Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 948 - 528

Chapter 948: 528

"This is already the fourth, and the last one," Elijah Hastings whispered, pointing to a courtyard in the city suburb, "According to the information we obtained earlier, living here is Kimura Yoshikazu, a descendant of Kimura Heitaro. He inherited his parents’ estate and has been continuously funding the Xingya Guanyin Temple..."

"Unfortunately, the previous three were too clueless, knew nothing - and didn’t know they were being used," Douglas Cooper said alongside. "Otherwise, we could have grasped the tail of the backstage manipulators by now!"

When Sean Knight arrived from China, Elijah and his team had already begun gathering information on these four families.

Because they acted quickly, the earlier three families hadn’t received any unusual notices and were caught red-handed at home by Sean and his team.

They also found evidence that these guys were funding the Xingya Guanyin Temple and secretly colluding with right-wing militarist elements.

What puzzled Sean was that these guys were truly unrepentant.

This left Sean and his team with no qualms about getting their hands dirty.

It took two days, and this was the last family.

The only pity, as Douglas had said, was that they hadn’t found information about the mysterious organization behind the scenes.

"Let’s go, if it’s just an old man, we don’t need to make too much effort," Sean said.

"Perhaps he’s done so many bad things that that’s why he ended up with no descendants!" Douglas couldn’t help but sneer, then followed Sean quietly into the courtyard.

Upon entering the courtyard, Sean suddenly gestured:

"Stop! This old man... is waiting for us!"

With Sky Eye active, Sean saw an elderly man wearing a kimono and sitting on his knees on tatami mats in the living room, with a katana laid out in front of him.

The old man had his eyes slightly closed. When Sean and his team entered the courtyard, the old man’s eyes opened.

"You think?" mumbled Douglas. "Could it be a coincidence?"

"Let’s go, let’s go inside. It’s really just him," Sean guessed the elder must have installed monitoring cameras in the house, which was why he was aware of them.

However, with his Sky Eye, he could see that in the entire courtyard, there was indeed only the old man.

Elijah pushed the door open first, and the group walked in.

"I knew you would come!" Kimura Yoshikazu said calmly, looking at Sean and his team with their faces covered:

"I knew this day would eventually come; I just didn’t expect it... to be now..."

"Let’s hear it then. Any last words." Since the opponent understood Chinese and had predicted their arrival, Sean felt there was no need for further talk.

"I just hope... that the killing ends here," Kimura Yoshikazu sighed and said, "My ancestors committed wrongs in China, and we have been paying for them, but we can never gain your forgiveness..."

"Stop spouting this useless talk," Sean interrupted him coldly, "If you have a conscience and wish for redemption, then tell us about the organization behind the scenes. That would be more useful than your pointless chatter!"

"To think you even uncovered the presence of the mysterious organization..." Kimura Yoshikazu said, somewhat surprised, looking at the young intruders, though their faces were masked:

"But I’m sorry, the organization behind the scenes is very cautious, and I don’t know what they are doing. However, I can tell you, you must be on their list by now, and you will meet them soon..."

As he talked, Kimura Yoshikazu slowly drew the sword, murmuring:

"Although my ancestor was designated a war criminal, the greatest criminal of all escaped punishment... The Mysterious Organization, huh..."

As Sean and his team watched, Kimura Yoshikazu slowly undid his kimono, revealing his abdomen, and then, with a solemn expression, wiped the katana, turned its blade towards himself, took a deep breath, and with trembling hands, stabbed fiercely into his stomach!

Originally, Sean thought Kimura had some remnants of the Bushido spirit, but he didn’t expect that the blade would insert less than ten centimeters before the pain became too much, and Kimura stopped.

"Ah—" Despite wanting to maintain his warrior’s dignity, the intense pain, combined with his life of indulgence, made it unbearable, and he cried out loud.

Sean and the other two initially had serious expressions, but is this it?

With expressions like spectators at a play, they made Kimura Yoshikazu feel ashamed, yet he couldn’t care about that at the moment.

Releasing the katana, he pointed at Sean, tremblingly saying:

"Help me... help me... help me... call..."

"Alright, I’ll lend you a hand!" Lincoln Harrington suddenly stepped forward and snatched the katana!

Kimura Yoshikazu muttered a few words and looked at Lincoln in astonishment.

Lincoln held the sword with both hands, walked behind Kimura Yoshikazu, raised the sword, and brought it down fiercely!

Kimura Yoshikazu’s head was chopped off and rolled twice on the tatami mat.

Whether from old age or some other reason, the blood from his neck didn’t spurt up very high.

"Not a bad sword," Lincoln looked at the sword, then tossed it onto the body.

Douglas finally reacted, and he couldn’t help but say:

"Did I just hear that old fellow saying... call an ambulance?"

Elijah said with an expressionless face:

"That’s what I heard as well."

"Then you heard wrong," Lincoln said just as expressionlessly, "All I heard was him saying ’lend me a hand.’ So I just lent him a hand."

Sean watched the scene, unsure whether to laugh or to... laugh—these guys!