Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Instead of taking Conan home, Masakazu drove directly to his newspaper office.

Since he had already decided to devote most of his time to fighting the organization.

Then Zheng Yi will provide Conan with the greatest convenience.

"I'll still handle the explanations for Mr. Mori and Ran."

"Go into the newspaper office by yourself. I've already spoken to the supervisor, and he'll take care of things for you."

"Uh, okay." Conan nodded.

He glanced at the newspaper office sign and was somewhat taken aback.

He thought that the only newspaper owned by the top leader was the newly opened "Justice Group Daily".

That newspaper only reports news from within the Justice Group.

They also occasionally report on trending topics.

I never expected that the famous 'Justice Daily' also belongs to the "Cheng Yi Ge" (Cheng Yi Ge's) newspaper. This newspaper is known for daring to criticize him.

Currently, this newspaper is also in a lawsuit with Brother Zheng Yi over the newspaper's name.

Masayuki noticed Conan's confusion.

He explained, "Although this newspaper belongs to me, I believe that even the owner of a newspaper cannot interfere with what reporters and the media say."

We must ensure that they always dare to speak the truth and report the most authentic news.

So, apart from a very few people, none of the employees knew I was the boss behind the scenes.

"I see." Conan nodded.

Zheng Yi Ge is very respectful of the truth.

There are so few entrepreneurs like him in Japan. I really hope there are more people like Zheng Yi.

If all Japanese business leaders had the qualities of Masakazu.

I wonder just how bright Japan's future will be.

"Go to the newspaper office first, and the people there will take you to Toyota."

"Besides, there's a lot of information in the newspaper; you might find information about the organization there," Zheng Yi said.

"Okay, thank you, Brother Zhengyi." Conan nodded.

"Okay, goodbye then."

He waved to Conan and then drove away.

Conan watched until the taillights of Masakazu's car disappeared before stepping into the newspaper office.

"You're Conan Edogawa?"

"Uh, that's right."

Conan nodded, looking at the guy dressed as a mummy with a puzzled expression.

The guy was wearing a large brown trench coat, and a big hat on his head covered his ears.

Moreover, his face and arms were covered in bandages, completely concealing him.

“I’m the acting editor-in-chief of this newspaper. Just come with me,” Tequila said.

"it is good."

Tequila took Conan for a walk around the newspaper office.

After letting him familiarize himself with the environment, I said to him, "You can ask whatever you want, and no one in the newspaper will ask you what you do specifically."

Don't worry.

"Thank you so much."

Tequila smiled at the kid.

In the past, he hated children the most.

When he's in a bad mood, he might kick me a few times.

But ever since he followed Zhengyi, he went from being a shameful rat to a person with social status and money.

They became much friendlier to children and other people.

"You are welcome."

Conan looked at the tequila and asked, "May I ask why you have bandages on your face?"

Tequila said nonchalantly, "Because I was injured before, I have a very ugly scar on my face."

The bandage was used to cover it so as not to frighten others.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I'm used to it." Tequila waved her hand.

After having a reporter watch over Conan, Tequila returned to her office.

'Why is Zheng Yi taking such good care of this brat?'

Agave doesn't understand.

If you don't understand, don't overthink it; just do as Zheng Yi says. If he could understand everything...
That means he paid Zheng Yi's salary.

Conan lay on a small table, feeling that the acting president seemed very strange.

Moreover, that guy gave him a very familiar feeling.

"Little friend, here's what you wanted."

"Thank you."

Conan gave a naive smile.

Conan asked curiously, "Uncle, do you know why the president is wearing bandages?"

"Because he was disfigured by a bomb."

The reporter said with an indignant expression, "That's why the president has bandages on."

"When was it?"

"I am not sure as well."

Conan nodded.

There have been quite a few bombings in Tokyo, and he couldn't guess which one it would be.

If I can't guess, I'll just have to put it aside for now.

He trusted Brother Zhengyi's judgment; since Brother Zhengyi trusted him, there shouldn't be any major problems.

Let's investigate Toyota's situation first.

Seeing Conan intently studying the documents, the reporter shook his head and left.

The president was blown up like this by Zheng Yi.

But children are not yet suited to be exposed to such dark things, so it's best not to tell him yet.

……

After returning home, Zheng Yi hummed a little tune.

She looked incredibly happy.

Ai, who was watching TV with Curaçao, turned her head to look at Seiichi, then turned her gaze back to the TV.

In Ai's hand, she was holding an open magazine, and the price of a bag in the magazine was circled in red.

The TV show on TV is "Tom and Jerry".

Curaçao seems to really like this show.

"Aren't you going to ask me why I'm so happy?"

Masaichi sat down next to Ai and nudged her so much that she almost ended up on Curaçao.

"It's none of my business," Ai pouted.

After saying that, Ai gave Masakazu a nudge.

However, her strength was simply insufficient, and instead, she moved herself closer to Curaçao.

"How could it be unrelated?"

Masakazu wanted to share his joy, but he was afraid that Ai wouldn't understand it.

So he did something that made Ai very happy.

“Your monthly salary will be increased by 10,000 yen from now on,” Masakazu said.

After Zheng Yi finished speaking, Xiao Ai did not react at all.

Ai didn't even have the thought of turning her head to look at Masahiro.

"You're not even willing to get a raise?" Zheng Yi looked at Xiao Ai with a puzzled expression.

Ai threw the sunflower seed shells she had cracked into the trash can.

Looking at Masakazu with disdain, he said, "An extra 10,000 yen a month is far too little."

She wouldn't even consider that much money.

"Is this still not enough? How about I give you ten times that?"

"Hmm?" Ai perked up.

She might be interested if it were 100,000 yen a month.

Zheng Yi said generously, "Then I'll give you an extra ten thousand over ten months."

"Why don't you die!"

Ai punched Shoichi's arm.

Is this tenfold amount for you to add to the month?

Xiao Ai was convinced.

Indeed, some people are born capitalists; this kind of addition is something others can never learn in a lifetime. (End of Chapter)