Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

"Chōmō, I'm leaving the determination of the deceased's exact cause of death to you," Inspector Megure said.

"Don't worry, Inspector Megure."

Choso, wearing gloves, stared intently at the corpse on the ground.

His assistant said, "Mr. Tokiwa's appearance seems a bit like an illness."

“It can’t possibly be an illness,” Choso said firmly.

How could it be an illness?

He definitely died from some kind of poison.

Choso said solemnly to his assistant, "As a forensic doctor, you must always be truthful and factual."

Don't jump to conclusions before the examination even begins.

"Yes!" The assistant lowered his head, admitting his mistake with a guilty look on his face.

Seeing that his assistant's attitude of admitting his mistake was good, Nagamune nodded.

“Sometimes, the results of our forensic examinations can influence the direction of a case's investigation, so we must never draw conclusions lightly,” Changzong said.

The assistant replied, "Understood, thank you for your guidance."

Inspector Megure was overjoyed to see this.

This is what a forensic doctor should be like.

Without Masakazu, Choso would have been the best forensic pathologist in all of Japan.

Even Sato looked at Chosokado with surprise.

She whispered in Takagi's ear, "Did Nagase get upset about something? He's acting like this today..."

Sato didn't know how to describe him.

"Cough cough."

Takagi coughed and said softly, "Chōso has always been reliable, of course, I'm referring to the situation without Sōichi."

With Zhengyi involved, Changzong will start spouting nonsense.

Even without Zheng Yi, his professionalism was beyond question, and he always respected the results of the appraisals.

“He’s clearly a very capable guy, what a pity…” Sato shook his head.

Unfortunately, they fawn over the powerful and wealthy without any bottom line.

"Ahem." Inspector Megure walked over and said, "Chōso will absolutely not bow down to the powerful this time."

He has witnessed Choso's justice.

Inspector Megure said, "Takagi, walk around and see if there's anything suspicious."

"Sato, take statements from the bodyguards, secretaries, and members of the public around you. See who is more suspicious."

"Yes Yes!"

……

"What trouble?"

Zheng Yi leaned back on the sofa, watching Tom and Jerry with Xiao Ai.

But even in moments of leisure, someone will always come along to disturb them.

His little assassin is in trouble again and wants Zheng Yi to help.

After hearing about Conan's troubles, Masakazu asked, "Is Chosokabe at the scene?"

"exist."

“Okay, leave it to me,” Zheng Yi said.

After hanging up on Conan, Shoichi immediately called Nagamune.

……

At the crime scene, Inspector Megure begins using AI analysis to determine who is most likely the culprit.

The AI ​​directly compiled a list of names, each with a motive to kill Tokiwa.

Of the people present, there were seven or eight who had a motive to kill him.

Inspector Megure scratched his head.

Tokiwa has done too many things that have angered both heaven and man, which has led to so many people wanting to kill him.

But Inspector Megure already knew who the murderer was.

The officer's words to Nagamune indicated that the murderer was Senju Junji, but there was simply a lack of evidence.

Inspector Megure slapped his forehead.

He's a second-generation chaebol heir. They know he's the murderer, but there's no evidence. The Metropolitan Police Department also has his people.

Inspector Megure had a very familiar feeling about him.

No, no.

Inspector Megure quickly shook his head.

The difference in level between Qiantou and Zhengyi is too great; he can never become the second Zhengyi.

"Buzz~"

As Nagamichi was examining the body, his cell phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket.

He quickly removed his hands from the body, then swiftly removed his gloves and washed his hands.

After looking around and finding that no one was paying attention to him, Chosokabe held up his phone and said quietly, "Mr. Shoichi, is there anything you need?"

“There’s a signal transmitter and a listening device on Tokiwa’s clothes. Take them off and hide them so no one finds them,” Shoichi said.

"clear."

Upon receiving the order, Chosoko agreed without hesitation and without asking why.

Without exchanging pleasantries, Zheng Yi hung up the phone after receiving the order.

"Mr. Choso, was that an important person who called you just now?"

When Chomune returned to Tokiwa's body, the assistant asked curiously.

“That’s right,” Choso said. “It’s my family, there’s an emergency.”

The assistant said, "If you have an emergency, you can ask Inspector Megure for permission to go back. I can help you here."

"No need, it's not too urgent, let's get to work," Choso said.

The assistant nodded.

