Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Chapter 25: It was said earlier that he committed suicide.

"Sorry, where I take you later depends on whether you're the murderer," Sato said expressionlessly.

Because he heard about Masakazu stealing the car from Yumi Miyamoto, Sato had a bad impression of him, thinking that he was not a docile person.

Zheng Yi shook his head.

This policewoman is really disrespectful to me.

“It doesn’t matter to me whether I eat or not, but there’s a child here who hasn’t had dinner yet,” Zheng Yi said.

Wasn't it you who insisted on dragging her out?
That's what she was thinking, but Sato still took out a piece of bread and handed it to Ai so she could have something to eat first.

Ai gently said thank you and took small bites of her bread.

Masakazu patted Ai's head, put an earphone on her head, and said gently, "You can't relax your studies even on the train. Listen to some French."

Ai almost choked on her bread.

Ugh, these parents are suffocating.

Sato quickly drove downstairs.

She reminded Zheng Yi, "There are some bad things upstairs. I suggest that this child wait here. We will have police officers with her."

“No need, it’s good for children to broaden their horizons,” Zheng Yi said.

Living in the world of science fiction, how can one be afraid of corpses?

Seeing Shoichi calmly say such a thing, Sato frowned, finding it hard to imagine how wealthy families raised their offspring.

After Masakazu led Ai into Yoko Okino's house, before he could even see who was there, a familiar voice rang out.

"My autopsy report concludes that the deceased died by suicide," the forensic doctor said to Inspector Megure, his face expressionless.

Inspector Megure's face was ashen.

This forensic doctor has done it more than once. There was only suspicion, so why are you so eager to classify the deceased as a suicide?
As a veteran police officer, Inspector Megure is naturally composed.

Sato, however, was not so patient. She said to the forensic doctor, "Mr. Choso, please recognize your position. You are a forensic doctor for the Metropolitan Police Department, not someone else's lackey!"

Wearing a mask, forensic pathologist Chang Zong adjusted his glasses and said earnestly and seriously, "I have always known what my stance is."

Kogoro Mouri also has a fiery temper.

Especially when it came to his idol, he rushed towards Zheng Yi, then suddenly froze and fell straight back into the chair.

"Mr. Choso is right. The deceased, Mr. Eto, did indeed die by suicide."

"Brother Mori, why are you doing this again!" Inspector Megure said helplessly.

Ignoring Inspector Megure's sarcastic remarks, Kogoro Mouri continued his reasoning: "It's just a simple trick using ice."

By freezing the knife handle inside a block of ice, placing it on the floor, and then sitting down in a chair and lying down from behind, a homicide scene of being stabbed in the back was created. There are still dents on the floor from the impact.

The reason the air conditioner is set so high is to melt the ice quickly.

Inspector Megure frowned and asked, "But why did he commit suicide?"

"Perhaps it's because he still deeply loves Ms. Yoko," Kogoro Mouri said. "He probably wanted to get back together with Ms. Yoko, but he mistakenly identified Ms. Yuko, who was in the room searching for dirt on Ms. Yoko, as Ms. Yoko."

Yuko's escape led Eto to believe that Yoko never loved him. In despair, he planned to commit suicide to frame Yoko.

Yoko Okino looked somewhat dazed.

Everyone assumed that she was affected by this incident.

Yamagishi gritted his teeth and dared not speak.

It's reasonable, the chain of evidence is sufficient, and there's no evidence of homicide. It doesn't look like homicide at all.

But even at the temperature just now, how long would it take for the ice to melt?
How long will it take for Eto to set up the scene?
These past few days, Yoko has turned down a lot of work because her contract is about to expire, so she's been relatively free and has been spending a lot of time at home.

And that guy, Kogoro Mouri.

Before Young Master Zhengyi arrived, it was shouting wildly; after Young Master Zhengyi arrived, it couldn't wait to perform in front of its master. This ugly desire for attention.

Ai Haibara kept staring at Kogoro Mouri's face.

That's so strange. My mouth didn't move, so where did the sound come from?

Zheng Yi pulled Xiao Ai aside and quietly moved to a different spot. Then, he carefully pointed behind the sofa, showing Xiao Ai a scene that suddenly went black.

A little boy, about the same height as her, was talking while holding a bow.

Furthermore, he was completely unaware of Zheng Yi's spying.

Before Zheng Yi could even drink his hot tea, he said with some regret, "The case has been solved, so can I leave now? It's really strange."

"It's something that has absolutely nothing to do with me, but you always like to call me in, as if you have a prejudice against me."

Zhengyi felt he was being too gentle.

To remain calm and composed despite such suspicion shows how well you've been cultivating your composure lately.

The others felt that he was being sarcastic or unsettling.

Inspector Megure looked at the deceased for a while longer, then sighed and said, "You can go back and rest now."

Let's close this case as suicide.

Forensic pathologist Chang Zong began packing his things with a blank expression.

I already told you it was suicide, but you wouldn't believe me. Looks like I have the potential to be a great detective.

Masahiro waved to Sato and asked, "I didn't drive here. You said you would take us to the Beika Grand Hotel for dinner."

I didn't say that.

Inspector Megure nodded helplessly to Sato.

Despite Takagi's worried gaze, she still got out to drive the person home.

Police officers are supposed to be convenient for citizens.

Without greeting the others, Zheng Yi came and went downstairs to the restaurant; it seemed to be just a place for him to rest.

Sato, on the other hand, really felt like he had become Masakazu's driver.

I picked him up from home and then took him to the restaurant.

"I won't take you home," Sato said stubbornly.

“Of course, you can go home after you drop me off at the restaurant,” Zheng Yi said.

Sato's eyebrows furrowed together.

This tone sounds like something a boss would say to an employee.
This condescending attitude is really annoying.

Ai picked up the bread and continued eating.

See? I told you long ago, it wasn't her fault that she couldn't stand Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi fiddled with his phone for a while, then said to Sato, "Actually, you police officers should listen to the opinions of professionals more often."

For example, the forensic doctor Chang Zong has already determined through 'professional' means that it was a suicide, and the case is almost closed.

It's really unreasonable that you only believe it after Kogoro Mouri, the detective, has to do the deduction.

It's not that the police are incompetent; the Metropolitan Police Department has many capable people. It's that the opinions of these capable people are not being heeded, which highlights the Metropolitan Police Department's incompetence.

Sato gripped the steering wheel tightly, genuinely afraid she would crash into the roadside telephone pole.

Ai had stopped eating her bread and carefully tightened her seatbelt.

(End of this chapter)