Chapter 2147: Fat man
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Detective Conan: The Grey Winged Angel
- Gu Feng Ji
- 2195 characters
- 2021-03-03 07:17:53
July 11, Friday, morning.
Fatty Zhen Biyin is also completely baffled about his release on bail. The police have been asking him about the whereabouts of his money, but he would not say such things even if he was killed.
What a jail time, as long as there are 200 million yen, it’s okay to spend a few more years in jail.
The lawyer has already analyzed it for him. If you set a fire in a building with people, if you die, especially if more than one person is killed, and there are children among them, it must be a death sentence.
But now, Sugura and his son are not dead. At most, he intends to kill and then attempted the murder. Although the plot is bad, the sentence is much lower.
The police have obtained evidence of his profit in the financial market through the securities company, but he remained silent and the police lacked a key physical evidence.
However, now that there is a personal testimony of the victim, Mr. Sugiura, he can basically be convicted in a lawsuit.
For the attempted crime, if he can honestly confess his guilt, cooperate with the investigation, and take out the money, he should pay a tax fine and pay a fine, and the compensation should be paid to the Sugiura family. This way, the sentence will be one or two years. There will be probation.
If you do not cooperate, the sentence may be three to seven years.
He didn't want to go to jail, no one thought, but after knowing that he would spend a lot of money, he decided not to say anything.
He deliberately did not pay taxes. What he pays now is to pay a 20% profit income tax, plus a 40% fine, which is 60% off.
Compensation for a house is relatively trivial. The compensation for goods and spiritual compensation for the Sugiura family and the two households depends on the situation. If the compensation ceiling is quoted, in the end, 200 million yen will not be left.
He is an unemployed person. Now he has become an unemployed person behind a lawsuit. Who would hire him? No, it's a question of whether you can feed yourself.
If you go to jail, you can go to jail. As long as the money is still there, it’s all right together. If the money is gone, what’s the difference if you go to jail?
The difference is that one goes to jail inside and one goes to jail outside, and it’s worse outside.
Haven't seen the old man and old lady now like to go to jail? He steals a few hundred yen in a convenience store and waits to catch it. He doesn't want to be like that.
It’s just that Fatty Zhen Biyin really doesn’t understand, who got him out, his bail is not cheap.
He heard that, in order to recover his money, the prosecutor suggested that the amount of bail should be 200 million yen. The reason is that he has 200 million yen to hide his money.
Because of the witness of the victim, Mr. Sugiura, the referee also agreed to this proposal, which far exceeds the limit of the ordinary bail amount of 5 million yen.
In other words, someone spent 200 million yen to get him out. What are they going to do? This made the fat man really feel a little uneasy.
Fatty Zhen Biyin also thought of the police, but unfortunately, there is no bail supervisor around him because the prosecutor did not arrange it.
Apart from reporting the situation three times a day and not being allowed to leave Tokyo, there are no other conditions.
The prosecutor even thought maliciously that if Zhen Biyin did something stupid to trigger the cancellation of the bail conditions, it would be best. The bail money would not be refunded, and at least the taxes would be made up. ...
Nihonbashi Kayabacho 1-chome, Yamamaru Securities New Third Pagoda, a trading room.
Fatty Makiin also met Takei Katsuhiko and Yano Kenji under the leadership of a lawyer, and introduced him.
Fatty Zhen Biyin was also surprised and panicked because he knew that Wu Ju Shengyan was a large credit enterprise and the owner of Wu Ju Financial Corporation.
Freelancers like him who work outside know very well that Wuju Financial Corporation, a large-scale short-term loan company in Baidao, which is not an underground bank in the underworld, often does things that are darker than the underworld.
Takei Katsuhiko and Yan Yue told Zhenbi Yinya that he liked his abilities and hoped that he could work for him.
Yano Kenji also gave Fat Man Ma Biyin an account, which was 10 million yen, and asked him to operate it on the spot.
After , the two of them took the lawyer and left, leaving Fatty Zhen Biyin alone, and told him to order lunch at noon.
Fatty Zhen Biyin also slumped on the sofa, only then did the sweat burst out, and he was sweating profusely. ...
Until the end of the afternoon, Fatty Zhen Biyin didn't take a step out, and he didn't order lunch, so he was so nervous that he didn't feel hungry.
Just kidding, he knows that if his results can't satisfy Takei Katsuhiko, then his fate is really hard to say. It would be good to go back to jail.
After the market closed, Fatty Zhen Biyin also breathed a sigh of relief. He himself was quite satisfied with the answer sheet. He was lucky and received more than one million yen.
After a while, Takei Katsuhiko and Yano Kenji knocked on the door and came in, and Fatty Maori became nervous.
Kenji Yano checked the transaction records and found that there was no transaction in the morning, 37 transactions in the afternoon, all of which were one-third of the positions, 25 times and 12 losses were earned.
"I didn't dare to touch the futures index financial derivatives. The structure is a bit smaller and I am not confident enough. However, it may be because of the inability to let it go. I can't see any major problems for the time being. I need to adapt for a while."
Takei Katsuhiko stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Mabi Ginya, you are welcome to join."
"I dare not dare, ah, thank you." Zhen Biyin also waved her hands in fright, then reacted and went to shake hands.
As for rejection, he couldn't even think about it.
Takei Katsuhiko smiled and said, "By the way, Mr. Mabi doesn't seem to have lunch, and I'm hungry when I want to come. Come on, let's relax."
Yano Kenji said, "Don't let him drink, there will be one in the evening."
