Chapter 115 Confession in the Hospital So much happened in just one Suzuki was kidnapped, Tetsunosuke Emori was shot dead, and Emori was also sniped on his way home... The media who want to attract attention are celebrating like it’s Chinese New Year, they are almost going crazy! Every reporter who wants to stand out will not miss this kind of thing! However, Jiang Shouyi was lucky. He hid in Jiang Shou's hospital in time and was able to get some peace and quiet. However, this does not mean that he can have a good sleep in the hazy night. Quite the contrary! After listening to the report from Jiang Shoujia’s security guard, he couldn’t fall asleep anymore. The old man who was mistakenly killed by the police, Su Beixun who was shot in the head by an unknown person, and the policeman he met at the side door... A mess of conjectures swirled in my mind, crackling like boiling oil and water. Not to mention the foreseeable future where Jiang Shou Group’s assets will shrink and its stock prices will fall.
Moreover, the anesthetic injected into his shoulder was about to wear off, and the burning pain made his face twisted. Jiang Shouyi was really upset! He even wanted to smash the cup of water on the bedside table to the ground! "What a terrible night!" He complained loudly as he looked out the window at the dim twilight. But right now! Click~ One sound. The door of the ward suddenly opened! Jiang Shouyi thought it was a doctor who came to check on him and didn't pay any attention to it. It was not until a long time later, when he heard no other noise, that he could not help but turn his head to look. The entire ward was dim, with only the string of numbers above the door representing the room number emitting a bright green light. A man in a white coat stood there with his hands in his pockets, neither coming in nor going out. He just stood there, staring at him silently. Jiang Shouyi frowned: "What's the matter?" The doctor didn't answer, but just took a few steps forward. Jiang Shouyi was a little dazed. With his eyes adjusted to the darkness and the dim light from the window, he could vaguely see the other person's face. A man in his 30s, with slightly curly hair, a straight nose, and a thick beard on his chin. This was a very unfamiliar face, one Jiang Shouyi had never seen before. but…… "...Xiao Xun?" He probed uncertainly. No reply.
One minute…… Two minutes... The gloomy atmosphere spread like ice in the quiet room. Jiang Shouyi was a little uncomfortable. Just when he couldn't help but want to say something else, the man in front of him suddenly laughed. "How did you recognize it?" The voice was clear, with the tone of a teenager. Su Beixun took off the mask on his face, revealing a familiar face of Jiang Shouyi. "Feel it." Jiang Shouyi looked at him and said, "Whether it's his expression or his temperament, he looks very similar to you." "……Is it." Hearing this answer, Su Beixun shrugged slightly and did not comment. But after this brief conversation, the two looked at each other, not knowing what to say. Facing each other with our true faces does not mean opening our true hearts. After a long time... Jiang Shouyi asked hesitantly: "That policeman before, was it you too..." But after he asked, he immediately shook his head: "No! You don't have to tell me!" "Why not?" Su Beixun pulled a stool over and sat next to him: "Are you afraid of being associated with the fact that I killed Jiang Shouzhe's assistant?" Jiang Shouyi opened his mouth. Su Beixun is right. There are some things he doesn't want to know so clearly. He thinks that by just muddling through, he can avoid many unbearable things. His own son killed his own father... Jiang Shouyi didn't think he was strong enough to accept such a thing easily. He asked bitterly, "Why?" Why kill Jiang Shouzhe's assistant? Or why should I tell him? Su Beixun only heard the first one. He took out an apple from somewhere and started to peel it bit by bit with a knife. "Why... Then let's start from the beginning."