After putting his gloves back on, Choso said to his assistant, "Go to the car and get another set of knives."

"Yes."

After the assistant left, Chomune searched Tokiwa's body and found a signal transmitter and a listening device in his trouser leg.

The two things were stuck in the chewing gum, but he didn't notice them at the time.

Upon finding out, he immediately put it in his shoe.

While examining the body, Chosokabe couldn't help but start thinking.

This case is actually related to Young Master Zhengyi. Could it be another murder?
But Tokiwa and Prince Seiichi seem to have no grudges against each other.

Moreover, Qiantou's men also came looking for him, so the murderer is very likely Qiantou. So why is Young Master Zhengyi involved?

Sento and Sumitomo seem to be both conglomerates.

It's perfectly normal for conglomerates to be involved with each other.

Chosokazu didn't know whether it was because Shoichi wanted to support Senju to become a councilor that he killed Tokiwa, or whether Senju asked Shoichi to help clear his name after committing the murder.

But none of that matters.

As Chosokazu became increasingly lost in thought, Inspector Megure approached with his phone and asked:
"So, has the cause of Tokiwa's death been found yet?"

As long as Tokiwa's cause of death is entered into the phone, the AI ​​can perform another deduction, narrowing down the possibilities of the murderer, or even directly identifying the murderer and the evidence.

Choso put down his knife, his expression neither surprised nor pleased.

When Inspector Megure saw Choso's expression, his heart skipped a beat.

Choso said expressionlessly, "According to my examination, Mr. Tokiwa did not die from poisoning."

"What did you say!?" Inspector Megure stared at Nagamune in shock.

It's changed, completely changed.

Inspector Megure sensed that Nagamune had changed; he was no longer the Nagamune who had rejected that officer.

“Inspector Megure, as a forensic pathologist, I will stand by what I say,” Choso said earnestly. He became a forensic pathologist for Shoichi's sake.

Moreover, Tokiwa was not actually poisoned, and he was not lying when he said that.

"The deceased's entire body was flushed, and his lips were dry, cracked, and peeling. These symptoms... indicate heatstroke," Choso said calmly.

"Heatstroke?" Inspector Megure was angered by Nagamune's words.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Tokiwa died in the morning, when the temperature was only 20 degrees Celsius."

"At this temperature, it's even a little cool. You're saying he has heatstroke?"

Inspector Megure felt that Chosokabe did not respect his intelligence.

But then I thought of Chosoko's previous statements, such as "being shot eight times in the body is copper poisoning" and "being dismembered into eight pieces is suicide."

Inspector Megure sighed.

Sometimes, Chosoko really didn't care about his intelligence.

Inspector Megure asked, "Could this case be related to Shoichi?"

Aside from Shoichi, Inspector Megure couldn't think of anyone who could have changed Chosochi so drastically.

He looked around.

Zheng Yi himself was not there, nor was his personal assassin.

This doesn't follow the previous pattern.

"Inspector Megure, I don't know who this case is related to. I'm just reporting my findings to you."

Choso adjusted his glasses and continued, "Although it's hard to believe that someone could get heatstroke at 20 degrees Celsius, this is indeed my true assessment result."

He lifted a corner of the shroud and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Inspector Megure, the preliminary cause of death is determined to be multiple organ failure caused by heatstroke."

The deceased's internal body temperature was extremely high; the blood in the blood vessels was almost boiling.

"Huh? Died from sunbathing in the early morning?" Inspector Megure crossed his arms, looking incredulous.

"Who would believe that! Unless there's burning coal buried under that bench!"

Inspector Megure could not accept this outcome.

"Have you gotten the results of the water analysis for the bottle Tokiwa drank from last time?" Inspector Megure asked.

"Have."

A police officer jogged over and said, "The water in the bottle has been laced with a diuretic."

"Who gave this water to Tokiwa?" Inspector Megure asked.

"it's me."

Hideo Kurokawa, Tokiwa's secretary, came over and said, "I gave it to Mr. Tokiwa."

However, this was all at Mr. Tokiwa's instruction.

In preparation for this morning run, he is undergoing dehydration training and has taken diuretics to control his weight.

This is a common practice among athletes; although it's unhealthy, he insists on doing it, and I can't persuade him otherwise.

Inspector Megure frowned.

He consulted AI.

It was discovered that Kurokawa has indeed been buying diuretics recently.