"At night? You mean the American market?" Zhen Biyin also said tremblingly, "That, I haven't done it."
Yano Kenji said, "It's okay, I'll take you."
"Alright, work, let's talk about it during work." Takei Katsuhiko smiled, "Please, Mr. Zhenbi."
"Dare not, please, please. Mr. Yano please."
At this moment, Zhen Biyinya's head was still not fainted, and he couldn't go to the place to eat-Ginza Food Pavilion. He quickly fainted when he saw the beauties. ...
Saturday, July 12th, before noon, the new third tower of Yamamaru Securities, cafe.
Yano Kenji came to the appointment with a yawn. He and Ma Biyin also slept on the couch in the trading room early this morning.
Takei Katsuhiko was not in a hurry, and waited for Kenji Yano to finish his breakfast before asking, "How is it?"
Yano Kenji laughed first without saying, "It’s a good harvest, but it’s hard to tell, but our investment is worth it."
"What do you say?" Takei Katsuhiko was a little curious.
Yano Kenji smiled and said: "He really doesn't understand the American market. He doesn't know the account I brought to play last night. The funds in it are 100 million U.S. dollars."
Takei Katsuhiko asked, "Well, then."
Yano Kenji said: "He used to have a small principal and was afraid of losing money, so he was satisfied with a little profit, so he stopped quickly."
"This kind of trading technique, if it is not like a good one-sided market, it may not be profitable, because a slightly larger fluctuation will drown him, and the profit will not be enough."
"He doesn't dare to touch high-risk transactions such as futures index futures financial commodities. He just focuses on stocks and only once in a while."
"That is, the continued decline in the market from last year to the present, which gave him a chance, and finally hit 200 million yen."
"In fact, his cautious habit is not bad when used under financial leverage."
Takei Katsuhiko stirred the coffee, "So what?"
Yano Kenji raised a finger, "So I also added 10 times the financial leverage to him, and he doesn't know that."
"What's the result?" Takei Katsuhiko took the coffee.
Yano Kenji smiled and said: "The fun is here. He thought he made only 3% of the profit last night, 3% of 100 million yen, 3 million yen, but in fact he made a profit. Nearly 30%, 30% of 100 million US dollars, about 30 million US dollars, 3 billion yen."
"Puff." Wu Ju Katsuhiko spit out the coffee he had drunk into the cup, which was really fun.
Yano Kenji said sternly: "To be honest, I know the truth about closing hands carefully and promptly. I know it myself. Traders also know it. It can be said that anyone who plays securities knows it."
"But knowing and accomplishing are two different things. In many cases, you may not be able to do it. This is a question of mentality and a question of psychological price."
"Playing in securities is to gain profit, greed, and always cover everyone."
"The most unstoppable masses of individual investors, they have no formal training, although they use their own money, but the more they make money, the more they want to make money, the more they lose money, the more they want to make it back, and they often find it hard to extricate themselves."
"Although regular traders are trained, they use other people's money. They have rewards for earning them, and they don't have much burden when they lose. They are inherently chasing profits, which runs counter to caution."
"It is rare for Zhen Biyin to be cautious, but I think if he knows what he did, his mentality will change."
"Whether it is suffering from gains and losses, or complacent, this is not what I want, but the current state. This kind of cautious him is what I want and can fill my shortcomings."
"Therefore, it is best not to tell him about these things. If he really wants to know, his heart will be confused, and maybe it will be abandoned."
"It's best to keep him on forever. Of course, this is impossible. After studying and observing, he will eventually find that he did it. Now I hope this can be longer, at least to end the financial crisis."
Takei Katsuhiko nodded and smiled: "Understand, then don't let him learn to observe, try to maintain this state."
Yano Kenji stretched his waist~EbookFREE.me~ Okay, he should be ready to clean up, I will leave it to you, I will go back first. "
"No problem." Takei Katsuhiko took the coffee to see him off, and then found Yano Kenji's strange smile, and he immediately reacted. Amid Yano Kenji's laugh, he put down the coffee in embarrassment.
After Yano Kenji left, Takei Katsuhiko thought for a while and called to arrange matters.
After a while, Fatty Zhen Biyin also came to report. ...
At noon, Ginza material pavilion.
Fatty Zhen Biyin also followed Takei Katsuhiko over again, hoping for a beautiful woman in his heart, but there was nothing.
Fatty Zhen Biyin is also worried. Could it be that Wu Ju's performance last night was dissatisfied with Wu Ju?
Takei Katsuhiko saw it, and explained to him that the beauties in Liuting usually don't see guests at noon, especially on weekends. They work at night or at night.
Fatty Zhen Biyin is also very embarrassed, forgetting this. ...
In the afternoon, Ota District, studio.
Fatty Zhen Biyin also looked at the group of beauties in front of him, the most famous female stars, all bloodshot.
And I heard that you can try it first, and then choose two people to become his long-term partners. Fatty Zhen Biyin also felt a hot nose and had a nosebleed.
It’s so exciting, it’s something you can’t even dream of when you dream, it only exists in a fantasy scene.
Takei Katsuhiko took all his men back and let him enjoy it slowly. ...
In the afternoon, Takei Katsuhiko took Zhen Biyin with soft legs to the car dealership with his two female companions, asked him to pick a luxury car, and then bought it for him to drive.
didn't buy it for him, just opened it for him, but this also made Zhen Biyin very happy.
After , when he went to Harumi, Ma Biyin also moved into a super high-rise apartment overlooking Tokyo Bay. ...