Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Chapter 100 A Naked Demonstration

"Make way, I'm Inspector Megure from the Metropolitan Police Department." Inspector Megure showed his badge and pushed aside the crowd gathered in front of the decorative lights.

"Did the police respond so quickly?"

Inspector Megure said, "Because we had been informed in advance that someone would kill Representative Tonguchi today."

"Knowing beforehand, yet still failing to protect Representative Tunkou?"

The passerby's words made Inspector Megure feel a little embarrassed.

The police also had a difficult time. It was because the councilor himself did not cooperate with the police's work that he was killed, not because the police were incompetent.

"Perhaps it's because they knew beforehand that they..."

Inspector Megure's face darkened even more.

It was clearly because of the police's incompetence that Representative Tunkou died; don't overthink it.

This group of people likes to think about all sorts of random things.

"Takagi, how is it?"

“She’s not breathing anymore,” Takagi said.

"Is that so? Report this to headquarters immediately," Inspector Megure said calmly.

"Yes!"

There are always some people who are very dissatisfied with the police and scrutinize them with a magnifying glass.

"The police seemed very calm."

"Of course I'm calm, after all, I already knew that Representative Tunkou was going to die."

Inspector Megure's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

This clearly demonstrates Inspector Megure's composure and calmness in the face of danger and when dealing with cases.

In a corner where no one was watching, Sato kept his eyes fixed on Inspector Megure.

Currently, neither Kogoro Mouri nor forensic pathologist Nagamune are present at the scene; Shoichi's only henchman is Inspector Megure.

Let's see how Inspector Megure handles things this time.

Zhengyi used a red handkerchief given out at the memorial service to wipe the blood splattered on his hands.

"What are you afraid of?"

"No...no." Yoko Okino's voice trembled.

Zheng Yi shook his head.

As Mika's idol, how can you be afraid of dead people? Haven't you gotten used to the intensity here yet?

“Mr. Shoichi,” Yoko Okino said cautiously, pointing to Shoichi’s face, “there is blood on your face as well.”

"is it?"

Zheng Yi frowned and wiped the blood off his face. "That was disgusting."

While wiping away the bloodstains, Masakazu noticed that Sato seemed to be looking at him.

After wiping his face clean, he even smiled and greeted her.

However, Sato has been a bit rude lately and did not respond to Masakazu. After seeing Masakazu's smile, he turned his head away.

“Mr. Shoichi, you were the closest to Representative Tonguchi when that decorative lamp fell,” Inspector Megure asked as he approached.

“I think so,” Zheng Yi said. “I couldn’t see anyone next to me in the dark, but Councilor Tunkou definitely died next to me.”

Shoichi showed Inspector Megure his pants.

“Look, there’s still Congressman Tunkou’s blood on my clothes.”

Zhengyi's tone was a bit off.

He seemed to be feeling unwell because he had been stained with the blood of the senator.

But Inspector Megure was in an even worse mood.

Getting involved with Zheng Yi would make the case much more complicated.

Not only are the cases more difficult to solve, but the doubts raised by outsiders are enough to put the police in a difficult position.

"Did you see anyone suspicious?" Inspector Megure asked.

"No, I was terrified at the time because that decorative lamp almost hit me. And I also had to comfort this lady who was constantly worried." Masakazu pointed to Yoko Okino.

Inspector Megure frowned and continued, "You..."

"Wait!" Seiichi interrupted Inspector Megure.

"Your questions make me feel like you're interrogating a prisoner, which makes me very uncomfortable."

Inspector Megure choked.

Indeed, he had already unconsciously identified Zheng Yi as the murderer.

"Feel sorry."

Everyone else who saw this laughed.

I always felt like they were acting.

Poor acting skills can't fool anyone.

"In my opinion, this was purely an accident. It must have been because the hanging ring of the art lamp was old and in disrepair, and it just happened to fall on that politician's head," someone said.

“No, that won’t happen,” Inspector Megure said. “The police received a report beforehand that someone was trying to kill Senator Tonguchi. It’s definitely a murder.”

Kenzo Masuyama walked over and asked:
"Since the police had already received the call beforehand, why didn't they reveal who the caller was? Maybe the person who called the police is the murderer."