“But there’s no way to prove that Mr. Tokiwa asked you to buy it,” Conan said, leaning closer.

With no worries about the future, he spoke without any restraint: "It's possible that Mr. Kurokawa knew that the police had a way to check purchase records."

So Mr. Kurokawa had been making purchases for the past few days.

“Conan is right,” Inspector Megure said. “Do you have any evidence to prove that Tokiwa asked you to buy it?”

“No.” Kurokawa shook his head. “That was just Mr. Tokiwa’s verbal instruction to me. What evidence is there?”

Conan frowned.

Mr. Kurokawa is far too calm.

Choso glanced at Kurokawa and chimed in, "That should be it."

Mr. Tokiwa died from dehydration caused by taking diuretics combined with the high temperature.

"That's complete nonsense! Diuretics combined with high temperatures would accelerate dehydration, but this park is clearly cool in the morning!" Inspector Megure said angrily.

My previous change of opinion about Chosokabe was entirely due to my own blindness.

This case clearly has nothing to do with Shoichi, yet Chomichi is starting to disregard the facts.

No, it's not necessarily about ignoring the facts; it's also possible that Chosokabe concealed some crucial test results.

Simply concealing some of the results can cause a lot of trouble in solving the case.

Inspector Megure turned his gaze to his assistant.

The assistant was taken aback.

He didn't intend to help Nagamatsu cover it up, but only Nagamatsu knew the specific outcome; he had been sent away by Nagamatsu.

"If you check again, what will you find?" Inspector Megure asked his assistant.

"Me?" The assistant pointed to his nose, then quickly shook his head.

If he had that ability, he wouldn't have become an assistant.

Inspector Megure sighed.

The highly skilled forensic doctor, Choso, harbored ulterior motives, while the other forensic doctors were simply incompetent.

The Metropolitan Police Department is having a really tough time.

Inspector Megure exclaimed, somewhat exasperated, "How could someone possibly die from dehydration at this temperature, unless there are several air conditioners blowing warm air directly onto Tokiwa!"

“Inspector Megure, you need to learn to accept reality,” Choso said.

"Hmph!" Inspector Megure sneered. "Chōmō, what happened to upholding justice?"

Choso said without a trace of shame, "Inspector Megure, I have always been committed to Shoichi."

When talking about the Shoichi sect, Chosokabe used Chinese.

Heating?

While Nagamune and Inspector Megure were arguing, Conan overheard a crucial piece of information from their conversation.

He asked in his soft, childlike voice, "Brother Changzong, if I use an air conditioner or heater, will it really cause dehydration?"

Choso looked at Conan and bent down.

Young Master Zheng Yi was quite interested in this child, so he said, "It's possible."

Conan turned his gaze to the garden blower behind the chair.

He pointed to the garden blower and asked innocently, "What is this?"

"Oh, this is a garden blower," Tokiwa's secretary, Kurokawa, replied to Conan with a smile.

"It can generate a powerful airflow that instantly gathers fallen leaves scattered in lawns, deep green belts, or bushes into piles, making it several times more efficient than sweeping with a broom."

Grass clippings, dead branches, and fallen leaves left after mowing can be quickly blown into trash cans or collection bags using a blower.

Conan nodded and asked, "Is the wind it blows hot?"

Kurokawa was taken aback, a hint of panic in his eyes.

“Regular garden leaf blowers blow cold air, but there are also warm air blowers used in agriculture and greenhouses,” Inspector Megure replied.

"Conan, the police are investigating a case right now, so don't keep asking questions here." Inspector Megure looked at Conan with some disdain.

He pushed Conan, trying to shoo him away.

Conan, being pushed by Inspector Megure, still turned back to Kurokawa and asked, "That garden hairdryer in the park, it's not a warm air hairdryer, is it?"

"Of course not, there's no need for a heater here," Inspector Megure said.
"Alright, stop causing trouble here."

Conan continued, "But the hairdryer behind the chair looks different from the hairdryers in other parts of the park."

Inspector Megure scratched his head: "Maybe it's a different model."

He didn't pay much attention; you should at least be aware of what model of hair dryer is used in the park.

A crime scene is not a place to satisfy a child's curiosity.

Conan was defeated by Inspector Megure.

How can he be even more dull-witted than Uncle Mori?
Without reminding Inspector Megure, Conan ran straight to Kurokawa and grabbed his hand—

He licked it. (End of Chapter)