Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Because of the rain, Tumen Kanghui's bodyguards opened their umbrellas.

The citizens who had gathered around also opened their umbrellas.

Soon, the park was filled with umbrellas, especially around Tumen Kanghui, who was surrounded by colorful umbrellas.

Chianti and Cohen on the rooftop were both stunned.

Because the umbrellas blocked their view, they had lost sight of Tumen Kanghui.

"Let's find a place where we can shelter from the rain for the interview," said Tsuchimon Yasuhiro.

"Ah, okay." Rena Mizunashi nodded.

Inside the Porsche,

"Let's go back first," Gin said over the walkie-talkie.

The organization quickly evacuated.

Even Rena Mizunashi approached her colleagues at the TV station, saying that her throat was sore and asking them to go on the interview in her place.

The organizers drove to an abandoned warehouse.

Gin stepped out of the car and looked at everyone, saying, "It's time to begin the second act."

Chianti shrugged.

It doesn't matter which plan it is, as long as she can fire the gun.

"You guys are really incompetent; you can't even do this little thing right."

Zheng Yi, dressed in white, walked into the warehouse.

Gin squinted at Shoichi.

The white clothes reflected a somewhat dazzling light after being exposed to the sunlight.

"Shut up!" Gin gave Shoichi a cold look.

The thought of who was behind this operation sent Gin's heart sinking to the bottom.

Zhengyi walked up to Gin and plopped down on the hood of Gin's wife's car.

He looked at the group and said, "Are all the people in this organization useless? They can't even kill someone."

His tone was slightly sarcastic: "You're not even as professional as a child."

Gin stared coldly at Shoichi.

"Don't have a woman's face, it disgusts me," Gin said.

At this moment, Zheng Yi was wearing a woman's mask, and when he spoke, he deliberately changed his voice to a woman's voice.

"Oh dear, when I'm with criminals like you, I certainly can't reveal my identity."

"I'd love to visit you in prison someday," Zheng Yi said with a smile.

He glanced around and then fixed his gaze on Rena Mizunashi's face.

"Isn't this a TV announcer? I've even listened to her programs before," Zheng Yi said with a smile.

Rena Mizunashi looked at Masakazu without saying a word.

She didn't know who this secretive person was, only that it was a man.

Judging from his behavior and Gin's attitude towards him, it's safe to assume that this person holds a high position within the organization.

There must be very few people in the organization who would dare to speak to Gin like that, right?
Zheng Yi continued in a female voice, "Why didn't you shoot and kill Tsuchimon Kanghui in the park?"

Chianti said, "The view is blocked by the umbrellas, so we can't find Tumen Kanghui's exact location at all."

Vodka also said, "If the gun had been fired, it's very likely that it wouldn't have been Tsuchimichi Kanghui who was killed."

Zheng Yi blinked and said cruelly, "Don't give me so many reasons, you can easily create some chaos."

If trouble arises, how could Tumen Kanghui not show up?

Gin looked at Shoichi and said, "If the chaos we cause is too great, the organization's existence will be exposed."

He paused for a moment, then said coldly, "I cannot expose the organization's existence for a trivial mission."

Zheng Yi raised an eyebrow.

I am very dissatisfied with Gin's statement that it is insignificant.

His affairs are the most important things.

Zheng Yi said, "It doesn't matter. No matter how much trouble you cause, I can still smooth things over."

These bold words led Rena Mizunashi to guess that he might be a big figure in Japanese society.

They are either high-ranking officials, tycoons, or the heads of large corporations; they are definitely not minor figures.

Who is this person?

And she's very young.

No, and it's not necessarily young people.

Rena Mizunashi guessed: His voice and face are fake, and she doesn't know his exact age.

She glanced at Zheng Yi's hands, which also showed obvious signs of disguise.

You can't tell his age at all.

Zheng Yi leaned against the Porsche and said, "If this causes a big commotion, I'll just pin the blame on that young master Zheng Yi."

"what?"

"Ah?"

"Cough cough!"

Upon hearing Zheng Yi's words, the group reacted strongly.

Vermouth, who had just arrived on her motorcycle, coughed a few times while covering her mouth.