Inspector Megure shook his head and said, "When he called the police, he used a machine to alter his voice, so it was impossible to tell if he was male or female."

“Really? That’s strange,” Masuyama Kenzo said.

Who knows if this wasn't just someone else's own doing?
Maybe it was that guy who called the police first, and then tried to kill someone in front of them.

When it comes to self-directed and self-acted roles, many people turn their attention to Zheng Yi, and then quickly look away.

Zheng Yi, who loves making movies, has a high probability of directing and starring in them himself.

Those present were all prominent figures in society, and their sources of information were all quite reliable.

It is well known that Representative Tobuguchi and Seiichi had some disagreements regarding the construction of the Beika Municipal Building.

The method for resolving the differences is also the method that Zhengyi used in the past.

But speculation is speculation; everything must be based on evidence.

Conan picked up the handkerchief from the ground.

Among the unrelated people present, only he knew that this was definitely not an accident, nor was it a so-called murder committed by Zheng Yi.

Conan never really understood.

Zheng Yi has such a good personality, so why do all these people think that Brother Zheng Yi is a bad person?

The culprit this time is that organization, Pisco.

Pisco is definitely still inside the venue.

Conan looked at the purple handkerchief in his hand.

This is Conan's only clue. Although it's unknown whether the handkerchief is related to the murder case, it's not entirely impossible.

Once we find out whose handkerchief it is, we'll have more clues.

Conan excitedly ran to the front desk outside, asked which guests were there, and received a purple handkerchief.

Meanwhile, Masakazu encouraged Yoko Okino to make a scene for the police and get them to let them go.

News of the memorial service spread faster than expected.

Even though the police cordoned off the scene, many people still learned of the death of Representative Tunkou immediately.

In a Japanese-style office, Kuwata couldn't help but start making phone calls to some people.

"Don't you find it strange that Congressman Tunkou died?"

"What's so strange about it? It was an accidental death."

“Yes, it was an accidental death, just like in the movie ‘Final Destination.’ It was an accident, and there was no murderer.” After saying that, Sang Tian fell silent.

In the movie, those people are never killed by real murderers, but by death that can change the environment.

In reality, there is no Grim Reaper, but there are people who can change their environment.

"It's strange that Representative Tunkou happened to be standing under the art light, and why did the hanging ring of that art light suddenly break?" Kuwata asked.

"Who knows? Maybe it's just been in disrepair for years."

"Heh." Kuwata sneered, "Someone just called me. When Representative Tunkou died, he was very close to someone."

Sangtian picked up the teacup on the table and put it down again, fidgeting nervously as he said:
"An artist might be working on his third film script. And watching a scene of someone swallowing someone to death up close could stimulate his inspiration."

"You might be overthinking it. He might not be the one who killed him, and there's no evidence."

Sang Tian grabbed his hair and said, "How could there be any evidence? If there were evidence, his movie 'Final Destination' wouldn't have been released."

Just you wait and see, his "Final Destination 2" will definitely have the scene where Senator Tonguchi dies, if you're still alive by then.

"You're making it sound like I have a terminal illness."

Sangtian said, "Isn't it a terminal illness? Just by coming into contact with Zhengyi, you've already contracted a terminal illness. There's only one way to cure it: submit to Zhengyi!"

The person on the other end of the phone was also feeling very upset by what Sangtian said.

The voice on the other end said angrily, "Baka! Is there really no one who can do anything about him?"

“You can give it a try,” Sangtian said.

The person on the other end of the phone fell silent.

How can I try it?
Should we assassinate Zheng Yi and fight each other?
He didn't think he could kill Zhengyi.

If reckless courage could truly lead to bloodshed, then Japan would no longer have any zaibatsu (financial conglomerates).

Zheng Yi is not someone who often appears in the public eye, so even if some commoner really wanted to see if he could get a one-for-one exchange.

His first challenge was to find Zheng Yi.

Even if we really kill them, so what?

Can an ordinary person withstand the wrath of a tycoon who has been glorious for hundreds of years?
He hasn't reached a dead end yet, and he doesn't want to take the final step.

