Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Chapter 169 Ai: I am the future of Japan
"Ai, you're here too."

“Because it’s Zhengyi’s company,” Ai said.

She took out a bag and handed it to Ran, saying, "These are medals that Shoichi gave to you, Conan, and those three children."

"Is this the medal from participating in the game?"

Ayumi tiptoed over, cupped her hands together, and looked at Ai with her big, watery eyes.

"Yes."

"That's great, thank you Ai!" Ayumi excitedly hugged Ai. "Thank you too, Masakazu-nii-san."

Ai looked at the three little ones who were very happy and shrugged.

Kids really do love games.

Mitsuhiko put on the medal and pointed to the children lining up not far away, saying, "They must be giving out medals over there too, right? They look like the kids who were chosen today."

Kogoro looked over, holding up his sake glass.

"The grandson of the deputy commissioner of the Metropolitan Police Department, the grandson of a financial tycoon, the son of a ruling party politician—the second and third generations who will carry the future of Japan are all here," Kogoro said.

Hopefully nothing unexpected happens here.

If someone were to carry out a terrorist attack here, it's hard to imagine how much turmoil would occur in Japan.

"It's like a condensed version of the ugly, hereditary system in Japan," Ai Haibara said.

"With such a system, the mistakes of human history will continue to repeat themselves."

Ayumi scratched her face in confusion.

What is Ai saying? I can't understand a word.

"The son of a politician will become a politician, and the son of a bank president will become a bank president."

If things continue like this, no matter how much time passes, Japan will not change.

Sera Masumi was taken aback when she heard these words.

These are words that a child shouldn't say.

Conan was also shocked by Ai's words; it was unbelievable that a child could say such a thing.

"So, do you want to be a politician or a bank president?"

"Ok?"

Ai looked up and saw Zheng Yi handing her a glass of juice.

Zheng Yi said, "My father is in politics and also owns a bank. You can be either a politician or a bank president if you want."

Ai blinked.

"What? You want to take over my business?" Zheng Yi said, "This game company can also be handed over to you to manage."

Conan watched enviously as he munched on a cookie.

Indeed, a person's life is determined at the moment of birth.

Zheng Yi squatted down, rubbed Ai's head, and whispered, "So, work hard, all of this will be yours in the future."

"Stop talking big." Ai pouted.

Do you expect me to expose you in front of so many people?

They won't even erase my debts, yet they're offering me such a huge promise. I'm not stupid.

"How about you hand over the management of the bank to me now?"

"not good."

"I knew it," Ai said, crossing her arms.

They talk a good game, but they're actually incredibly stingy.

Shoichi rubbed Ai's head and changed the subject, saying, "By the way, Kudo Yusaku is here."

"Conan, don't you really like his novels? You can go ask him for an autograph."

"Okay, I'm off then." Conan shouted and ran towards Yusaku Kudo.

"and many more."

Conan turned around, and a novel by Yusaku Kudo flew over.

Zheng Yi is so thoughtful.

After Conan left, Sera Masumi quietly followed him.

When the father and son meet, how can he not reveal his true colors?

After throwing the novel, Zheng Yi's phone rang.

"Ai, you play here for a while, I have something to take care of," Zheng Yi said.

"it is good."

Ai nodded, then her gaze wandered around the hall, where she saw Conan looking at Yusaku Kudo with an expectant expression.

"Uncle Yusaku, can I get your autograph?" Conan approached Yusaku Kudo, holding a novel.

"of course can."

Yusaku Kudo escapes a group of reporters to sign Conan's novels.

'You look very energetic, that makes me happy.'

'The same to you.'

The father and son began communicating via radio waves.

Even though their eyes didn't meet, it was as if they both understood each other's words.

Where's my mom?

'She went to a class reunion, and also, your mother said you're going to be scammed by someone.'

Don't listen to her nonsense, Zheng Yi is a very good person.

"Thank you, Uncle Yusaku." Conan left with the signed book in his hands.

Sera Masumi, hiding in the crowd, frowned deeply.

Even when father and son meet, do they have to be this cautious?

Moreover, she observed very carefully that neither Conan nor Yusaku Kudo's lips moved, so they were not lip-reading.

"Speaking of which, were you bunch of poor kids really invited?"

