The driver-assistant said quietly, "Looks like everything went very smoothly."
Mrs. Asahi gave a soft acknowledgment, casually picked up the documents beside her, and flipped through them with a smile.
A closer look revealed that the documents were filled with information on Jiang Xia's cases and murder cases, with a statistical chart attached at the end.
—Whenever someone hired Jiang Xia, accidents of one sort or another tended to happen around them.
Mrs. Asahi had first noticed this because of several friends who kept cats.
Even among the circle of wealthy ladies, lives varied greatly. Some rich women were second generation, born with golden spoons in their mouths; some had married up and routinely endured their husbands' beatings and abuse; others kept Pretty Boys and juggled eighteen lovers, living easy and happily.
After coming into contact with Jiang Xia, some rich women went in, while others went down. The remaining lucky ones with good tempers got promotions, made fortunes, and lost their husbands, leading perfect lives.
Mrs. Asahi also enjoyed admiring handsome High School Detectives, but a woman who had swiftly seized all the assets and the company after her husband's death certainly did not care only about such things.
"I wonder whether, for a Detective like Jiang Xia, this counts as bad luck or good luck." Mrs. Asahi set the documents aside, her thoughts racing. "But such a powerful Case Magnet Constitution is rare. It would be a shame not to take advantage of it."
Like those other criminals, staining one's hands with blood in order to punish scum was the stupidest thing one could do.
Mrs. Asahi preferred methods that were environmentally friendly and efficient.
She looked at her distant cousin and her cousin's son, with little warmth in her eyes. "Let this be an experiment. I hope