Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Chapter 117 Beware of Zheng Yi
"Hey, let's find another opportunity to go to the tropical amusement park together. After all, we didn't even see each other on Qixi Festival."

How can I possibly meet you in this body?

Conan looked outside the phone booth and saw several of his elementary school friends passing by.

"Well, I'm sorry, Xiaolan, I still have a case on my hands right now. I'll call you later."

"Wait, Shinichi, all you know is..."

Conan hung up the phone in the phone booth.

He couldn't possibly use Shinichi Kudo's identity to be with Ran.

"Conan, we're just about to come find you."

"Really."

Conan, holding an umbrella, naturally blended into the group of elementary school students and played a guessing game with them.

After gaining the admiration of the elementary school students, Conan looked back at the phone booth he had just been in.

A man in a gray suit was shot and killed in the street by another man when he came out after making a phone call inside.

"That uncle has been shot! Call an ambulance! The person running away is the killer, I'm going after him!"

Conan dropped his umbrella and chased after the culprit.

"hateful!"

Conan chased after the culprit for a while, but soon lost sight of him.

Helpless, he could only run back to the victim's side and say, "Uncle, you have to hang in there. Who fired the shot?"

The man who was shot was no longer able to speak; he just grabbed his chest hard with his hand.

……

"Around 2 p.m. this afternoon, at the traffic lights in Beika Park, Detective Narazawa was shot and killed by an unidentified person. The perpetrator is still at large."

The Metropolitan Police Department has increased its personnel and established an investigation headquarters.

Shoichi was spreading anxiety to Ai again: "Japan is really too dangerous. A grown man was shot and killed in the street."

It's hard to imagine that this is a country with relatively strict gun control.

If this continues, what if the country's prime minister is also assassinated?

"You're worried about getting shot, aren't you?" Ai said.

You infamous bastard, the line of people who want to kill you stretches from Tokyo all the way to Pearl Harbor.

"No, I'm genuinely worried about Japan's future," Masakazu said earnestly.

Shoichi said, "The Japanese people are currently extremely insecure. I think the government can completely relax the restrictions on security companies."

“Nowadays, any criminal on the street has a gun. How can security personnel protect themselves and their employers if they don’t have guns?”

Therefore, restrictions on firearms for security personnel should be relaxed.

If the police can't even protect themselves, how can they protect the public?

Therefore, these guys should admit their incompetence and let those who are capable of protecting the people protect the Japanese people.

Ai looked at Shoichi and felt that this guy seemed to be the type to stir up trouble.

This guy doesn't seem like someone with a strong sense of social responsibility.

And what is this guy trying to do by relaxing restrictions on firearms?
……

"It's just a detective who died. These kinds of things aren't uncommon in Tokyo. Why do you think it's related to Masakazu?"

Kaito looked at Hakuba Saguru helplessly.

Even before Zheng Yi returned to Japan, Japan was already in a state of chaos.

His return to Japan only made things more chaotic; there's really no need to put Zheng Yi on the blame for everything.

Zheng Yi had no grudge against this detective, so why did he want to kill him?

Kaito sensed that Hakuba Saguru was somewhat possessed.

I stood Qingzi up at the amusement park again, and I'm going to get nagged again.

Hakuba Saguru flipped through the files and said, "Officer Narasawa and Officer Sato are colleagues in the same department. They have investigated many cases together, and their camaraderie as comrades and colleagues is quite deep."

"And then?" Kaito asked.

Did Masakazu kill Officer Narasawa just to make Officer Sato sad?
In that case, it would be more damaging to Sato to have Inspector Megure commit suicide.

Hakuba Saguru shook his head and said, "Actually, I think the mastermind behind this incident is Shoichi, not because of Sato."

"What is it? Just tell me, okay?" Kaito said impatiently.

I hate mystics who try to be mysterious.

“Zhengyi wanted to set up a security company, but the police refused,” Baiba Saguru said.

Security companies need to obtain permission from the police to carry out specific security services.

Kaito asked, puzzled, "Aren't the Metropolitan Police Department all Shoichi's lackeys? How could the police refuse Shoichi's request?"

This is incredible.

Hakuba Saguru glared at Kaito.

That outspoken fellow—at least his father—is definitely not a lackey of the Zhengyi sect.

There are still many righteous people in the Metropolitan Police Department.

Kaito shrugged and said, "Besides, there are so many murders in Japan now, and many people need to spend money to buy peace of mind. They should really need security companies."

It's hard to understand why the police would refuse Zheng Yi's request.

“There are now tens of thousands of security companies in Japan,” Hakuba Saguru said.

Although most security companies have no more than 100 employees, that is still a lot.

