Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Chapter 147 Ai: Can't you have a little self-respect?

Ai didn't get diarrhea in the end.

On the plane, Ai said to Shoichi, "I fed all the food I brought back to the neighbor's dog."

"Oh."

“The neighbor’s dog doesn’t have diarrhea,” Ai said.

"and then?"

"So you didn't put laxatives in those dishes," Ai said.

Zheng Yi said, "I'm not a real bad guy, how could I possibly put laxatives in your food?"

You think too badly of me.

“You’re bad to begin with,” Ai said.

Zheng Yi shook his head: "No, it's you who are bad. You actually let the neighbor's dog test medicine on you. You've learned bad habits from Curaçao."

"No, that's not it." Ai pouted and said, "I knew you didn't put any medicine in the food, so I fed the puppy."

"Then why don't you eat it yourself?"

"Because I'm not hungry."

"Then why did you eat at your sister's house?" Zhengyi asked.

"Because I miss my sister."

Ai put on her blindfold, not wanting to argue with Shoichi.

"Take a nap, we'll be in England soon."

He then covered Ai with a blanket.

Ai closed her eyes and fell asleep without anyone noticing.

After a while, a large hand kept shaking her body. Ai took off her blindfold and looked at Masakazu drowsily.

"It's time to eat."

"Oh."

Ai nodded and saw a flight attendant bring over lunch.

Then the flight attendant gave Zheng Yi a strange smile.

"Give."

Ai handed the small card hidden under the juice to Masakazu.

"What is this?" Zheng Yi asked.

Ai said expressionlessly, "It should have been left for you by that flight attendant, but it was given to the wrong person."

Zheng Yi took it and looked at it.

Come find me in the restroom.

Ai slowly cut the steak with her knife and fork, her face showing disgust.

Disgusting~
"Ai, you eat first, I have something to do."

"Wait!" Ai grabbed Masakazu's arm. "You're not going to the bathroom to find that woman, are you?"

"Otherwise what?" Zheng Yi said matter-of-factly.

Ai looked at Shoichi with three parts disdain, three parts heartache, and four parts disappointment.

"Can't you have a little self-respect?" Ai said.

“I love myself very much,” Zheng Yi said.

Masakazuki pried Ai's hands off and walked towards the toilet.

"Hakuba Saguru?"

Hakuba Saguru casually remarked, "What a coincidence, you're going to England too."

"What are you going to England for?" Zheng Yi asked.

“My classmate in England invited me to his birthday party,” Hakuba Saguru said.

I took a step back and chose to believe.

Hakuba Saguru watched as Masakazu went into the restroom, and gritted his teeth.

Zheng Yi will never easily trust him.

We need to be more careful with our next investigation into Zheng Yi.

However, Hakuba Saguru wasn't too worried.

Britain is not the main base of Zhengyi after all, so it is certainly not as convenient for him to do things as it is in Japan.

Moreover, Zheng Yi doesn't have much influence in Britain, so if they do anything, they're more likely to slip up.

Zheng Yi walked into the restroom and saw Vermouth with a cigarette in her mouth, looking at him with a mocking expression.

"Could you please stop smoking?"

He threw the cigarette from Vermouth's mouth into the toilet.

He had children around him, and they were very sensitive to the smell of tobacco.

"Are flight attendants allowed to smoke while on duty?" Zhengyi asked.

Vermouth chuckled dismissively: "What, are you now interfering with my job as a flight attendant?"

Flight attendants' salaries are not something you can look at.

"Oh? Then why don't you tell me about going to England without asking me for leave?" Zheng Yi said.

“I have a mission from the organization,” Vermouth said.

“An organization is an organization, and a company is a company. Do you think you can put the organization’s affairs above the company’s?” Zheng Yi questioned.

Vermouth's lips twitched.

Shouldn't it be so?

"I think you have a problem with your thinking," Zheng Yi said with dissatisfaction.

Vermouth rubbed her head.

She said, "I don't want to talk to you about this."

She took out a photo and handed it to Zheng Yi, saying with a light laugh, "Your sister is so cute."

“I think so too,” Zheng Yi said with a smile.

He took the photo from Vermouth, looked at it, and wasn't satisfied, feeling that the photo was a bit blurry.

He simply took out his phone and shared Ai's photos with Vermouth.

Vermouth's eyelids twitched as she watched Shoichi showing off his sister.

