyoshi continued to have children after he left this family, it is not clear.

"What's your grandfather's name?"

"Is he in the house now?"

Since there are descendants here who have a say, Rum will naturally go looking for them.

The purpose of his trip was to take back everything that originally belonged to him.

According to the will left by Isegawa Tsuyoshi, he was the eldest son and the first heir, so he should naturally be the first to solve the puzzle.

With my own intelligence, solving Iseya Gozo's puzzle will certainly be a piece of cake.

So in his eyes, these riches were originally left for him by Isegawa Tsuyoshi.

Now whoever holds this wealth should return it to himself.

Even if he's my own brother...

A cold light flashed in Rum's right eye.

But at this moment, the door next to them slowly opened.

"Who?"

Rum immediately looked in that direction like a frightened bird, and the two men in black subconsciously reached for their waists and pulled out their pistols.

I saw an old man in a wheelchair slowly coming out from behind the door.

"grandfather!"

Yuriko Matsunaka's face lit up with joy. She walked between the man in black and Rum and hugged the old man in the wheelchair affectionately.

Rum narrowed his eyes and looked at the old man's appearance.

The other person was wearing a black pajama robe, slumped against the backrest of a wheelchair, with a breathing mask on his face and a silver-white beard on his chin.

Rum stared at the other person in a daze, but after thinking for a moment, he still couldn't figure out which brother of his was the other person.

However, I haven't been home for decades, and my younger brother was still young at that time, so it was normal that I couldn't recognize him.

Judging from the age, this person is more like his younger brother.

After all, I have taken anti-aging drugs. If I hadn't taken them, I would be almost 80 years old now.

Rum stepped forward and asked indifferently.

"who are you?"

The wheelchair-bound old man gently held Matsunaka Yuriko, who was lying on his lap, with one hand and said calmly, "An old man who you owe something to."

Rum's right eye changed slightly, trying to figure out the words the other party had used.

The other party is someone who knows his identity and may even know the purpose of his coming here.

In this case, the only possibility is one of his younger brothers.

After all, he had been treated as a missing person in the family over the years, and only Isegawa Tsuyoshi knew that he had inherited the code name "Rum".

It is very likely that before his death, Isegawa Tsuyoshi left his existence in some form in his will and told his future heirs about it.

"Hmph, owed?"

Rum snorted coldly, "If you mean that old fellow Iseya Gozo, he probably owes me something."

"I took over his code name and served that man wholeheartedly for decades, and what did I get in return?"

"It's betrayal!"

Rum suddenly roared, and his angry voice echoed in the collection room.

"I didn't get the 'huge empire' he promised me!"

"And there is Isegawa Kozo. If it weren't for him, how could I have..."

Rum not only resents the boss of the organization, but also his father, Isegawa Gozo, even more.

Because with the organization's boss's great talent and strategy, he created such a huge organization, so it would not be surprising even if he used me.

But his biological father, Iseya Gozo, was a heinous criminal.

He used his position to constantly persuade the young Rum to move closer to him, and eventually introduced him to the old man.

Rum had also thought about this in the past few days: what would have been the consequences if he had not taken the pill?

First of all, the Isegawa family would surely quickly lose support because they could not choose an excellent code name successor.

There is even the possibility of retaliation or even murder by the boss of the organization.

What's the point of keeping a disloyal subordinate and his descendants?

The organization has two iron rules: one is not to keep idle people, and the other is that once you join, there is no such thing as quitting.

So it seems like a multiple-choice question, but it is actually a fatal question.

If it weren't for my sacrifice, would the Iseyakawa family have been able to survive these years in peace?

Except for myself, no other descendants of the family joined the organization. Isn't this also thanks to my protection?

It is because of my dedication that these people can live an ordinary life, but now I say that I owe them something?

Absolutely ridiculous!

"Since you already know who I am, I'll tell you straight away..."

"I'm here to take back my inheritance, which is all of Iseya Gozo's wealth."

"But don't say that as the eldest son I don't take care of you at all. You can keep this place."

Even though Rum had some memories of the Angel's House, he had now completely let them go.

The most important thing is that the organization may liquidate him next, and it is impossible for him to travel around the world with such a big house.

Faced with Rum's tough attitude, the old man in the wheelchair remained calm and raised his hand to slowly take off the breathing mask on his face.

"No, what you owe is neither wealth nor status...it's my son."

"Your son?" Rum frowned slightly, his eyes full of confusion.

The old man murmured, "My name is Yasuharu Haneda, and my son is the Haneda Hiroshi you killed 17 years ago..."

Before the old man finished his words, a black gun barrel suddenly extended from the lacquered wood of the wheelchair armrest.

Before Rum could react, a bullet shot out of the barrel.

Pia!

After a muffled gunshot, Rum's body trembled as if he had been electrocuted.

He felt an impact on his abdomen, and all the strength in his body was like an air mattress with a hole punctured in it, flowing rapidly through the hole.

The two bodyguards nearby reacted immediately and raised their pistols ready to shoot.

But before they could raise their guns, two gunshots from the door hit them in the body.

Pia! Pia!

Two men in black fell to the ground.

Rum looked at his fallen men in disbelief, then turned to look in the direction where the gunshots came from.

I saw two men walking in from the door of the collection room, one had a mixed-race face and the other looked more Japanese.

"You are……"

Rum's right eye stared at the two of them in disbelief.

Because in his memory, one of these two faces is Qin Zhibo, a famous detective who has been very famous in Tokyo recently.

The other is the man who broke into the ship 17 years ago, Akai Tsutomu.

"We have already dealt with your other three men. Now you are the only one left."

Akai Tsutomu walked over while keeping his aim, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he made Rum give up all hope.

Rum was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the old man in the wheelchair who was covering Matsunaka Yuriko's ears, and his eyes suddenly showed relief.

"So you already knew my background..."

"But it's useless. I'm still the second in command of the organization. Even if you arrest me, you can't put me in jail."

Qin Zhibo spoke up and broke his last shred of fantasy, "No, you are no longer the second in command of the organization."

"You have been expelled from the organization."

Rum's eyes were surprised again.

The moonlight from outside the floor-to-ceiling windows shone into the floor tiles of the collection room, reflecting a cold light and shining on his back.

He covered his injured abdomen with one hand, facing the three figures standing in front of him, and at this moment Rum seemed isolated and helpless.

"I see. There are still undercover agents of yours in the organization..."

"Is it Curacao? Or Bourbon or Kiel?"

"At least there's Curacao. After all, without her, Bourbon and Gil wouldn't be alive today..."

Rum's mind was still quick and he immediately figured out the problem.

But Qin Zhibo looked at him coldly and did not answer his question.

Instead, Rum sneered and continued, "What are you going to do with me?"

"Are you planning to arrest me and force me to reveal information about the boss?"

"But unfortunately, I don't know the whereabouts of the boss..."

Before Rum could finish his words, Yasuharu Haneda suddenly roared indignantly.