Based on Zheng Yi's business practices.

When he enters an industry, he will absolutely "kill" and "kill".

This is a security company.

Every company has many skilled people, and many companies even have ties to organized crime, but those people won't just sit idly by and be killed.

If Zheng Yi were to break in, the entire security industry could cause Japan's population to decline.

It could even be more exciting than the gang warfare of yesteryear.

How can we let him in?

Bai Ma Tan even heard his father say that some high-ranking figures had tried to persuade Zheng Yi to give up his idea of ​​entering the security industry.

They have already provided him with some policy support in the automotive industry.

Your car company was just acquired and hasn't even started developing yet, so don't rush into another field.

Hakuba Saguru speculated, "I suspect that Shoichi might kill a detective to force the Metropolitan Police Department to express his dissatisfaction."

Narasawa became the 'unlucky one' because he was close to Inspector Sato.

Kaito grinned.

Is it really that dark?

But considering that Hakuba Saguru was the son of the Superintendent General of Police, it was reasonable for him to know some dark secrets, so he did not refute it.

Could a conscientious detective really die because of a disagreement between a conglomerate and the police?
It's just a difference of opinion.

This is so tragic.

As a carefree phantom thief, Kaito's mood became heavy as he encountered these things for the first time.

He placed his hand on Hakuba Saguru's shoulder and said solemnly, "We must find evidence of Shoichi's crimes!"

“Yes, that’s for sure,” Hakuba Saguru said firmly.

That evening, Kaito bid farewell to Hakuba Saguru with a heavy heart.

This harsh reality was still too heavy for a high school student like him.

Is Zheng Yi, that guy who can laugh and joke even when he's drowning people, really that ruthless?
The next morning, Kaito, who had developed a habit of reading the newspaper, took a look at it and his heart sank again.

Detective Yoichiro Shiba of the Metropolitan Police Department was found dead in his own underground parking garage.

Two police officers died in one day; this was definitely not a personal grudge.

It's like someone has declared war on the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department!
That guy!

"Damn it!"

"Beep, beep, beep~"

Kaito glanced at his phone; it was Aoko. In a bad mood, he hung up immediately.

A moment later, the phone rang again.

This time it was Hakuba Saguru calling, and Kaito chose to answer.

"Hey, Kaito, have you read today's newspaper?" Hakuba Saguru asked.

"Looked."

“Another detective has died. I feel my guess is pretty much right,” Hakuba Saguru said.

This is Zheng Yi's provocation and demonstration against the police.

“I think more police officers will be killed. Two deaths alone won’t achieve our goal,” Hakuba Saguru said.

“But neither Inspector Megure nor Kogoro Mouri had the time to kill anyone,” Kaito said.

When Narasawa died, he and Hakuba Saguru were respectively monitoring the two men.

They didn't even have time to make a move.

“They probably weren’t the ones who did it the first two times,” Hakuba Saguru said. “I have a feeling that Shiratori’s wedding celebration will definitely not be peaceful either.”

White Horse asked, "Are you really not coming in with me? I can take you in with me."

"No need," Kaito refused.

Who knows if Zheng Yi will target the people around him, so it's best not to appear in front of Zheng Yi recently.

What he needs to do now is to keep a low profile for a while, and then come out and help the boss "catch fish to eat" when needed.

……

"Ah!"

Zheng Yi rubbed his nose, feeling that a lot of people were talking about him lately.

I haven't let Conan run around everywhere lately, so why are so many people still talking about him?

Ai, who was standing next to her, felt something was off.

Every time he cursed Zheng Yi in his heart, he would sneeze.

Does he really lack emotional sensitivity?

Zheng Yi, holding the newspaper, said, "Things have been really chaotic lately; another detective has died."

Journalists in Tokyo are so lucky; they never have to worry about running out of things to report or about their news not selling.

There are always people who make headlines every now and then.

The newspapers are going crazy with all sorts of speculation: it was done by radicals, it was retaliation by violent groups, it was a personal grudge, it was a challenge to the police, and so on.

"Ai, do you want to bring a handgun for self-defense when you go to school these days?" Zheng Yi asked.

"unnecessary."

"You don't like pistols? Submachine guns and rifles are too flashy, aren't they?" Zheng Yi said.

Ai looked at Masakazu speechlessly.

She was going to school, not to fight a war.

"Stop spreading anxiety. Those media outlets always like to sensationalize people's misfortunes to gain attention," Xiao Ai said.

Murders don't happen that frequently.

If Shoichi hadn't killed anyone, Ai Haibara believed she would never have encountered a murder case in her life.

"Wow, Ai is so smart, she saw through those media outlets right away," Zheng Yi said.

Ai pouted.