"Then let's give the project to Zheng Yi. It's just one project; it doesn't matter who we give it to. His company is more than capable of handling projects like this," the man said.

The demonstration has already been given; we can't be ungrateful.

He still wanted to live.

Sang Tian said with dissatisfaction, "What about the money we collected? Are we going to return it? Are you kidding me?"

"Damn it, I didn't take a single penny."

"Baka! You're not recording this, are you?"

"How can it be."

"idiot!"

……

"You mean the person who received the purple handkerchief?"

“That’s right, I just found a purple handkerchief, and I wanted to return it to him. That handkerchief should have another use later, right?” Conan said.

"Yes, after the memorial service, a color will be chosen, and the person holding the handkerchief of that color will have to give a speech about the memorial service," the receptionist said.

Then she looked through the list and told Conan who had received the purple handkerchief.

While Conan was relieved to have found a clue, Inspector Megure at the memorial service was already starting to feel the pressure.

Not only did Yoko Okino keep telling him she wanted to go out, but she also showed signs of throwing a tantrum.

The others at the memorial service were also suffering here and wanted to leave.

"When are we finally going to be let out?"

Inspector Megure said, "The culprit hasn't been found yet. Once the culprit is found, everyone can leave."

"There's no such thing as a murderer; it was just an accident."

"But our police had received a call reporting this before."

"That was just a prank, it has nothing to do with the death of Congressman Tunkou, it's just a simple coincidence," the guest said.

They didn't care about the truth; they only cared about leaving as quickly as possible and avoiding being accidentally hurt by anything.

The pressure on the police is increasing.

In the end, Inspector Megure gritted his teeth and chose to release the man.

Faced with the demands of hundreds of social elites, Inspector Megure could hardly ignore them.

Sato frowned as he watched Inspector Megure's performance.

Judging from his performance today, he did his job well and did not have any intention of wanting the murderer to escape. He just couldn't withstand the pressure at the last moment.

Could it be that this really has nothing to do with Zheng Yi?

After the police opened the gate, the guests inside rushed out and were walking out at a leisurely pace.

Sato walked over at this moment and said, "You don't seem scared at all, even though that art lamp almost hit you."

“I’ve already been scared,” Zhengyi said.

"You seem very happy now."

Zheng Yi looked at Sato and said, "Why are you unhappy? You know I'm a person who loves to create. The death of Senator Tokuguchi provided excellent material."

Zheng Yi had a bright smile on his face.

He gestured as he said, "Death manipulated the environment again, causing the hanging ring of the art lamp to break and crush a corrupt official to death."

Sato was stunned when he saw this.

He explained briefly, "You know, art needs to be processed. Although Representative Tunkou died in an accident, in the movie, he's supposed to die at the hands of Death."

Sato felt a chill.

She shouldn't have assumed that the death of Senator Tonguchi was unrelated to Shoichi.

"what happened to you?"

"fine."

Sato said with a normal expression.

Zheng Yi nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then handed Sato a business card: "I've noticed that you haven't been in a very good mental state lately. You might want to see a psychologist."

"Thank you, I will go." Sato took the business card that Masakazu handed him.

Zheng Yi smiled politely and said goodbye to Sato.

As he walked outside, he saw a short, stocky guy say, "Conan, it's time to go home."

"Brother Zhengyi".

Conan, holding up the purple handkerchief, said, "I suspect that the murderer of Senator Tonguchi is connected to the owner of this purple handkerchief."

"is it?"

Zheng Yi picked up the handkerchief from Conan's hand, looked at it, and, not seeing anything special about it, returned it to him.

“Since you believe the murderer is connected to the owner of this handkerchief, then go and investigate,” Zheng Yi said.

Conan's pupils dilated slightly, and he pointed at himself, saying, "Me?"

“Of course,” Zheng Yi said. “Investigating the truth is something that should be left to you detectives, even though you’re just a junior detective.”

Conan was moved by Shoichi once again.

He has never received this kind of attention since his body shrank.

Is it really possible to place such trust in a small child?

Zheng Yi continued, "Go ahead and investigate if you want. If you need any help, just contact me and I'll help you."

(End of this chapter)