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    “Truck?! What on earth is happening?!”


    The butler quickly responded, “The other party drove a truck right up to the vi, iming it was a gift for you inside.”


    “What about the people who delivered it?!”


    “I heard about it through the doorbell inte. By the time I got outside, they had vanished, but the truck was still there…”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    Takahashi felt a shiver run down his spine upon hearing this!


    Who delivers gifts in a truck? And just leaves it at your doorstep?!


    Especially during such a sensitive time!


    With these thoughts racing in his mind, he anxiously asked, “Have you opened it to see what’s inside?”


    The butler replied, “No, I wanted to wait for you to return before checking.”


    Takahashi eximed, “Call the police! Call the police! There could be a bomb in that truck!”


    The housekeeper hurriedly reassured him, “My lord, we conducted tests for explosives and toxic substances, and nothing abnormal was found.”


    “Nothing abnormal?” Maki Takahashi let out a sigh of relief at this news.


    Typically, if someone intends to cause harm, they would use either bombs or poisons. Since the tests showed no issues, it seemed safe.


    The equipment used at their home for detecting explosives and toxins is the same as that used at airports and customs, known for its high uracy. If any hazardous materials were present, they would be impossible to hide.


    With this in mind, he dered, “I’ll be back in just a few minutes, so wait for me.”


    After ending the call, Takahashi rubbed his temples, feeling a wave of exhaustion wash over him.


    From yesterday until now, Tokyo has been in such chaos that he was already on edge.


    Ten minutester, Takahashi Machi returned to his vi.


    One notable difference between Japan and China is that many houses in Japan are constructed by homeowners rather than developers, reminiscent of China several decades ago. Regardless of wealth, people buynd to build their own homes.


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    Machi Takahashi’s mansion, located not far from the Japanese Imperial Pce, boasts an excellent location and ample space.


    As he approached his home, he noticed a frozen truck parked alongside the road.


    The butler rushed over to open the door for him, saying respectfully, “Mr. Takahashi, this is the truck. The door is locked, and the engine is still running; the freezer at the back is actively cooling.”


    Takahashi stroked his chin, unable to hold back a chuckle: “Who on earth delivered this? Are they trying to give me ice cream in the middle of winter?”


    At that moment, Eiji Takahashi, his hands in ster, was supported by a servant as he sleepily emerged from the grand entrance. Spotting Machi Takahashi and the still-operating frozen truck, he asked in surprise, “Dad, what’s going on?”


    Maki Takahashi shook his head, saying, “I have no idea who this idiot is. They brought this truck and imed it was a gift for me.”


    Takahashi Eiji frowned, asking, “Is it a seafood delivery truck? I ordered a premium bluefin tuna yesterday, and they said it would arrive in two days.”


    The butler quickly interjected, “Master, the person who delivered it earlier specifically said it was a gift for you, not for Eiji.”


    Takahashi Eiji pondered aloud, “Could it be a mistake? What happened to the delivery person?”


    “They ran off…”


    “That’s strange…” Takahashi Eiji remarked, “Why would they leave the truck behind while delivering something?”


    Maki Takahashi’s brow furrowed deeper: “This all feels a bit odd…”


    The butler then suggested, “My lord, we’ve confirmed there’s no danger. Would you like to open the freezer?”


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