That sarcastic, mocking face of hers is truly despicable. She's not a real child; she doesn't need to be coaxed like that.

Zheng Yi said, "It's better to prepare some self-defense items. It's still very dangerous outside, not as safe as home."

"unnecessary."

……

night.

Rice flower sun plaza hotel.

"This is a real headache. Officer Shiratori's sister really knows how to pick her timing. There's no need to invite her to a wedding at this time."

"Because this date was set a month ago," Masakazu said, leading Ai over. "Now that this has happened, we can't blame her."

"Besides, it was just a wedding celebration, and all the guests were close friends."

Kogoro Mouri frowned when he saw Shoichi.

This person is not a good person.

Kogoro especially didn't want to be associated with him.

"Brother Zhengyi." *3
Unlike Kogoro, the three people around him were all eager to get involved with Shoichi and were very enthusiastic about him.

After greeting Masakazu, Ran squatted down and said to Ai, "Ai looks very cute today."

"Thank you, you look beautiful today too," Ai said.

"What about me? What about me?" Sonoko asked, leaning closer.

Ai glanced at Sonoko and said softly, "Your clothes are very fashionable too."

Conan also joined Masakazu in conversation, exchanging their analysis of the police officer's murder.

Talking to Kogoro Mouri about this is a complete waste of breath. That guy doesn't understand reasoning at all, and because he's a child, I don't respect his opinions.

But Zheng Yi is different.

Although Zheng Yi Ge doesn't understand reasoning, he respects his ideas, listens attentively to him, and responds to him.

Masashi said to Conan, "I'm planning to start a security company. If you'd like, you can go there and train."

"Security company?"

“That’s right. There have been too many murders in Japan lately, and I couldn’t bear to see people die from various murders, so I founded a security company,” Zheng Yi said.

“Brother Zhengyi, you’re still too kind,” Conan said.

Is this the social responsibility of an entrepreneur?
Masakazu smiled and said to Conan, "Because we might encounter some complex cases, I've hired many well-known detectives to work for the security company."

Aren't you interested in detective work? You can come to my company and talk to the detectives there.

"Really? That's great!" Conan said.

“But you won’t get paid, so consider it working for me for free,” Zheng Yi said.

“I don’t need a salary,” Conan said.

He had helped the police solve cases before, and he had never received any money.

They had a great time chatting, turning Kogoro Mouri into an empty-nest old man.

"Alright, let's take the elevator instead," Kogoro said, dissatisfied.

Several people entered the elevator.

Sonoko asked curiously, "Ran, do you know what kind of person the groom, Mr. Haruzuki, is?"

“I’ve only heard that he’s a painter, and a relatively unknown one at that,” Xiaolan said.

“If he’s nobody, I definitely wouldn’t want to be friends with him,” Sonoko said.

Ai secretly pouted.

Is this the social circle of a chaebol heiress?
Zheng Yi smiled and said, "He's just not well-known yet. I think his paintings are excellent, and it's only a matter of time before he becomes a great painter."

He has already amassed quite a collection of his paintings.

A painter who marries into the Shiratori family—that's a very promising career path.

"Really? Then I really need to get to know him. To be praised by a well-known art critic like Zheng Yi, he must be quite talented," Yuanzi said.

Art critic?
Ai blinked. What kind of weird titles does Zheng Yi have?
Is this something that can be bought with money?
The group arrived at the registration area and encountered Eri Kisaki.

To Kogoro's dismay, Eri Kisaki also chatted with Shoichi first, ignoring him.

What should I do if my daughter, wife, and adopted son all prefer someone else?
“Mr. Mori, it’s time to go,” Masakazu said to Kogoro.

Kogoro gritted his teeth, walked silently to the front of the group, and stubbornly refused to talk to anyone.

Eri asked Ran, "What's that guy up to now?"

"I don't know." Xiaolan shook her head, puzzled. "Maybe they want to get to the celebration venue as soon as possible."

Several people arrived at the celebration.

Because of Officer Shiratori, many police officers came to the celebration.

"Any police officer could tell that he had a fierce look on his face and the atmosphere was so oppressive it was unbearable," Eri Kisaki said.

"It's because of that case."

A boy with an eagle perched on his shoulder walked over: "They have no time for eating, drinking, or having fun because they are investigating that case."

"Who are you?" Kogoro looked at the person in front of him with a puzzled expression.

“Hakuba Saguru. Mr. Mori, I’ve long admired your name,” Hakuba Saguru said.

"Oh, so he's Director Hakuba's son!" Kogoro Mouri exclaimed.

The white horse leaned forward and swayed.

Such formidable attack power! He's supposed to be a somewhat well-known detective, yet Kogoro Mouri directly called him 'whose son'.