The bright red apple peels hung down in circles. "In fact, I didn't lie to you on the plane. At first, I just wanted to find an identity within the consortium, no matter where it was. It just so happened that only Jiang Shou Yuzuru met the requirements." Su Beixun kept turning the apple with his fingers: "As for my goal, it has always been the artificial intelligence of Noah's Ark." "It belonged to the Sindorah Company at the time and was used to assist in the development of holographic games. The game exhibition was held in Japan, and those who were qualified to experience the game were either rich or noble, and I needed that qualification." Jiang Shouyi suddenly understood: "I see... No wonder you risked being exposed and threatened to stay after my father suspected you." Su Beixun nodded: "Yeah, it's all the fault of those damn police. They found out my background so coincidentally." He cut the peeled apple into two halves and handed one half to the other person. Jiang Shouyi took it and said, "However, how did you make the paternity test show that they are uncle and nephew? Did you use the real Jiang Shou Yuzuru's hair?" "No, it's not that troublesome." Su Beixun bit a crescent-shaped hole in the flesh and said, "I just paid off all the doctors in the hospitals under the Jiangshou Consortium." He said with a rare expression of pain: "Damn it! I spent 500 million yen and it didn't work. Jiang Shouzhezhisuke was too cautious!" "Five billion?" Jiang Shouyi ignored the disrespectful title and said in surprise: "Just for paternity test? You are so rich?!" "Huh, what do you think?" Su Beixun finished the apple in just a few bites. He spread his hands: "In your heart, am I one of those poor young masters who only hope to inherit the family property to live?" Jiang Shouyi couldn't help but laugh. He liked this warm atmosphere like a conversation between father and son. But Jiang Shouzhe's help has always been like a thorn in his heart. His smile dimmed a little, and he asked, "So you don't want this identity anymore?" "Ah, yes." Su Beixun threw the apple core into the air, and it drew an arc and landed precisely in the trash can. "Noah's Ark escaped from Sindorah Company, and the game conference was cancelled. This identity is no longer of much use to me." He sighed, "I had no intention of abandoning this identity. After all, I paid for it, and it serves as a cover to some extent." "But who knows, what happened in the middle made this identity more harmful than beneficial." Su Beixun himself was also a little surprised. He originally planned to use Yuzuru Jiangshou's identity to increase his weight among intelligence dealers, so as to reduce the probability of them deceiving him. Moreover, Jiang Shou Group is mainly engaged in banking, so it is more reasonable to find hackers with this identity. But who knew that he knew the real identity of "Meilan" from Miyamoto Ze and had the evidence against him. And Jiang Shouyi was also willing to help him with hacking. There was no point in continuing to maintain Jiang Shouyu's shaky identity. Jiang Shouyi asked: "Even if you don't need this identity, why kill the old man... Is it because you hate him?"
"No." Su Beixun shook his head: "Because he resents me." He bent over, put his hands on his knees, and moved closer to the bed. "The Jiangshou Group is a medium-sized chaebol, after all. Since I need power urgently to compete with Noah's Ark, it's only natural that I would set my sights on it." Su Beixun made no secret of his motives: "You found me that night and asked me if I needed any help... Although your guilt was inexplicable, it showed me the fulcrum that could lift up the Jiang Shou Consortium." Jiang Shouyi pointed at himself in surprise: "You mean... me?" Su Beixun nodded: "You will help me, but Jiang Shouzhezhisuke won't, so he must die to make room for you to take over the consortium." Jiang Shouyi was stunned, apparently unable to recover from his shock. What was even more difficult for him to accept than "his own son" killing "his own father" was that "his own son" killed "his own father" for himself. "Then...then if you tell me this, aren't you afraid that I won't help you?" Su Beixun lowered his eyes and stared at his hand holding the knife: "I originally... didn't intend to let you know, but who asked you to save me?" The ward was quiet again. The wind from the window blew the curtains, making a rustling sound. Jiang Shouyi was in a complicated mood. The joy of easing the relationship with his son, and the resentment of facing the old man who murdered... This mixture of emotions made him not know how to react. Want to help him? After knowing all this. Jiang Shouyi didn't know. He just wanted to change the topic to something else: "What happened to you who was shot in the head?" Su Beixun said: "I just found a substitute to switch to the dark side." He explained softly, "I kidnapped Suzuki Shiro and deliberately let Jiang Shou Akira tip off the police and gather them at Jiang Shou's house." "I also used some unique means to make the forces hostile to me arrive at the same time, and let my double take my place and die in front of all of them." Jiang Shouyi, on the other hand, questioned: "Will anyone believe it?" He recalled what the security guard said about Officer Shiratori's plan to compare the DNA of the corpse: "That policeman obviously didn't believe that you died so easily." "It doesn't matter." Su Beixun didn't care. He asked Jiang Shouyi: "Do you think I am important to the country?" Jiang Shouyi didn't understand. Su Beixun smiled and said, "The most important job of the police is to maintain social stability." "Like in Hokkaido, they knew I was involved in those cases, but did anyone publicly announce my existence?"
