Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Chapter 134 Ireland: I Have Everything You Have On Me
"I heard this is a large-scale murder case?"

“That’s right, we found a mahjong tile at the scene of the murder that happened on the toll road in Odawara City the day before yesterday,” Takagi said.

"In other cases where mahjong tiles have been found at crime scenes, there have been five such incidents in Tokyo, Kanagawa, Shizuoka, Nagano, and other places so far," Sato continued.

"That's it."

Kogoro nodded.

Takagi said to Kogoro, "There will be a more detailed explanation in the meeting. Please come in."

"Wait, Dad," Ran called to Kogoro. "Your tie is crooked."

While Ran was adjusting Kogoro's tie, Conan secretly put a bugging device in Kogoro's pocket.

Vermouth's lips twitched when she saw Conan's little trick.

You really are something else. You see how clueless Kogoro is, so you're not worried at all that he'll notice anything unusual about you.

After Ran straightened Kogoro's tie, Kogoro followed Takagi and the others into the conference room.

While they were having their meeting inside, Conan covered his ears and listened to the police talking outside.

Vermouth yawned.

The police and detectives were far too unvigilant.

It feels like there's no need to risk replacing high-ranking officials in the Metropolitan Police Department anymore; all you need is a listening device to know everything they're talking about.

Conan was listening very attentively.

When Kogoro started his analysis, Conan pursed his lips, looking like he really wanted to complain.

"Conan, what are you listening to?" Vermouth touched Conan's ear with her finger.

"Uh... it's nothing, I was just listening to music," Conan said.

"Oh."

Vermouth smiled and nodded.

"I'm going to the restroom," Vermouth said.

"it is good."

Just as Vermouth went to the restroom, the police meeting ended, and Kogoro and the police officers came out.

bathroom.

Vermouth is applying something to a man's face.

"Speaking of which, why did you go to work for Zheng Yi?" Ireland asked.

"Don't move."

Vermouth pulled out a knife and said, "Watch out, or I'll slash your face."

Ireland, disguised as Matsumoto Kiyoshi, remained motionless.

Vermouth was using a knife to fix Ireland's face.

Ireland felt like Vermouth wanted to slap him in the face.

"How's it like being a police officer?" Vermouth asked with a smile.

“Very good.” Ireland said with a sneer, “You can openly view the police case files, and you can also see some suppressed information.”

You've learned quite a lot.

“Is that so?” Vermouth nodded.

“I will absolutely pursue Pisco’s death to the fullest extent,” Ireland said.

Why are you telling me all this?

Vermouth said nonchalantly.

“Cointreau and Gin, they will both pay the price,” Ireland said.

Vermouth shook her head.

Who you want to take revenge on has nothing to do with her.

However, Vermouth was still happy to watch the show.

Although she didn't think Ireland could cause any trouble for Gin or Cointreau, it was still quite entertaining to watch.

“Live longer,” Vermouth said.

Coindus loves killing and Gin loves slaughter.

Neither of them are easy to deal with.

"You wouldn't tell them, would you?" Ireland asked.

“If I knew how, you wouldn’t have told me directly,” Vermouth said.

Even if you inform on them, they won't take you seriously.

"Good luck."

……

night.

A white figure slipped into the Metropolitan Police Department.

Arriving at the Metropolitan Police Department's archives, I looked through the files inside.

His purpose was clear, and he seemed to have some knowledge of the location of these files in the Metropolitan Police Department.

They quickly found the file they were familiar with.

Kaito took out his camera and started taking pictures of the files.

Moreover, he showed no remorse for being a thief, muttering that Hakuba Saguru was unreliable.

As the son of a director, he was actually forbidden from seeing the case files by his own father; he was utterly useless.

"A white night-clothes outfit, very tasteful."

A large hand landed on Kaito's shoulder, like an invisible mountain pressing down, making Kaito's shoulder instantly feel heavy.

He reacted almost the instant his large hand touched him.

He quickly pulled a specially made smoke bomb from his pocket and threw it forcefully to the ground.

With a "bang," acrid smoke instantly filled the air.

Taking advantage of the smoke, Kaito lightly touched the ground with his toes and leaped backward, trying to increase the distance between himself and his opponent.

The owner of that large hand was clearly prepared.

The moment Kaito leaped out, a powerful gust of air rushed towards him, and Kaito felt a tightness in his chest.

Before he could regain his balance, the large hand grabbed his arm again, as if it were a shadow.

Then he was slammed hard to the ground.

"Quick reaction, kid?"

Ireland looked at the person he had pinned to the ground.

He seems to be only high school age.

"Matsumoto Kiyonaga?" Kaito asked in a low voice.

He struggled for a moment.

But like a fish pinned to a cutting board, no matter how much it struggles, it's useless.

Kaito gritted his teeth.

Lately, I've become too reliant on the equipment and assistance provided by Zhengyi, and things have been going too smoothly, which has led to a decline in my professional skills.

