Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

The deceased was a manager in charge of artist management at Zhengyi Entertainment Company.

His name is Ōuchi Isao.

The person who came to turn himself in was a comedian in the company, managed by Isao Ohchi, whose stage name was Dongdongpa.

Inside the police car, Dongdongpa asked Inspector Megure, "Who is this gentleman? Why is he coming with us to the scene?"

Don't you recognize him?

"Should I know him?" Dongdongpa asked curiously.

Inspector Megure stared at the thump-thump for a long time.

Although Zheng Yi is his boss, he is too far away from Zheng Yi, and Zheng Yi doesn't really like to reveal his appearance.

Therefore, it's understandable that ordinary company employees don't know Zheng Yi.

However, Dongdongpa is not an ordinary employee.

He is an employee from the capital.

Inspector Megure said, "He is your boss, Shoichi Sumitomo."

"Mr. Zhengyi?"

Dongdongpa stared at Zhengyi in surprise, never expecting to see the boss here.

He asked cautiously, "Mr. Zhengyi, who are you...?"

"I'm here to call the police," Zheng Yi said with a smile. "Ouchi Xun has also embezzled company property, and I'm here to call the police to arrest him."

It's just a pity that he was punished by you before he could face legal consequences.

Zheng Yi and Dong Dongpa sat together in the back seat.

The thumping and patting sounds clearly revealed the subtle expressions on Zheng Yi's face.

He smiled warmly, but gave off a cold feeling.

Sato, who was driving, said, "We don't know yet whether Mr. Dongdongpa will punish us."

"Mr. Dongdongpa has already turned himself in, does Officer Sato still think the culprit is someone else?" Zhengyi asked.

"Who knows."

Sato looked at the glass in front of him and said softly, "There are many people who come to take the blame for others."

Nobody knows whether Mr. Dongdongpa is taking the blame for someone else.

"Oh? Mr. Sato thinks I'm the murderer?" Masakazu asked.

"I don't know," Mr. Sato said.

Zheng Yi smiled and said, "You must be suspecting me. Ouchi Isao also embezzled company assets, so I have a reason to kill him."

"If Officer Sato misjudges me and misunderstands me, will he apologize to me?"

Sato remained silent.

"no!"

Dongdongpa immediately shouted loudly, "Mr. Zhengyi can't be the murderer!"

He knew why Zheng Yi's smile had been so cold earlier.

Because Zhengyi has a well-known reputation.

No one who offends Zhengyi can survive.

Ouchi Isao also seized Mr. Seiichi's property, which was a righteous act of courting death.

To outsiders, it seemed certain that Isao Ōuchi would be killed as well.

In his opinion, Ōuchi Isao was doomed to die sooner or later.

He suddenly regretted his actions.

His surrender to the police station will only increase the suspicion against Zheng Yi, making the police more convinced that Zheng Yi is the murderer.

But he knew very well that Ouchi Isao was definitely not killed by Shoichi.

This led to Zheng Yi being wrongly accused.

What terrible fate awaits him?

Dongdongpa said, "I killed Da Nei Xun. Today I went to talk to him about a funny joke."

That guy said my jokes were outdated and not funny at all, and that my performance was like that of an ugly gorilla.

That's why, in a fit of anger, I grabbed the baseball bat from the office and killed Isao Ouchi."

"Was it because of a momentary loss of emotional control?" Inspector Megure asked. "That's right." He nodded repeatedly.

Inspector Megure nodded and did not ask any further questions.

Sato drove in silence, showing no intention of saying anything more.

Zheng Yi was holding his phone, looking at something.

I sat anxiously in the back seat, my heart pounding with unease.

I feel like I'm just like Ouchi Isao, I've met my just end.

"I just retrieved Mr. Dongdongpa's company file," Zheng Yi suddenly said.

"Oh?"

Zheng Yi said, "Da Nei Xun originally ran a very small artist company, which only had one artist, Dong Dong Pa."

Later, when my entertainment company was established, we were short of talent and signed the two of them.

Zheng Yi looked at Dong Dong Pa and said:
"You two have been running your own small talent agencies together for several years. You're important partners, so you must have a good relationship, right?"

They nodded repeatedly.

“He’s my most important partner.”

Inspector Megure, in the passenger seat, turned around and said, "So, you killed your most important partner?"

“That’s right.” Dongdongpa nodded and said.

Inspector Megure looked at the thump-thump-pa with suspicion.

It was just a regular argument, yet he killed his most important partner?
This is not common sense.

Meanwhile, Inspector Megure's gaze began to drift towards Shoichi.

As an entertainer who often has to be observant, Dongdongpa naturally noticed where Inspector Megure's gaze wandered.

They also sensed the dangerous aura emanating from Zheng Yi.

He hurriedly said, "We had a very heated argument!"

That guy said my performance was uninspired, lacked any breakthrough, and didn't even understand what the audience wanted to see.

This is a huge difference in performance.

That guy is absolutely infuriating! Even now, thinking about what he said before, I'm still furious.

So, I really couldn't control myself at that moment.

"That's it."

Officer Megure nodded.

He couldn't understand how such a quarrel could escalate to the point of murder.
He was often falsely accused of being a lackey of the Seiichi Police Department, a disgrace to the Metropolitan Police Department, and a scoundrel who committed all kinds of evil deeds.

Shouldn't we start a massacre too?

There's definitely something wrong with the "dong dong pa" sound; his motive for murder is insufficient!
Sato, who was driving, asked, "Mr. Dongdongpa, do you have any mental illness?"

"Um, I..."

“No,” Zheng Yi answered for him. “After he signed with our company, his medical examination report showed that he did not have any mental illnesses.”

"Oh." Sato nodded.

If it's not a mental illness, it's impossible to kill someone just because of a moment of anger.

From our conversation just now, I found that Dongdongpa is a very stable person.

The car fell silent again.

Knock knock knock. He carefully glanced at Zheng Yi's phone.

I discovered he was still looking at his own file.

Is this about understanding oneself?
He swallowed hard, realizing that the top boss's attention to him wasn't necessarily about grooming him for a position.

He felt as if the iron-gray chair had suddenly turned into a red-hot branding iron.

My back was pressed against the chair, but it felt like I was sitting on sandpaper; every inch of my skin was tingling.

The police lights were still spinning on the roof of the car, and the red and blue beams of light cut in at an angle through the car window, illuminating his face as two weak slaps.

His mind was a jumbled mess, filled with the dangerous aura emanating from Zheng Yi and his past formidable achievements.

"Screech!"

"We've arrived at the scene." (End of Chapter)