Ke Xue: The thief Cao is actually myself

Chapter 568 Enough, I am the president! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

"President, no matter how clever your methods are, they cannot match the viciousness and cunning of the criminals. Once they are discovered, Miss Naoko's life will be in danger. At that time, what is the point of you having a mountain of gold and silver?"

When Secretary Hanai saw the cold-blooded, selfish and ugly face of President Takei, the disappointment in her heart was like a surging tide that completely drowned her, and the flame of anger was also burning in her chest.

She could never have imagined that there could be such a cruel father in the world who could so easily disregard the life and death of his own daughter in order to protect his own interests and satisfy his greed and selfish desires.

When President Takei heard this, his body trembled slightly, but he quickly regained his indifferent expression. He snorted coldly and said, "You are just a secretary, what do you know? I have been in the business world for so many years, and I have seen everything. Those kidnappers are just looking for money. As long as they are given enough benefits, they dare not do anything to Naoko."

Secretary Hanai's heart sank when she heard this. She looked at the man who was completely devoured by money and power, and felt a deep sense of powerlessness and sadness. "But President, people's hearts are unpredictable. How can you guarantee that the criminals will abide by the agreement?"

As she spoke, she took a step forward, her eyes full of anxiety and unwillingness, "Besides, they are all desperate criminals. Once they find out there is something wrong with the ransom, with their cruelty, Miss Naoko will have no chance of survival!"

Yes, the kidnappers kidnapped Takei Naoko for money, but the key question is, did you give the kidnappers money?

No you didn't!
What you gave me was just a stack of fake bills wrapped in a few real bills!

If the kidnappers found out that they had been tricked, the consequences would be disastrous.

Secretary Hanai couldn't help but tremble slightly when she thought of this. She looked at President Takei again and said almost pleadingly, "President, this is a matter of life and death. We can't take such a risk."

"That's enough! Hanai!"

President Takei's brows were tightly knitted into the shape of a "川" character, and his face was full of displeasure. He waved his hand impatiently, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "I am the president, you'd better remember your identity!"

Giving Secretary Hanai a cold look, President Takei turned to the sofa and sat down again. He lit a cigar and took a deep puff. His expression became even colder in the smoke: "This matter ends here. I will handle Naoko's affairs myself. As for you, just follow my instructions. You don't need to worry about anything else!"

Secretary Hanai lowered her head and bit her lower lip tightly, her teeth almost embedded in the flesh. Blood oozed out, and her nails dug deeply into her palms, leaving shocking blood marks. However, her heart was filled with anger and disappointment, so she was unaware of the pain in her body.

But she also knew that at this moment, no matter what she said, it would be a waste of words.

This was because President Takei had been blinded by greed and fear, and rationality had long since disappeared from his heart. Any rational suggestions were like wind on the ears to him and could not move him at all.

Even if the starting point of these suggestions is purely for his own good.

She took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and whispered, "I understand, President. I will follow your instructions."

President Takei nodded, his expression slightly relieved. He turned around, his back to Secretary Hanai, and looked out the window at the beautiful scenery again.

The bright sunshine shone on his face, but it could not hide the gloom and coldness in his eyes.

"Go out and get ready first."

He waved his hand, his tone a little tired, "We'll be leaving in a moment."

Secretary Hanai pursed her lips, said nothing more, and quietly left the office.

Secretary Hanai closed the door gently and stood in the corridor. She appeared calm on the surface, but her heart was like a raging storm.

President Takei's selfishness and greed have reached an irredeemable level. For the sake of money, he can so easily ignore the safety of his own daughter. This behavior is truly outrageous.

Since the other party is so cold-blooded and ruthless, don't blame her for being cruel and ruthless. Let's settle all the new and old grudges together.

This is not only to make President Takei pay a heavy price for what he has done over the years and to seek justice for the souls he has trampled upon; it is also for Naoko Takei, the girl who was innocently involved in this conspiracy.

Because, President Takei, what he did is not worthy of being Takei Naoko's father!
His greed and selfishness made him a complete slave to money, and he abandoned his responsibilities and obligations as a father.

For a man like this who only cares about money, no one knows what terrible things he will do to Naoko for money in the future.

After all, in the other party's heart, his daughter's life is just a bargaining chip that can be measured with money and may be abandoned by him at any time.

Therefore, if for no other reason than to protect her Naoko and prevent her from being harmed by President Takei again, she must make sure that President Takei gets the punishment he deserves and put an end to this farce caused by greed.

Thinking of this, the murderous intent deep in Secretary Hanai's heart became more and more intense like a raging fire...

At the same time, President Takei stood in front of the window, gazing gloomily at the prosperous scenery in the distance, which was incompatible with his current mood.

Secretary Hanai's words kept echoing in his mind. Those earnest exhortations, especially the suggestion about police intervention, were like a thorn in his heart, making him feel extremely irritated.

"Police intervention? Haha..."

He sneered, his voice full of disdain and ridicule, "How can those idiots who only know how to follow the rules understand my situation? Letting them intervene will only make things worse! By then, all my years of hard work and efforts will be wasted!"

He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the effort.

He knew that he had now embarked on a path of no return.

But whether it is to protect his wealth and status, or to avoid those shameful secrets from being exposed, he must not allow the police to intervene.

As for saying that if the police hadn't intervened, his daughter Takei Naoko would have been in danger...

Thinking of this, President Takei couldn't help but flash his daughter's innocent face in his mind, and his heart suddenly tightened, as if being tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and an indescribable pain came over him. But this fleeting warmth and guilt were soon forced back into the deepest part of his heart.

"Naoko, don't blame Dad..."