Should we frame Zheng Yi?
That's really something.

Vermouth looked at Zheng Yi with a very strange expression.

Zheng Yi continued, disregarding everything else, "Anyway, this isn't the first time we've done something like this."

We've ruined that young master Zhengyi's reputation to the point of being utterly discredited.

Now that the blame is being pinned on him, even if Zheng Yi has no motive and won't gain anything from it, those idiots won't suspect a thing.

Upon hearing this, Rena Mizunashi raised an eyebrow.

The reputation of that young master Zhengyi was all fabricated by the organization to cover up its existence and frame Zhengyi.
This is really big news.

She knew Yoko Okino, whose boss was Masakazu.

She had heard from Yoko Okino that although she hadn't had much contact with Masakazu, Yoko Okino's overall feeling was that Masakazu was a good person.

In his daily life, he is even considered extremely mild-mannered compared to other second-generation chaebols.

However, when faced with a rival like Zheng Yi, he becomes extremely ruthless and brutal, completely different from his usual self.

Could it be that this was all a setup by the organization?
Vermouth kept staring at Rena Mizunashi. Although there was no obvious change in her expression, the change in her aura proved that she was not at peace.

A smile played on her lips as she said:

"Wouldn't this be a bad idea? If we keep blaming that guy, won't he get angry and find out that we're the masterminds behind it all?"

“No,” Zheng Yi said with a mischievous grin. “He’s a rather gentle and mild-mannered person.”

Vermouth removed her helmet, crossed her arms, and said:
"Although I'm not a good person, I still feel that you're too bad."

Zheng Yi waved his hand and said, "I framed him for everything, and he still benefited a lot."

Because of his reputation, business negotiations are much simpler for him.

Perhaps that guy actually enjoys his current fame?

Gin frowned in annoyance as he listened to their conversation.

He had no interest in listening to their nonsense.

"Alright, enough talk, let's get started assigning tasks," Gin said.

Shoichi and Vermouth exchanged a smile and stopped talking. After they stopped, Rena Mizunashi felt a little disappointed, as she had hoped to hear more about the organization.

……

The lighting in the suite on the top floor of the Beika Hotel was slightly dim.

Tumen Kanghui stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, holding a thin folder in his hand.

That was evidence of his father's extramarital affair with a bar hostess 20 years ago while he was working for the Ministry of Defense.

"Mr. Tumen..."

The bodyguard behind him, a trusted confidant of many years, spoke in a low voice, tinged with resentment.

"This must be a tactic Zheng Yi is using to force you to back down. You can't fall into their trap like this!"
We can issue a statement saying it's fake and a political smear campaign!

News about Shoichi always spreads very quickly, and they already knew that Tokiwa's death might be because of Shoichi.

Tumen Kanghui slowly turned around. This man, known in the political arena for his iron fist and integrity, showed no anger on his face at this moment.

He shook his head: "Integrity? My confidant, what do you think 'integrity' really means in this political circle filled with lies and deals?"

The bodyguard was speechless for a moment.

Tumen Kanghui walked to the sofa and sat down, his slender fingers gently tracing the glaring photos on the folder:
"If I deny it now and hold a press conference to denounce it as slander, I might be able to stabilize the situation temporarily."

But then what? They will produce more, more conclusive evidence.

By then, I will not only lose, but I will lose miserably, and all my past achievements will be labeled as 'hypocritical'.

Tumen Kanghui raised his voice a few decibels: "When I ran for councilor, I promised to bring the people a transparent and clean government."

I promised to lead by example.

If even my father's historical stains need to be covered up with lies, then why should I expect others to be honest and upright?

By what right do I accuse my opponent of indiscretion?

"But sir, this is for the greater good! If you are elected, you can implement laws that benefit the country and its people, and you can crack down on the real evil forces!" the bodyguard urged anxiously.

"No buts." Tumen Kanghui stood up and straightened his sharp suit and tie:

"Politics is not maintained by covering up the truth."

If my election is based on deceiving the people, then no matter how secure my position is, it's just a castle in the air.

I'd rather not have that kind of victory.

"So, I've decided..."