"The murderer of the poisoning case is Ishikawa Jōji, and the bombing case and those strange murders are all blamed on Kazama Satoru." “They knew I had not been arrested, but they still quickly closed the case in order to quell the unrest… Even if they came to me, they would only use relatively small forces in secret.” Su Beixun paused, and then continued: "And the public security, they know my thoughts and my purpose, but have you seen them use the state organs to find me?" He shook his finger. "No, they don't." "In their eyes, I am just a murderer who shouts crazy words. I may not even be considered a terrorist... In such a modern society, the state will not take individual threats seriously." "So, they will look for me, but they won't try too hard." Su Beixun felt a little uncomfortable sitting there, so he stood up and took a few steps: "As long as I die, the police and the public security will have reached a conclusion. Apart from those who really know me, who else will bother with me?" "Even if Officer Shiratori extracts DNA from the double, with current technology, the dust will have settled long before the results come out!" "certainly……" "The chances of my enemy believing it are slim, but I'm going to lose my identity anyway, so there's no harm in trying." Su Beixun licked his lips. He felt a little thirsty, but he didn't care and poured tap water into the kettle, waiting for it to boil. Jiang Shouyi asked, "Then is it okay for you to be here? In this way, I will know that you are still alive, right?" "……yes." Su Beixun stared at the red indicator light on the water heater in a daze. He turned his back to the bed where Jiang Shouyi was and said something similar for the second time: "I... shouldn't have come here. Who asked you to save me..." The ward fell silent for the third time. But that's not right. The hot air squeezed out of the narrow channel of the spout, making a rapid beeping sound. The lid of the pot also opened and closed, making a snapping sound. It actually seemed quite lively. The moonlight seeped through the clouds and covered the thin shadows. Su Beixun said softly: "Before dawn, I will open my heart to you, let's have a good chat." Jiang Shouyi was stunned, suppressed the inexplicable emotions in his heart, and just smiled at him and said: "Okay" beep— The water is boiling. Su Beixun lifted the handle of the kettle, filled the cup that Jiang Shouyi had placed on the bedside table, and then put the kettle back in its place. Jiang Shouyi asked what he wanted to know most: "I want to know, why were you thrown into Hokkaido?" "Su Beixun is just tired." "It's that simple?"
"It's that simple." Jiang Shouyi pursed his lips and asked cautiously: "Then... you must have suffered a lot to survive?" "It doesn't count." Su Beixun returned to his chair and said, "From a macro perspective, I am not the unhappiest person in the world. There are many people who are worse off than me." He hesitated for a moment, then said, "But for me personally, my first year in Hokkaido did leave the deepest impression on me." Jiang Shouyi's eyes softened a little: "...How did you persevere?" "good question!" Su Beixun snapped his fingers and muttered, "I just received a gift from fate before I died." "What...what do you mean?" Su Beixun looked at him, with a strange arc on his lips: "Mr. Jiang Shou, do you believe in reincarnation?" ??? Jiang Shouyi was completely confused, as if he had been suddenly switched from a parent-child program to an alien channel. He subconsciously thought of Izanami, the woman in Japanese legend who brought wandering souls back to the underworld. But if you think about it carefully, he doesn't seem to have the function of guiding people to reincarnate. "You... believe in Buddhism?" Jiang Shouyi thought this was the only explanation. Su Beixun smiled and said, "Perhaps you don't believe it, but when I was five years old, I suddenly remembered the memories of my previous life." Jiang Shouyi was completely stunned. Only now did he really begin to consider the possibility that his son was a lunatic. Su Beixun didn't explain any further. He rolled up his white coat, stretched out his hand and placed it in front of Jiang Shouyize. Then fiercely! As Jiang Shouyi looked on in disbelief, a heavy gold brick suddenly appeared on that fair palm! "This this……" Jiang Shouyi's throat tightened and his eyeballs almost popped out! He looked at this incredible scene and said dryly: "Magic...magic...where did you learn it? It's...very exciting..." If I wish everyone a happy Qingming Festival, isn't that a bad idea? PS: Don't worry, the protagonist will not change his style of doing things just because of a life-saving favor... You should be able to guess what will happen after the protagonist opens his heart...
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