I'm not here to talk about how cute your sister is.

“Don’t you think she looks a lot like someone?” Vermouth asked.

"Who is it?" Zheng Yi asked, puzzled.

Looking at Zheng Yi's face, Vermouth herself began to have some doubts. Did Zheng Yi really not know, or was he pretending not to know?

"Where did your sister come from?" Vermouth asked.

"I found it," Zheng Yi said.

"Picked it up?"

Vermouth looked at Zheng Yi and always felt that he was making fun of her.

"Don't you have any doubts about her background? Don't you investigate her past and her family at all?" Vermouth asked.

"What's there to doubt or care about?" Zheng Yi said nonchalantly. "What I set my sights on, no matter whose it was before, won't it become mine sooner or later?"

Vermouth rubbed her temples.

Zheng Yi's words were truly domineering.

“She is Sherry,” Vermouth said directly.

"Oh." Zheng Yi nodded nonchalantly.

"You already knew?"

Zheng Yi nodded again.

Vermouth squinted and said, "The organization has always had zero tolerance for traitors."

Moreover, how could Shirley, a researcher who couldn't even kill a chicken, escape so easily? Could it be that someone was helping her?

"I don't know, so what?" Zhengyi asked.

Vermouth said, "You're protecting a traitor to the organization..."

"Alright, alright, it's not a big deal. You can just talk to the boss," Zheng Yi said.

"you!"

“Vermouth, it’s just a very, very small thing.” Zheng Yi patted Vermouth on the shoulder.

Vermouth felt a weight on her shoulders and felt a little uncomfortable.

"Unauthorized absence from your post will result in a deduction of your salary."

After leaving the toilet, Vermouth, feeling irritated, took out a cigarette, put it in her mouth, crumpled it up in her hand, and threw it into the toilet.

"Are you going to the restroom too?"

"Uh, yes."

"Go."

"Okay." When Zheng Yi came out of the toilet, he ran into Bai Ba Saguru again.

This little tagalong even wants to hear the sounds when going to the toilet.

When Masaichi returned to his cabin, Ai twitched her nose slightly, sniffing to see if there was any extra smell.

"How did you get here so fast?" Ai asked.

"Ok?"

Zheng Yi blinked.

Ai said with a stern face, "I think that even if you are a boy, you should still have some self-respect."

She looked at Zheng Yi's face and clothes.

It doesn't seem like there were any extra scratches or lipstick marks.

Was it because the time was too short and there wasn't enough time to leave any trace?

"How come the things you're thinking are even more filthy than mine?" Zheng Yi said with dissatisfaction.

"What's so dirty about me?"

What are you looking for in me?

Ai's eyes darted away.

Masakazu raised his finger and tapped Ai's nose.

"She is Vermouth."

"Aww~ So, you and Vermouth..." Ai paused for a moment and said, "...were discussing matters related to the organization?"

Aren't you going to the UK to attend a business club event?

Are they also going to carry out a terrorist attack?
Ai thought of the Eiffel Tower.

Is Zheng Yi planning a surprise attack on the Eiffel Tower?
Tokyo Tower has already been attacked, so what's one more attack on Paris?

“What Vermouth does is none of my business. I just brought you here for sightseeing,” Zheng Yi said.

What should I do if I get arrested for causing trouble in Europe?

He is very well-behaved.

After getting off the plane, Masakazu and Ai Curaçao bought boat tickets and went to a small island in England.

While on the boat, Curaçao reached out and grabbed a bird that was flying very low.

Ai Haibara held on tightly to Masakazu.

"Damn it! Can you put me down?!" Ai yelled at Masakazu.

Ai's short legs dangled in the air, with the ocean right below her.

"This is the punishment for your filthy thoughts," Zheng Yi said with a smile.

Ai Haibara relentlessly attacked Masakazu, refusing to yield even when her legs were weak.

After disembarking, Ai whine and begged Curaçao to hold her.

Zheng Yi pursed his lips. "Does this make your legs weak?"

"This place is so desolate. Why did you bring us here?" Ai asked.

“There used to be quite a lot of people, but now it seems like hardly anyone comes,” Zheng Yi said.

As he spoke, he glanced at Hakuba Saguru, who was following behind him.

This guy is really outrageous.

They even dared to follow us to this tiny island.

Fortunately, Zheng Yi wasn't a really bad person, otherwise he would definitely have let Bai Ma Saguru bury his body here.