Tumen Kanghui took a deep breath, a resolute glint in his eyes: "No hiding, no excuses. I will personally make this public."

The bodyguard stared in shock, his eyes wide: "You...you're going to expose yourself?"

“Yes.” Tumen Kanghui nodded. “Rather than letting the opponents or the media throw things out like bombs, it’s better for me to tell the public myself.”

I want to tell them that my father made mistakes, but I will not run away from them.

I want to tell them that I'm withdrawing from this election not out of fear, but because I want to uphold my principles.

After making the decision, Tumen Kanghui did not hesitate and immediately contacted the TV station and reporters.

In the afternoon, the press conference hall of Tokyo Metropolitan Government was packed with reporters from major television stations and flashing lights.

Tumen Kanghui, dressed in a dark suit, walked solemnly onto the podium.

He didn't look at the script in his hand, but stared directly at the camera.

"Hello, friends from the media and voters who support me."

His voice was steady and powerful, carrying to every corner.

"Today, I stand here not to give a campaign speech, but to confess something to you all."

Tsuchimon Yasunari took a deep breath and continued, "Recently, some private matters concerning my father, Mr. Tsuchimon Koichi, a former Defense Agency official, have been unearthed."

Yes, that's true. Twenty years ago, my father did have a shameful extramarital affair.

As his son, I cannot defend him; as a public servant dedicated to serving the people, I cannot turn a blind eye to this, or even cover it up.

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the shocked crowd below the stage: "My father is already over seventy years old, and that past is long gone."

But I know that family traditions represent a person's character.

With my family background tarnished like this, I can no longer accept everyone's votes with a clear conscience, nor can I demand a perfect moral image from everyone.

"My initial motivation for running for office was to make this country a better place and to ensure that everyone can live in the sunshine."

If I can't even be honest with myself, then all my ideals will be overshadowed.

Tsuchimon Kanghui clenched his fist, his voice trembling slightly, but still firm: "Therefore, after careful consideration, I hereby solemnly announce..."

He paused for a full three seconds, as if using all his strength, and then said, word by word:

"I, Kang Hui Tumen, hereby formally withdraw from the election for a seat in the House of Representatives."

The entire place fell silent, then erupted into a huge uproar.

Reporters bombarded him with questions, trying to catch even a hint of panic or regret on his face.

……

Inside the abandoned warehouse, Gin was still assigning tasks.

Zheng Yi listened casually from the side.

Knowing Tumen Kanghui's itinerary, they decided to take action against him on Highway 16.

The ones who made the move were Vermouth and Rena Mizunashi, while Chianti and Cohen became the ones who provided assistance.

Zheng Yi was indifferent to their actions.

"Beep, beep, beep~"

"Beep, beep, beep~"

Shoichi's phone ringing displeased Gin, who was assigning tasks.

But Shoichi never needed to worry about Gin's opinion.

He took out his phone and answered it, then his eyes gradually widened.

After putting down his phone, Masahiro said to Gin, "You guys continue. I definitely won't bother you this time."

Gin snorted and continued assigning tasks.

After the setup was complete, Rena Mizunashi and Vermouth, fully equipped, got on their motorcycles.

Just before they were about to take action, Zheng Yi suddenly spoke up: "The operation can be canceled."

"What did you say?" Gin looked at Shoichi with an unfriendly expression.

You're the one who initiated this task, and now you're suddenly canceling it?

This happened right after he finished assigning the tasks.

Gin felt that Shoichi did it on purpose.

Zheng Yi smiled and opened his arms to everyone: "Congratulations, the mission is complete."

Everyone frowned, puzzled.

Zheng held up his phone, showing them the video recording on it:

“Look, Tumen Kanghui has already told the media that he is giving up the election.”

Zheng Yi smiled and said, "Your mission was to get Tu Men Kang Hui to give up running for councilor, and now the mission is complete."

Although you may not have done anything, I have seen your preparations during this period.

You will receive your due bonuses in full.

Chianti pursed her lips.

The inability to kill took away some of her joy.

Gin stared silently at Shoichi, his eyes devoid of any warmth. (End of Chapter)