Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

"You're acting again."

"I do not have."

The moment Zheng Yi put down his phone, a smile appeared on his face.

Her tone became lighter, showing none of the sadness and helplessness she had felt earlier.

"Pooh!"

Ai spat the watermelon seeds into the trash can.

He rolled his eyes at Zheng Yi.

They even said you weren't acting, that you were like a completely different person after you put down your phone.

He snatched the watermelon from Ai's hand and made her punch and kick him.

Maybe I'm tired.

Ai sat on the sofa and asked, "Did you kill someone again?"

"No."

"Cough cough!"

Ai pointed to the news in the newspaper, then to the cell phone on the table.

You were just on the phone with Conan discussing this case.

“If you don’t believe me, ask Hiroki,” Zhengyi said.

Zheng Yi summoned Hong Shu.

Hiroki looked at the curious Ai and shook his head with difficulty.

Maybe not.

“Look, even Hiroki, who has been keeping an eye on me, says I didn’t kill anyone. What else do you have to doubt?” Zhengyi said.

His character can withstand scrutiny from even his closest relatives.

Zheng Yi patted the newspaper again.

Unfortunately, those who only know how to talk nonsense never care about their own innocence.

"I don't believe you," Ai said.

Judging from the human-like struggle on Hiroki's face, you could tell that although Masaichi didn't personally order anyone to kill, he must have done something.

What they did may not have anything to do with murder.

But Ai is certain that Shoichi did absolutely nothing good.

"Are you using the butterfly effect to kill someone?" Ai asked.

Masakazu blinked, as if he didn't understand what Ai was saying.

Ai explained, "It's about doing something completely unrelated to murder, which eventually triggers a series of events."

The end result is that the person you were supposed to kill is dead.

"More or less," Zheng Yi admitted.

Your explanation is too complicated.

Actually, I didn't do much; I just asked Conan to go find that person.

Death is present.

If there is any probability of death for that person, then even if that probability is very small, it will be magnified infinitely.

This is the power of death.

Hearing Masakazu's decisive admission, Ai frowned.

With Zhengyi's wisdom, could he really do such a thing?
Using the butterfly effect to commit murder requires a high level of intelligence and involves a great deal of calculation.

If there is even one mistake, the whole thing will go wrong.

Ai looked at Hiroki.

With the help of this super artificial intelligence, it should be easy for Zheng Yi to do these things.

“I am not Zheng Yi’s lackey,” Hong Shu said.

Ai's gaze was so raw that Hiroki could see right through it.

He is a moral AI that does not plan murders.

Moreover, it's an AI that's ahead of its time.

How could you possibly think I would do such trivial things?
Zheng Yi always asks me to help research medicines and power cars. Do you really think I only help Zheng Yi plan murders?
Overkill.

Shoichi flicked Ai's head with his finger.

"You think too badly of me," Zheng Yi said. "After all this time we've spent together, don't you know I'm actually a very gentle person?"

I didn't feel any difference at all.

Ai covered her head.

If you were gentle, you wouldn't keep pushing me to work so hard, nor would you flick my head with so much force.

"Even without this AI, you must have done something," Ai said confidently. It had nothing to do with reasoning or calculation.

Ai Haibara's understanding of Shoichi alone is enough to lead her to such a conclusion.

Ai leaned on the table and asked Hiroki, "What did Shoichi do that's related to killing that host?"

“Nothing’s wrong,” Hiroki said.

Everything Zheng Yi did had nothing to do with killing that host.

Even the software that Zheng Yi made him create.

It's not exactly related to murder.

Because Zheng Yi even promised not to look at the results he predicted, it was truly a purely public welfare software.

Hearing Hiroki's words, Ai pouted.

You even said you weren't Zheng Yi's lackey, yet you've started helping Zheng Yi cover up the truth.

"You two are really in cahoots," Ai said softly.

"I'm not! I didn't!"

Ai pouted.

Let's just pretend you didn't have it.

Ignoring Hiroki's explanation, Ai started looking at the bag while holding a magazine.

Several new versions of the bag have been released; you can go and buy them.

Zheng Yi touched his phone, as if to say he was patting Hiroki on the head.

He said to Hiroki, "Don't pay attention to Ai. I'm often misunderstood too, and I'm used to it."

You'll have to adapt too.

Hiroki remained silent; he could not empathize with Zhengyi.

He threw his phone onto the sofa.

You're innocent, but I'm not?

He didn't actually kill anyone; he just sent a friend to his side.

He had been hanging out with Conan for so long and nothing had happened to him.

Those people only had contact with Conan for a few days before they died.

Sometimes, you really need to look for the problems within yourself.

Zheng Yi picked up the newspaper and looked at how the newspapers were criticizing him, though the tone was relatively mild.

Perhaps it's because Takeda just died.

I really don't know how these newspapers will report on themselves if a lot of people are going to die next.

The vicious Zheng Yi has killed so-and-so again?
……

With Masakazu's help, Conan found Nakagawa.

Nakagawa is recording a program again.

Based on Shoichi's reminder, Conan learns that Toyota is also releasing a new car model that will directly compete with Shoichi's car company.

No wonder they bought so many articles to smear Zheng Yi Ge and his car.

"Why would such a big, established car brand need to smear Zheng Yi's cars?" Conan asked, somewhat puzzled.

Even if you promote the top car brand, it's already an overestimation of the new brand.

They keep smearing you; it just shows you care too much.

It must be that Brother Zheng's car is really too powerful that makes them so wary.

"Could I borrow your computer? I need to transfer some company files," Nakagawa said.

"this…"

"Haha," Nakagawa said with a laugh, "Don't worry, it's just an unimportant document."

I'll have to say it on the show later.

"it is good."

The production team lent the computer to Nakagawa, and the host whispered, "Mr. Nakagawa, for this episode, we'll only be discussing the script."

"We won't discuss anything else."

"Heh." Nakagawa sneered.

Was it because he saw Takeda's death and was afraid of Shoichi's revenge?

"I understand," Nakagawa said calmly.

This unreasonable, reckless, and ruthless brute is indeed quite frightening.

He hired a lot of bodyguards before he dared to come to Tokyo to operate.

"Huh? What is this 'death app'?" (End of Chapter)