Daily Spy Life in the Detective Conan World

Chapter 655 Conan's Little Secret

Daimon Kazuki's gaze lingered on Kogoro Mouri for a second longer, but only for a second.

As a key member of the management at Daimon Heavy Industries, he had no time to pay attention to detectives and merely nodded slightly to Kogoro Mouri.

“I think it would be a good choice for Father to stay at home and have a few drinks with friends when he has time. Why waste his time at the company? Why not just leave it all to Yishu?”

The daughter-in-law, who had been criticized by Daimon Haraichiro and Daimon Yoshiro, interrupted at an inopportune moment, her eyes filled with fearlessness, as if she were facing not her father-in-law, but a stranger passing by on the street.

The smile that Daimon Haraichiro had on his face froze instantly, and he glared at his daughter-in-law.

Kayoko Daimon was not intimidated by her father-in-law's power and said aggressively, "That's right. After all, he's reached an age where he should be enjoying his retirement at home."

"By the way, what's Lianglang doing back here? Is he trying to take a share of the family fortune? He ran away from home after graduation, and now, five years later, he's suddenly back to try and seize the family property?"

Compared to Daimon Haraichiro's wife, Daimon Kanako was more sharp-tongued and sarcastic, and Daimon Kazuki had no intention of stopping her, instead watching the spectacle unfold.

It was clearly a family matter, yet they showed no intention of keeping it from outsiders.

If Natsukawa were Daimon Hara Ichiro, he'd probably be so angry he'd go to the dark web to have those two assassinated.

He couldn't help but pat Anya's fluffy hat. Fortunately, Anya was well-behaved. Although she was unreliable, she genuinely cared about him, Joel, and Ai Haibara, and would never do something so ungrateful.

"Have you said enough?"

Ichiro Daimon stared expressionlessly at Kayoko Daimon and Kazuki Daimon; the aura of a long-time superior still held sway.

"Father, I'm leaving now. The finances will proceed according to my plan."

Kayoko Daimon and Kazuki Daimon didn't want to say too much in front of outsiders, so they walked out of the room expressionlessly.

With her exceptional hearing, Natsukawa even overheard Kayoko, who had just stepped out of the room, asking Daimon Kazuki when Daimon Haraichiro would die.

Upon hearing this, Kazuki Daimon was not angry at all. Instead, he replied casually, telling Kayoko Daimon to wait patiently.

This should have been shot directly at the wall in the first place.

The faces and personalities of the Daimon family quickly came to life in Natsukawa's mind. It seemed that none of them were normal. Even Daimon Yoshiro, the second son whom he hadn't seen for several years, seemed to be digging a pit for Daimon Haraichiro.

Outside the window, the wind and snow howled, but inside, there was boundless jubilation.

Kogoro Mouri picked and chose a few cases to recount, leaving Ichiro Daimonhara completely bewildered.

After getting tipsy, Ichiro Daimonhara lost his dignity as the company president and seemed to let his true nature show. He even put on Hideyuki Okinawa's armor to entertain Kogoro Mouri's story.

Conan observed Natsukawa the whole time, while Natsukawa sat quietly, occasionally chiming in for Mori, as if he were really there for a vacation.

"I'm going out to have a cigarette."

It was nearly midnight, and neither Mori nor Daimon showed any sign of stopping. Natsukawa greeted them, opened the door a crack, and stepped out.

"Hey, Natsukawa-kun."

As soon as he stepped out of the room, Conan followed closely behind.

Is there anything I can help with?

Xia Chuan turned around with a surprised expression, then chuckled and shook his head: "No need. This family's character speaks for itself. Daimon Heavy Industries' finances do indeed have big problems. I'm afraid the things Daimon Kazuki is going to arrange for the finances to be handled tomorrow will give me the answer."

Is it really for tax purposes?
Natsukawa was so serious that Conan was actually a little taken aback.

He scratched his head, his eyes darting around, "Just now, the gatekeeper said that the finance department will be doing the accounting according to his plan tomorrow, so maybe the accounting details are in his room. Are you planning to..." Conan made a sneaky, lewd gesture.

What are you thinking about!?

Xia Chuan chuckled and shook his head: "The National Taxation Bureau at least has the right to raise suspicions. If they confirm there's a problem, they can just come and investigate. Do you think Damen Heavy Industries would dare not produce the invoices?"

"With my abilities, I can still tell whether there are problems with the cash flow or the taxes."

"That's right."

The IRS and the Metropolitan Police Department are not the same thing, but Conan seems to be confusing the two.

"But Xia Chuan-ge probably didn't come out just to have a smoke, right?"

Conan seemed to have seen through something; his smile was slightly lewd, and his confident expression suggested that he already knew something.

"Uh?"

Xia Chuan scratched his head, then lit a cigarette, blew out a smoke ring, and asked, "What do you mean?"

“Ania told me that the brewery and Daimon Heavy Industries are connected, right? Daimon Yoshiro hasn’t been home for five years. He’s actually been acting as a liaison between the brewery and Daimon Heavy Industries. And now Daimon Heavy Industries has the smelting technology to melt down and recast Torada Eita’s batch of gold. You’re here to confirm whether that gold is here, right?”

“I saw what happened to Uncle Yuri. I also asked Dr. Agasa to find out that there are police officers checking each toll gate at several locations in Tokyo, Nagano, and Gunma, and the roads connected to these toll gates all lead to Hideyu Village.”

Even though he was asking a question, Conan had an expression that said, "That's right, that's exactly it."

"You have such a vivid imagination. You're wasting your talents as a detective. I think you could become a novelist like your dad."

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if you don't admit it, I already know anyway, now just watch me!"

Conan turned to look at the side room, where he could hear Kogoro Mouri and Ichiro Daimon laughing, along with Ran and Yoshiro Daimon trying to dissuade him.

That's right, Yoshiaki Daimon is here too.

After all, Xia Chuan and his group were invited by him, and it would be a bit impolite not to sit down and have a seat.

"Ryosuke Daimon is in the room right now. I also have a tranquilizer dart. I just heard from the maid that Kazuki Daimon usually sleeps in the media room. The financial documents you asked for might be there too."

"Here's the tranquilizer dart. Go to the video room and steal the financial documents. Then I'll go to Yoshiaki Daimon's room and see if there are any clues about gold or the winery."

If Natsukawa refuses again at this point, Conan will be able to confirm that Natsukawa's presence here is related to the winery.

He knew Xia Chuan to some extent, and Xia Chuan couldn't possibly ignore matters related to the winery and instead investigate tax information.

"Why didn't you go to the video room? You're more familiar with the accuracy of the anesthetic injection." Xia Chuan asked with a half-smile, "Are you afraid I'll secretly steal the information you want?"

Conan didn't say anything, but his meaning couldn't be clearer.

"What if there are other people in Damen Lianglang's room?"

"How can it be!"

Conan scoffed, "The fewer people who know about this, the better, unless..."

Before he could finish speaking, Conan noticed that Natsukawa's expression was gradually becoming serious, so he asked, "Natsukawa-nii, did you find out something?"

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)