Fortunately, he didn't dress up as Kaito Kid, so Kid's identity wouldn't be exposed.

So, what law did this break?

I don't know if Zheng Yi will come to my rescue or demand that I receive a heavier sentence.

"It seems you recognize me." Ireland smiled.

Now that you've seen him, you're just unlucky. Ireland tightened his grip on Kaito's neck.

"Ugh~ Ah~"

Kaito's eyes began to widen.

A sinister smile spread across Ireland's face, and when his eyes caught sight of the scattered files on the ground, most of the strength in his hand vanished instantly.

"Are you investigating Sumitomo Shoichi?" Ireland asked.

"Cough cough! I didn't."

Ireland pressed down on Kaito with one hand and picked up Kaito's camera with the other.

The case files captured by the camera all showed Zheng Yi as a suspect.

"What are you investigating him for?" Ireland asked.

"I told you I didn't," Kaito stubbornly insisted.

"hehe."

Ireland released Kaito.

With the pressure on his neck gone, Kaito gasped for breath.

“Even if these cases are overturned and retried, it won’t have any impact on Zheng Yi,” Ireland said.

Kaito covered his neck and said, "I don't want to affect Shoichi's life."

Ireland glanced at him.

"You're still too young. You should investigate Zheng Yi more thoroughly."

You go. "

"May I leave?" Kaito asked.

"Let's go, I'm not Zheng Yi's lackey." Ireland smiled.

However, Matsumoto Kiyonaga's face was just too serious.

His smile is still quite frightening.

Kaito shuddered and tentatively picked up his camera.

Seeing that the big guy didn't stop him, he grabbed his camera and jumped out of the window.

After he left, Ireland picked up the files from the ground.

He also took out a miniature camera and photographed the files.

……

"How did you end up like this?"

"I got caught," Kaito said with a gloomy expression.

"Then how did you get out?"

Kaito glared at Hakuba Saguru and said, "Matsumoto Kiyonaga let me go. That guy found out I was investigating Shoichi, and then he let me go."

"Matsumoto Kiyoshina?"

Hakuba Saguru said, "He has a rather upright personality, and it's normal that he wouldn't like Shoichi since his daughter was poisoned before."

Kaito touched his neck.

He didn't know if that guy was honest or not, but he knew that the guy had a really strong grip.

"But why would he go to the archives at this time?" Hakuba Saguru wondered.

"Is it possible that he was also investigating Shoichi's cases?" Kaito asked.

"That's also possible."

Then you can also keep an eye on Matsumoto Kiyonaga.

If we can reach an agreement to a certain extent, we can better investigate Zheng Yi and deal with his retaliation.

……

Inside the Rice Flower Mall.

Conan kicked a soccer ball at the suspect.

The police immediately rushed in and subdued the suspect.

"Could you be a little gentler? My right shoulder is injured!" the suspect said.

"Injured?" Takagi looked at the suspect in surprise.

If your right shoulder is injured, you absolutely cannot use a knife to kill someone.

So this guy isn't a suspect?
Conan didn't pay attention to the suspect, but a familiar figure made his pupils shrink.

That person is part of the organization!
When Conan saw that the man glance at the arrested suspect and turn to leave, he immediately followed.

I secretly followed them to the underground parking lot.

Conan hid behind a car, listening to the guy talking on the phone with someone.

“Hey Gin, this is Tequila. That guy got caught by the police first.”

"Are you a piece of trash?" Gin asked.

Even tequila dared not refute this.

Gin said, "Never mind, that guy isn't the organization's target anyway."

"What! That person wasn't the murderer who killed the undercover agent?" Tequila exclaimed.

"When will we be able to get our hands on the organization's stuff?"

"Alright, Hachioji City? I understand, I'll head over now."

Conan stood up only after Tequila's car drove away.

Based on the conversation between Tequila and Gin, Conan also guessed some things.

The killer in this case murdered a member of an organization and took something that was very important to the organization.

Conan adjusted his glasses, his gaze deep and thoughtful.

There is a high possibility that there are undercover agents planted within the police force by an organized group.

The police had just apprehended the suspect and learned of the injury to his right shoulder, and the organization found out immediately.

There must have been someone in the police force tipping them off.

……

"What is it, Gin?"

"What have you been doing for the past two hours? It seems you went somewhere where you absolutely had to turn off your phone," Gin asked over the phone.

"You want to know?"

"You just need to focus on completing the tasks assigned to you by the organization, and the rest is up to you," Gin said.

Ireland sat in front of the computer, legs crossed, looking at the screen.

"Gin, you used that drug to take down that high school detective, didn't you?"

"what are you saying?"

"It's that Shinichi Kudo."

“Shinichi Kudo, I have absolutely no recollection of him,” Gin said.

"hehe."

“Alright, remember, all you need to do is complete the organization’s tasks,” Gin said.

Ireland looked at the phone that had just been hung up and gave a cold smile.

Cointreau, Gin, I have your weaknesses.

(End of this chapter)