Urban Romantic Divine Doctor
Chapter 696 - 695, Tricked Badly

Chapter 696: Chapter 695, Tricked Badly

In the end.

The coffin made of golden nanmu was placed in front of Pingliang Xiangzhi.

The patterns on the golden nanmu were quite beautiful, especially as they emitted a faint golden halo under the sunlight.

"Open the coffin," Fukuda Jiro said with a faint smile, instructing his men to open it.

After the coffin was opened.

A middle-aged man with a pale face lay quietly inside.

Fukuda Jiro smiled slightly, then looked at Pingliang Xiangzhi, "Miss Kaori, you should recognize the person lying in the coffin, right?"

"I can give you this person’s corpse, but I have a condition."

"As long as you agree to marry into our Fukuda family, I’ll help you arrange a grand funeral for Yano Yamato!"

He was a politician.

He knew that the best way to cement relationships was through family alliances.

A strong sense of despair rose in Pingliang Xiangzhi’s heart. She hadn’t expected her father’s remains to really be brought back by these people, leaving her at a loss.

"Hold on!" Xu Wendong’s voice rang out, "This corpse doesn’t seem to be Mr. Yano’s."

Fukuda Jiro sneered, "The facts are right before your eyes, not allowing you to argue."

On the contrary, Pingliang Xiangzhi looked at Xu Wendong with hope in her eyes.

Although she really wanted to see her father soon.

But she absolutely didn’t want this person to be her father.

Xu Wendong walked to the coffin, placed his hand behind Yano Yamato’s ear, and with a swift tug, he ripped off a human mask.

"See, I told you this wasn’t Mr. Yano," Xu Wendong said with a smile, holding up the human mask.

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Everyone present was stunned, their eyes filled with shock and bewilderment.

Who could tell me what on earth was going on?

Why did Xu Wendong pull a human mask off Yano Yamato’s face?

Looking at the unfamiliar face in the coffin, Fukuda Jiro flew into a rage, scolding a middle-aged man, "What the hell is going on? Who is the man in the coffin? Where is Yano Yamato?"

The middle-aged man looked sallow, his eyes full of panic and unease, "Sir, I... I also don’t know what’s going on!"

They had previously examined the body and confirmed Yano Yamato’s identity before accepting the corpse. But no one had expected that someone had tampered with it.

"Sir, it must have been those Shinapigs who tampered with it," the butler behind Fukuda Jiro said solemnly.

"Quickly contact them and ask what on earth is going on!" Fukuda Jiro’s face contorted like a lion on the brink of madness.

They had paid two hundred billion US Dollars to purchase Yano Yamato’s corpse.

And had even transferred the money into the opponent’s account.

If they couldn’t obtain Yano Yamato’s body, then the Fukuda family would be finished. They would face the biggest financial crisis in history and might even go bankrupt.

Not only that, but his political career would also come to a halt.

The butler hurriedly took out his phone and dialed a number, accusing the other side of failing to keep their promise and providing them with someone else’s corpse.

But the other party cursed back vehemently, "Damn your immortal ancestors, how did we not keep our promise? We clearly delivered Yano Yamato’s body to you, which you had verified by experts before you accepted it."

"And now, you say we gave you someone else’s body? Damn it, doesn’t your conscience hurt?"

"If you claim there is a problem with the body, we do not mind making this public, allowing people worldwide to judge whose fault it really is."

The butler was at a loss for words due to the curses.

Fukuda Jiro’s face turned extremely sullen, feeling as if he had to swallow the bitter pill in silence.

He knew he had been duped.

However.

The person who duped him was highly skilled.

The key issue was, he really didn’t dare let the other side publicize the matter.

Pingliang Xiangzhi was overwhelmed with joy, never expecting that things could take such a turn, truly beyond her imagination.

At the same time.

She felt even more grateful to have met Xu Wendong and that she had always trusted him without any doubt.

"Since it’s not my father, then I shall take my leave! However, I still must thank Mr. Koizumi for the efforts in helping search for my father’s remains!" Pingliang Xiangzhi said, as she linked arms with Xu Wendong and took a shuttle to leave the airport.

"Sir, this seems to be Koizumi Mamoru." The butler of the Fukuda family trembled in his voice. Although Koizumi Mamoru had always been in Great Xia handling affairs there, he returned several times a year.

The butler of the Fukuda family had seen him twice before.

Fukuda Jiro felt as if a bomb exploded in his head. As a politician, he sharply recognized the scent of intrigue.

Because he knew the Koizumi family suffered a great loss in Great Xia. Although he didn’t know what exactly had happened, now that Koizumi Mamoru was brought back by them, the Koizumi family would definitely think that this matter was directly related to them.

"For now, have someone take care of Koizumi Mamoru’s body. This matter absolutely cannot be known by others." Fukuda Jiro’s face was grim, although the strength of the Koizumi family was not as strong as the Fukuda family.

But now.

The Fukuda family lost two hundred billion US Dollars. In terms of family strength, they truly couldn’t compare with the Koizumi family.

The butler couldn’t help but say, "Sir, why don’t we directly give the body to the Koizumi family? If this matter is known by others, even if we’re innocent, we won’t be able to wash away the suspicion on us."

Fukuda Jiro shook his head, "I know Koizumi Oda’s character, he is inherently suspicious. If we give them the body, he will definitely believe Koizumi Oda died in our hands."

"Moreover, he might think we are deliberately humiliating them!"

"In this situation, it’s better to just take care of the body."

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"Miss Kaori, if I saw correctly, the person lying in the coffin just now should have been Koizumi Mamoru from the Koizumi family."

On the shuttle, Xu Wendong said to Pingliang Xiangzhi.

Pingliang Xiangzhi was a bit confounded.

She didn’t know why Koizumi Mamoru was lying in the coffin.

Nor did she know why Xu Wendong was telling her this.

Xu Wendong saw the confusion in Pingliang Xiangzhi’s mind, smiled, and said, "What I mean is, you can inform Koizumi Oda about Koizumi Mamoru."

"If Koizumi Oda knows his family member was brought back by the Fukuda family, what do you think he would think?"

Pingliang Xiangzhi wasn’t sure of Koizumi Oda’s thoughts, but she knew without thinking that the conflict between the two families was likely to be provoked.

With that in mind, Pingliang Xiangzhi took out her phone, found Koizumi Oda’s number, and dialed it. When the call connected, she said politely, "Mr. Koizumi Oda, if you have time now, you might want to have someone pay attention over at the airport. If nothing unexpected happens, soon a coffin will be transported out."

"Inside the coffin is the answer you want!"