Hakuba Saguru retorted, "After all, I'm somewhat famous, which is different from Mr. Mori, a great detective who is talked about behind his back wherever he goes."

You get criticized and gossiped about wherever you go; I don't know what you have to be proud of.

"Haha, it's not that amazing," Kogoro said.

The white horse was speechless.

He, a young man, couldn't handle such a master of feigning ignorance.

He glanced at Zheng Yi but didn't speak to him.

Zheng Yi was a master of feigning ignorance; you couldn't get anything out of him at all.

Shoichi smiled and said to Hakuba Saguru, "Not all police officers are indifferent to food and drink. I think Officer Sato is quite cheerful."

Hakuba Saguru followed Shoichi's gaze.

I saw Officer Sato showing off his clothes with a happy expression.

Hakuba Saguru frowned.

This kind of carelessness won't do; there are unknown dangers lurking around this celebration.

"Oh my, that's Chief Odagiri over there. I'll go pay him a visit," Kogoro Mouri suddenly said.

Ran asked Eri, "Who is that?"

“When that lousy detective was a policeman, he was the head of the criminal investigation department. Now he’s the head of the criminal investigation bureau,” Eri Kisaki said.

Zheng Yi said to the group, "I also have some friends, so please excuse me for a moment."

Without Shoichi and Kogoro, Hakuba Saguru was in no mood to chat with the women and children.

He approached Inspector Megure and asked, "Inspector Megure, I'd like to inquire about yesterday's case."

"Sorry, I don't want to talk about that right now," Inspector Megure said.

Hakuba Saguru frowned as he watched Inspector Megure's departing figure.

Such a decisive refusal to answer a detective's question is quite strange compared to Inspector Megure's usual behavior.

Hakuba Saguru found another familiar policeman and continued questioning him about yesterday's case.

The policeman hesitated for a long time before whispering, "The two officers who died yesterday were both holding their police handbooks when they died."

"What!?" Hakuba Saguru couldn't help but exclaim.

Could it be that the murderer was a police officer, which is why the victim gave such a final warning?

Hakuba Saguru watched Inspector Megure's chubby back.

Kogoro Mouri was once a policeman.

But neither of them should have had the time to commit the crime.

"Don't ask any more questions," Shiratori Ninzaburo said as he walked over. "Need not to know."

You should understand now, right?

Shoichi stood next to Shiratori Ninzaburo. After Shiratori left, he smiled and said to Hakuba Saguru, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. You should know."

Hakuba Saguru gritted his teeth.

He will absolutely not give up the investigation.

"Oh, these things can be left to the police. You're a high school student; your studies are the most important thing," Zheng Yi said.

Hakuba Saguru said, "I will not admit defeat."

"What do you mean by admitting defeat? You're such a strange person." Zheng Yi shook his head.

He thought about it and realized that this incident really had nothing to do with him.
Killing a police officer wouldn't do him any good either.

Why does Hakuba Saguru still believe that he is the mastermind behind everything?

Zheng Yi spread his hands out.

It doesn't matter. At most, it will only increase my bad reputation, which is not a bad thing.

This gesture of spreading his hands only fueled Hakuba Saguru's anger.

This nonchalant attitude is truly infuriating.

"Ai, let's go talk to that newlywed couple," Masato said to Ai.

"it is good."

After moving out of Hakuba Saguru's hearing range, Ai asked softly, "Why did you provoke that detective?"

“I wasn’t trying to provoke you, it was just normal conversation,” Zheng Yi said.

If he feels that what I said offended him, that's his own problem. He should ask himself if he misinterpreted what I said.

A devil that tempts the heart.

Ai silently complained about Shoichi.

This guy just loves seeing those detectives seething with hatred, yet utterly helpless.

"What are you doing here? This is not a place for you at all."

The sudden arguing in the room instantly drew everyone's attention.

Director Odagiri said to a green-haired man who was smoking, "You weren't invited to this party."

"Aren't you annoying! I just happened to be here because of work."

Chief Odagiri got into an argument with his rock-and-roll son.

Officer Shiratori and Sato went over to break up the fight.

Their attempts to mediate were completely ineffective. The father and son had a terrible relationship, and the son quickly left with a cold snort.

After breaking up the fight, Sato suddenly found a note in his pocket.

When I took it out, I was surprised to see the words "Beware of Zheng Yi" written on it.

She frowned, wanting to crumple up the strange note and throw it away.

But after thinking about it, I decided to keep it and smoothed it out before putting it in my pocket.

She looked around but couldn't find who had put it in her pocket.

No one knows when this note appeared in his pocket.

(End of this chapter)