So you wanted to send both of them to prison, huh?
You brat...
For a moment, Sato Miwako did not know what to say. They had staged their own kidnapping to dodge inheritance tax, yet he had escalated it and treated it as a real kidnapping, ready to send them all off to sew prison uniforms. It was a little extreme.
But on second thought, it was perfectly in line with procedure.
The main issue was that the two sisters had been asking for trouble.
They could have just staged their own kidnapping, but they had to drag a young lady from the Suzuki family into it.
Technically, the younger daughter.
Whether she was the elder or younger daughter, they had kidnapped a Suzuki family young lady. Did they think the Suzuki family would let it go?
No matter whether they had done it to stage a kidnapping and dodge inheritance tax or for some other reason, they had kidnapped a child of the Suzuki family without her knowledge.
At the least, it was wasting police force resources, filing a false report, and evading inheritance tax. At worst, if the Suzuki family pursued the matter, it was kidnapping—at the very least, unlawful restraint.
What had originally been a difficult situation had now become a dead end from both sides.
At that moment, Fujino suddenly remembered something. He turned toward the person in his passenger seat and the two in the back, reminding them—especially Ran, who was naturally a little airheaded—"Ran, don't say anything for now. We don't want them to notice anything strange."
"Okay..."
Ran nodded, not quite understanding what Fujino meant.
But since Senior had said so, she would obediently listen.
Fujino nodded at that.
He trusted Sato and Ayako. They definitely would not say anything careless.
After all,