A group of kids in suits came over to Ayumi and her friends while they were playing soccer.

Seeing that Ayumi and the others weren't dressed in formal attire, he couldn't help but start mocking them.

“Of course we were invited,” Ayumi said, dissatisfied.

The child in the red suit said, "The cards that fate deals you have already determined whether you win or lose."

He looked at the three little ones mockingly and said with a smile, "Your medals weren't stolen, were they?"

“No, that’s not it! This was given to us by Brother Zhengyi!” Ayumi said.

"Just... Waaah~"

A child next to him immediately covered his mouth, "Moroboshi, it seems they were invited by Sumitomo Shoichi."

I heard that the Metropolitan Police Department is full of his lackeys, and even your grandfather, as the deputy commissioner of the Metropolitan Police Department, seems to have to listen to him.

If you disobey, he will kill you without hesitation.

Moroboshi blinked.

Are these kids really that important? They were actually invited by the Great Demon Lord Zheng Yi.

Upon hearing Shoichi's name, Moroboshi immediately became more polite.

Ai's lips twitched as she watched.

Zheng Yi is a guy who can really stop a child from crying.

"The Metropolitan Police Department is no one's lackey."

Moroboshi looked at the person in front of him and obediently called out, "Brother Hakuba Saguru."

Even the son of the Superintendent General of Police is not to be trifled with.

Hakuba Saguru said, "The Metropolitan Police Department is no one's lackey; private individuals cannot order the Metropolitan Police Department to do anything."

"I understand," the children obediently replied.

"Also, you should watch your words in the future and avoid saying anything rude," Hakuba Saguru said.

Moroboshi nodded, but the other children didn't seem to be very convinced.

"Let's go play football."

Several children dragged Moroboshi away and started playing football in the hall, causing chaos everywhere.

I accidentally kicked a sculpture that was placed in the lobby.

"This can't be very expensive, can it?" "It's just sitting here, it's definitely not worth much." Moroboshi put the knife he had kicked away back on the sculpture.

Looking at these troublesome kids.

Kogoro said with a helpless expression, "The thought that these children will inherit their elders' businesses and become leaders of Japan makes me feel hopeless."

"There will be no despair."

Ran said with a smile, "We still have Ai."

Ai blushed instantly. Don't tease me now.

Zhengyi and I don't even share the same surname.

That miser, how could he possibly leave his things for me?

……

"I never expected that Kensuke would be killed so suddenly." Masakazu looked at Kensuke's body with a regretful expression.

The designer of the game 'Cocoon' was stabbed in the heart and died in the basement.

"Stop pretending."

Sindora walked over and said, "Maybe the murderer is you."

Inspector Megure asked curiously, "Chairwoman Sindora, why do you say that?"

“Because this guy has always wanted to monopolize the game ‘Cocoon’,” Sindora said.

“He repeatedly tried to poach my employees, attempting to seize my company’s technology and monopolize the ‘Cocoon’ game.”

"Is this true?" Inspector Megure asked.

Zheng Yi nodded. So what?
"This is just normal business practice and has nothing to do with murder," Zheng Yi said.

I've always done it this way.

Americans, making a fuss over nothing.

"Chairman, the company's data has been compromised."

"what?"

Sindora looked at Zheng Yi and said, "It was definitely you who sabotaged it. It was Kenmura who stopped you from destroying my company's data, so you killed him."

You have dozens of software industry elites working under you, and their daily task is to crack the 'Cocoon' game.

So, you compromised my company's data so you could create your own 'Cocoon', right?

"Don't joke around," Zheng Yi said. "The 'Cocoon' has already been developed. What's the point of destroying the data here now?"

When Sindora identified Shoichi, several detectives also rushed over.

"Brother Mori? Hakuba Saguru? And your name is Sera Masumi, right?" Inspector Megure felt a splitting headache coming on.

These guys all seem to be lackeys of the Zhengyi sect.

With so many people gathered together, the sky is falling!
Zheng Yi took out his phone and sent several emails.

Although I really wanted to test the skills of these detectives, this was my home turf, and I couldn't let a murder case drag on for too long.

Just as the detectives began their investigation, a group of men in black burst in.