He lowered his head slightly, opened his lips slightly, and spoke in a low voice as if it came from underground, with a barely perceptible tremor, "Dad had no choice. The business world is like a battlefield, where every step is thrilling and the slightest mistake can lead to eternal damnation. You have to believe that Dad loves you, and this love has never changed. If there were other ways, how could Dad bear to let you fall into such danger? It's just that Dad really has no choice..."

His voice became lower and lower, and in the end, it was almost inaudible, and only his lips could be heard moving slightly.

"You will definitely forgive Dad, right..."

His voice echoed in the empty office, sounding particularly lonely and desolate.

However, no one responded to him. Only the sound of the wind outside the window, blowing gently, seemed to be silently responding to him, and seemed to be making a cold mockery of his selfishness and greed...

……

On the other side, in the storage room, as the footsteps of Secretary Hanai, President Takei and others gradually faded away, the room was once again shrouded in silence. Conan fell powerlessly on the cold floor, breathing weakly and rapidly, as if he would be swallowed by this endless silence at any time.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and countless familiar faces flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern - Xiaolan's gentle smile, Maori Kogoro's noisy appearance, Dr. Agasa's wise and kind expression, and the innocent figures of the young detectives...

These images briefly restored some of his consciousness.

No, he couldn't just give up like this. President Takei was too selfish. He only cared about money and didn't care about his daughter's life at all.

He must find a way to escape and save the kidnapped Takei Naoko, otherwise his classmate may encounter an accident and his life will be completely lost in the darkness.

However, my body felt like it was filled with lead, so heavy that I couldn't move, and my consciousness was like the sand in an hourglass, constantly slipping away.

"I can't...give up..."

Conan repeated himself in his heart over and over again, holding on to his last position, trying hard to resist the invasion of coma, and trying to maintain the last bit of consciousness.

But eventually, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, as if being pulled by an invisible force, and finally slowly closed, and he fell into a coma completely. The only sound left in the storage room was his faint breathing.

"Well……"

After an unknown amount of time, Conan in the storage room slowly opened his eyes, with a trace of confusion and chaos still in his eyes.

He felt his head throbbing with pain, as if it had been hit repeatedly by a heavy hammer. The dizziness made it difficult for him to distinguish between reality and illusion.

But fortunately, as time passed, his consciousness gradually returned, and he recalled what had happened before. His eyes also became firm as his thoughts returned to normal.

Conan took a deep breath and tried to move his hands and feet, but found that he was tied up tightly with ropes. Every struggle only resulted in deeper marks from the ropes, and he was unable to break free.

"hateful……"

Conan cursed under his breath, his voice full of resentment and anger.

With Takei Naoko's life or death uncertain, he must find a way to break free and save her!
However, President Takei is too cruel!

Not only did they knock him out, they also tied his hands and feet. How afraid were they that he would escape?
He took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and his brain was working rapidly, thinking of a way to escape.

He looked around and saw that the storage room was cluttered with all kinds of sundries, old cardboard boxes, broken tables and chairs, and some utensils of unknown use, stacked up on top of each other.

The entire storage room was filled with a pungent musty smell that went straight into the nasal cavity, making people feel nauseous.

Suddenly, his eyes were attracted to a dark and hidden corner, where a cold light seemed to flash.

Looking closely, it turned out to be a discarded small razor blade.

Conan suddenly felt happy, as if he saw the light of day in the darkness. He gritted his teeth, ignored the pain and numbness in his body, and began to move his body hard, inch by inch, towards the direction of the blade.

Although every movement was accompanied by piercing pain and the rope kept rubbing against his skin, leaving bloody marks, he did not retreat at all.

Finally, with his persistence and hard work, his fingers touched the blade, and the cold touch gave him a glimmer of hope.

He held the blade carefully and began to cut the rope tied to his hands bit by bit.

The blade was very blunt, and each cut required all of his strength. His palm was cut by the blade and blood dripped onto the floor, but he was unaware of it and was only concentrating on the movements in his hands.

After an unknown amount of time, the rope on his hand finally broke with a "snap" sound, and Conan breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly untied the restraints on his feet and stood up with a somersault.

He moved his body, which was as stiff as a rusty machine, and his bones made a "cracking" sound. Then Conan quickly walked to the door of the storage room, grasped the door handle with both hands, and pushed hard, but found that the door was locked tightly from the outside and did not move at all.

Conan frowned slightly, a trace of thought flashed in his eyes, and he whispered to himself: "It seems that we can only think of another way."

His eyes scanned the storage room eagerly again, not missing any corner, and finally, his sight fell on the narrow window.

The window is so narrow that it can barely allow one person to pass through. However, in this seemingly desperate storage room, it becomes the only hope for Conan to escape.

"This is?"

Conan quickly brought a tattered box and dragged it laboriously under the window.

Then he quickly stepped onto the box, straightened his body, stretched out his arms, and reached upwards with all his strength, trying to reach the window.

However, it was a pity that he was only a six or seven-year-old child, and was not very tall. Due to his height disadvantage and the fact that the window was too high, he was still in trouble in this "battle" with the window, even with the box under his feet.

He tried several times, but failed miserably each time because he was just a little bit short of the distance.

The consequence of failure is that you fall back heavily on the box helplessly.

Every fall was accompanied by a dull sound and piercing pain.

But Conan was not discouraged by this, instead his eyes became more determined.

Because, if even he gave up, then Takei Naoko would really be hopeless!
"There must be a way. I can't give up here. Takei-san is still waiting for me to save her!"

Thinking of this, Conan's eyes quickly wandered among the sundries around him, trying to find a way to help him escape from here...

(End of this chapter)