“When I was in England, I often came here to listen to operas. There used to be a lot of people coming here to listen to operas,” Zheng Yi said.

"Opera? You?"

Ai looked at Zheng Yi suspiciously. "How could a scoundrel like you like something as refined as opera?"

“I used to be an artistic youth too,” Zheng Yi said.

Ai pouted.

He's quite artistic, and he likes to write movie scripts. He even pointed a gun at the director and insisted on filming, refusing to let anyone change a single line.

Zheng Yi and his companions arrived in front of an opera house, whose exterior had long lost its former glory.

The marble exterior was covered with mottled stains and cracks, with large patches of plaster peeling off to reveal the rough brickwork underneath.

“Hello, I am the owner of this place, Amon Walker,” a middle-aged man said as he walked over.

"Long time no see, Walker," Zheng Yi said.

"Long time no see, I didn't expect you to be back in England." Walker gave Zheng Yi a warm hug.

Walker said to Ai and Curaçao behind Shoichi:

"This opera house is going to be demolished, so I invited some friends over to watch the final performance."

I didn't expect Zheng Yi to have time to come.

"I was going to London for an event, so I just happened to come here," Zheng Yi said.

Walker glanced at Hakuba Saguru beside him.

"Who is this?"

He didn't recall inviting this person over.

Walker looked at Zheng Yi and asked, "Is this your friend?"

He shrugged, indicating that he was completely unfamiliar with the situation.

"I..." Hakuba Saguru was also a little embarrassed.

So it turns out you can just buy a ticket to get in?
“Since you’re here, please come in. Welcome to our closing performance,” Walker said.

"Thank you," Hakuba Saguru said.

Hakuba Saguru breathed a sigh of relief.

He felt the island was very desolate, with only this one building nearby.

He might even be sleeping in the wilderness if Walker hadn't let him in.

The group entered the hall, where the actors were rehearsing.

Walker said, "We're rehearsing the Phantom."

He said to Zheng Yi, "It's a good thing Casey is back, otherwise we might not have been able to get all the main actors together. Maybe I would have gone on stage myself to play the female lead."

Walker wiggled his hips, still managing to look somewhat flamboyant.

“By the way, Zheng Yi, Casey went to Japan a few years ago. Could it be related to you?” Walker asked.

“That’s right, she’s working for me,” Zheng Yi said.

Hakuba Saguru also turned his gaze to the blonde woman in the center of the stage.

Working for Zheng Yi means you need to pay special attention to people like him.

Zheng Yi pointed to another woman on the stage and said, "After all these years, you're still rehearsing an opera from several years ago. No wonder nobody cares about you now."

And that woman's acting was terrible. In the next scene, she's about to be crushed to death by the chandelier; her expression should be more terrified.

“You’re absolutely right, Zheng Yi, that’s why she still has no fame,” Walker said helplessly.

After Casey left, they never had a good actress.

Bai Ma glanced at the chandelier on the stage and felt a chill run down his spine.

When Hakuba Saguru thinks of Shoichi, opera, script, and stage together, the first thing that comes to mind is a death script.

He gave Zheng Yi a deep look.

Is he about to start writing his own screenplay again?

The chandelier on the stage swayed slightly, but did not fall. Hakuba Saguru breathed a sigh of relief only after the actress left.

He also realized that he was being a bit too sensitive.

Everything felt like a tool for Zheng Yi to kill.

“Walker, you sound like you’re calling that guy ‘Zhengyi’?” A white man in a police uniform walked over.

“That’s right.” Walker nodded and introduced to Zheng Yi, “This is the only policeman on our island.”

"Hello."

"Hello, I really love your 'Final Destination'," the policeman said. "Could you perhaps have one set in England?"

“It’s not impossible,” Zheng Yi said.

Zheng Yi's casual remark immediately alerted Bai Ma Tan.

He really is here to find material!

White Horse glanced at everyone present. How many of them would survive in the end?
"Welcome everyone to the closing performance." A man wearing a white mask walked over.

"he is?"

“Our protagonist, Tom, is the only guy in this theater who’s somewhat famous,” Walker said. “Unfortunately, he went to other theaters a long time ago, and it took me a lot of effort to bring him back.”

"Did it cost a lot of money?" Zhengyi asked.

Walker shrugged.

"Let's go inside and talk."

(End of this chapter)