When Conan and Sera Masumi saw the men in black, their hearts tightened at the same time.

This outfit looks all too familiar.

"What are you doing?"

Sindora asked in shock, "Are you from the Righteous One?"

Inspector Megure was also stunned and at a loss for words.

Can't you show some respect? The police are still here.

"Don't worry, Inspector Megure, I won't arrest people randomly," Masakazu said.

Inspector Megure looked at Masakazu.

You can't just arrest people arbitrarily, can you?
A security guard said, "To ensure the safe conduct of the press conference, we have numbered even the dinner knives and fruit knives in the venue."

Moreover, everyone entering the venue underwent machine checks to ensure they did not carry any knives.

After our investigation, the most likely murder weapon is this knife.

The security personnel took out a knife, the same knife from the sculpture in the lobby.

"This sculpture must belong to Mr. Sindora."

“Are you kidding me?” Sindora said.

They've gone so far as to number even table knives and fruit knives. Has the security industry become this corrupt?
"To be honest," the security guard said, "we even number our guests' belts to prevent anyone from strangling someone with them."

Shoichi said, "Inspector Megure, our security personnel have done enough, but it's still hard to avoid this kind of crime committed by someone you know."

Inspector Megure looked at Sindora.

If this knife is the murder weapon.

The fingerprints and blood on them should still be detectable.

"Chairwoman Sindora, if we use the 'occult blood reaction reagent'..."

"Even if you wipe all the blood off the knife, we can still detect Kenmura's blood," Zhengyi said.

Sindora roared, "This is Zheng Yi's territory, and these are all Zheng Yi's people. Who knows if he will fabricate evidence?"

He struggled to say, "I took that knife from home, so it must have my fingerprints on it."

But who knows, maybe they'll get hold of Kenmura's blood elsewhere and then put it up there?

As Sindora put up a stubborn resistance, the three detectives bumped heads together.

On the keyboard on the table, the three letters JTR were stained with blood.

Zheng Yi walked up to Sindora and whispered in her ear:

Are you really planning to continue resisting?

“Don’t try to get me to confess. I had no motive to kill, did I?” Sindora said.

Zheng Yi said, "Would you like to hear the motive?"

Sindora tilted her head and said, "Hiroki was a genius, but unfortunately he committed suicide two years ago."

Sindora's eyes narrowed suddenly.

"Baker Street."

“I am the murderer!” Sindora said.

"Hmm?" "Hmm?" "Hmm?"

What exactly did Zheng Yi say that made him confess so readily?

Sindora said, "However, I requested the consulate to intervene and provide consular assistance."

"Did you kill Mr. Kenmura?" Inspector Megure asked.

"Yes."

"What was your reason for killing him?" Inspector Megure asked.

Inspector Megure felt his head was in a mess, so he took off his hat and fanned himself.

Sindora raised her hand slightly, but immediately lowered it, looking calmly at Inspector Megure and saying:

“Because Kenmura has already agreed to join Shoichi’s company, I want to get rid of him.”

Inspector Megure looked at Shoichi, who nodded indifferently.

“No, he’s lying,” Hakuba Saguru said. “You were trying to take off your hat just now, weren’t you?”

“I don’t even have a hat, why should I take it off?” Sindora asked.

Hakuba Saguru calmly said, "Because when people lie, they subconsciously imitate the other person's body language in order to lower the other person's guard."

But this kind of imitation is a step behind.

Hakuba Saguru continued, "What exactly did Zheng Yi say to you that made you take the blame?"

Sera Masumi frowned and said, "Why do you insist on saying he's taking the blame? Can't you just have him confess?"

“Of course,” Hakuba Saguru said. “Then, Mr. Shoichi, what did you say to Chairman Sindora?”

Zheng Yi shook his head: "This is Chairman Sindora's privacy, and it's not convenient to disclose it."

"Please tell me what happened so that I can help with the investigation," Inspector Megure said.

“You can’t say that!” Sindora roared.

Everyone was surprised by his reaction.

Conan picked up the keyboard and said, "JRT, Jack the Ripper. I remember there's a Jack the Ripper story in the 'Cocoon' virtual game."

"Based on Mr. Kenmura's reminder, the murderer is connected to Jack the Ripper."

(End of this chapter)