The rich family's parents were robbed, and the milk group went crazy for the boss's family

389: Soft-hearted



389: Soft-hearted

Soon, upon receiving the news, Grandpa Fu and Xiao Qingdai rushed over.

Several cars stopped at the hotel entrance. As soon as the people got out, the lobby manager quickly led them to the private room, not daring to delay for a moment.

The moment the door was pushed open, the voices that had been talking inside suddenly fell silent.

"Qingqing!"

Xiao Qingdai quickly walked over and picked up the little dumpling from Fu Wanwan's arms.

Upon seeing her, the little girl's big, red eyes welled up with tears again. She pouted, opened her arms, and hugged her neck, sobbing pitifully.

"Waaah... Mommy."

Xiao Qingdai's arms were clenched tightly and trembling.

"It's alright, Qingqing, Mom is here."

Grandpa Fu, who was following behind, patted her on the back, then looked at Fu Wanwan and asked with concern, "Are you alright, Wanwan?"

Fu Wanwan shook her head, stood up from the sofa, and walked to his side.

"It's okay."

The old man held her hand and breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed he had been quite frightened on the way here.

“Tell Grandpa in detail what exactly happened.”

Fu Wanwan had already explained it to Zhou Xun and the others once, and she was very familiar with it. The matter was not complicated, and she explained it to them again from beginning to end.

After listening, the old man's face darkened, and he said coldly, "You have quite the nerve!"

Knowing Qingqing's identity, they still dared to act like this; they have no respect for either of their families.

Just then, Zhou Xun's phone rang. He saw that it was a call from a friend at the police station, so he didn't go out and answered it in his room.

"Hey, Lao Zhou, those guys you just had sent over, under pressure from our interrogation experts, have confessed who's behind it all."

He had the speakerphone on, and the sudden sound immediately drew everyone's attention in the room.

"He said an old man named Fujiwara hired them to take the girl to the Jinxiu Hotel, and that's all he knew."

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Master Fu stared intently at Zhou Xun's phone.

"Who is this Fujiwara?"

Zhou Xun quickly repeated his question.

"They don't know much, except that there's a Japanese man who's very rich."

The old man snorted coldly, turned to the bodyguards he had brought, and ordered, "Investigate immediately!"

No matter what nationality they are, if they dare to let someone kidnap you, their fate will be the same.

As soon as she finished speaking, Shuangjiang suddenly spoke up.

"This man is Fujiwara Shoichiro, 74 years old, the president of Fujiwara Trading Company, which mainly produces high-end sake in Japan and is a supplier to the Imperial Household Agency."

Over the past two decades, Fujiwara Trading Co., Ltd. has begun expanding its pharmaceutical business overseas, and has a cooperative relationship with Yekang Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. in China.

During the time Shuangjiang spoke, everyone in the room focused their attention on her.

After Shuangjiang finished speaking, she looked at Xiao Qingdai and whispered in her ear, "Patriarch, he kidnapped Miss for the Blood Ginseng."

After Qin Tianxing mentioned this matter a few days ago, she immediately went down to investigate.

There are surveillance cameras everywhere in the Xiao family's house. Even if some details are not clear, she can tell at a glance who is moving the most unnaturally.

The person she suspected most was Sun Lei, so she started investigating him, and unexpectedly, she found the right person on her first try.

So she followed Sun Lei's trail to Fujiwara, and also dug up Fujiwara's background, which she then handed over to Xiao Qingdai.

However, she remembered the information she had found out herself more clearly. When she heard the old man ask who Fujiwara was, those details immediately came to mind.

Zhou Xun was stunned for a moment, then reacted first, saying into the still-connected phone, "Old Zhao, hurry up and go to the Jinxiu Hotel to arrest them."

There was a response on the other end, and then the phone beeped and hung up.

Ten minutes later, at the Jinxiu Hotel.

Fujiwara walked out of the gate with a calm expression, surrounded by several policemen.

His hair was completely white, his steps were steady, and his wrinkled face showed no panic, only a calmness, as if he were not being arrested, but going to a friend's house for tea.

Immediately after he was taken away, his assistant, who was with him, immediately called the R country embassy.

No sooner had Fujiwara been arrested than the second-highest-ranking diplomat from Country R arrived with his entourage.

Several people, under the pretext of visiting, prevented the police from questioning Fujiwara, while the diplomat made contact at the door.

A dozen minutes later, the police chief received a call instructing him to release Fujiwara, whose detention was changed to residential surveillance due to his special status.

The bureau chief had no choice but to release him and then called Zhou Xun to inform him of the matter.

Fujiwara calmly walked out of the police station and followed the embassy staff.

He was utterly disdainful. After all, he was the president of one of the seven major trading companies in R country, someone even the Emperor had to give some face to. Kidnapping a child was nothing serious.

Ultimately, if the Xiao family hadn't been so ungrateful, he wouldn't have harmed that child.

The second-in-command diplomat sitting next to him was named Takahashi, who was just as arrogant as Fujiwara.

He only knew that Fujiwara had kidnapped a child, and assumed it was just an ordinary child, so he didn't take it seriously at all.

After starting the car, he glanced at the police station that was getting further and further away behind him and said arrogantly, "Don't worry, senior, I will transfer this matter to our country R for handling."

"Even if you only kidnapped a child, or even if you really killed someone here, it's not their place to judge you!"

Fujiwara smiled with satisfaction upon hearing this.

Then, as if suddenly remembering something, he said to Takahashi.

"I kidnapped that child not for my own sake, but to repay His Majesty the Emperor."

Takahashi became interested and humbly asked, "Senior, what do you mean by that?"

Fujiwara said, “I discovered a miraculous medicine here that can reverse aging, and I wanted to offer it to our great Emperor, but they didn’t appreciate it, so I kidnapped their child.”

"Such a thing can happen!"

Takahashi believed it and became very emotional.

"You did this for His Majesty the Emperor, so China has even less right to judge you. But does that medicine really have such miraculous effects?"

Fujiwara nodded and told him about his experience, exaggerating the drug's effects several times over.

After saying this, Takahashi's eyes gradually turned fiery, filled with greed.

"Such a good thing should be ours!"

Upon seeing this, Fujiwara's lips curled into a sinister smile.

He's so old, he doesn't have much time left. Who knows when he'll fall asleep and never wake up again.

Therefore, he absolutely must obtain those blood ginsengs!


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