Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Chapter 42 My Heart Is Full of Zhengyi
Fujiwara Naoki, who hadn't yet had a chance to go to the United States, saw positive media coverage of Inspector Megure, which highlighted the veteran officer's wisdom.

He remained calm and collected on the scene and solved the case of his boss's daughter being poisoned.

Fujiwara Naoki was completely stunned.

He had just asked someone to have Matsumoto Kiyonaga investigate Masakazu, when Matsumoto Kiyonaga's daughter was poisoned.

To say that this has nothing to do with Zheng Yi is an understatement; he could drink all the water in the Pacific Ocean.

Looking at the newspaper articles praising Inspector Megure so extensively, Fujiwara Nao felt as disgusted as if he had eaten shit.

Kiyonaga Matsumoto has lost his voice within the Metropolitan Police Department.

Instead of finding the real culprit after their own daughter was poisoned, they gave extensive positive coverage to a policeman who was attached to Zheng Yi.

That useless piece of trash!
Fujiwara crumpled the newspaper into a ball and threw it into the trash can.

This kind of useless newspaper is only used to fool the public.

However, he can't go to the United States.

After a change in expression, he picked up the phone: "Hello? Is this Mr. Zhengyi? I feel that my theater chain is still selling for too high a price. In the current economy, I really can't bear to take so much money."

Do you have time? I'd like to invite you to dinner again to renegotiate the theater pricing.

"Very well, I'll be looking forward to your arrival."

After bowing and scraping as he hung up the phone, Fujiwara Naoshi pounded his thigh in humiliation.

Then that bastard will definitely find out who's behind this investigation and who's causing trouble. If you don't want to be forced to commit suicide, you'll have to pay money to avoid disaster.

"Damn it! It seems like no one can really punish Masakazu!" Fujiwara Nao said sadly.

They can control everything and act with impunity!
The Sumitomo family's headquarters are clearly in Osaka, so how come this guy is so arrogant and domineering in Tokyo?

"Sir, would you like to buy a newspaper?"

"Get out of my way! I don't need it!" Fujiwara Naoko glared angrily at the guy who had come up to sell newspapers.

"The newspaper is about Inspector Megure of the Metropolitan Police Department, and it's related to a certain chaebol's son."

"Ok?"

Fujiwara looked puzzled. How dare you mention that man in the newspaper? Is your newspaper very powerful?
“Let me see,” Fujiwara Nao said.

"Give."

Koike handed the newspaper to Fujiwara Naoki.

Although his job did not include promoting the newspaper, his sense of justice made him want to let more people know the truth.

The public should not live in a reality woven by tycoons and officials.

Fujiwara Naoki was immediately excited after seeing the newspaper.

How can there still be such a outspoken newspaper in Tokyo?

"Has your newspaper never been bothered?" Fujiwara Nao couldn't help but ask.

Koike said earnestly, "Although the editor-in-chief said no, I know he was definitely hiding it from us so we wouldn't worry. He took all the blame on himself."

Even that heartless guy, Fujiwara Nao, was moved by them.

Despite immense pressure, they exposed the evil of Zheng Yi; that's what makes a truly good newspaper.

"Give me a hundred more copies. I want everyone I know to see this newspaper!" Fujiwara Nao said firmly.

Such a conscientious newspaper deserves our full support!
"Thank you so much for your support!" Xiaochi said excitedly.

Koike was thrilled to have successfully gained a new subscriber to the newspaper.

He arrived at his workstation with a great sense of accomplishment.

They had barely sat down when their editor-in-chief walked in excitedly, stood in the center of the group, and shouted loudly, "Our newspaper circulation has reached 50 copies!"

"Waaah~" "Justice will prevail!"

For the Justice Daily, which is still a regional newspaper, a circulation of 50 copies is already a remarkable achievement.

This shows that they have already established a firm foothold in Tokyo and have gained considerable influence.

The Justice Daily delves deep into Tokyo's politics and business, seemingly possessing exclusive political sources that allow it to see things not found in other newspapers.

Most importantly, the Justice Daily really dares to speak its mind.

It dared to speak frankly about the dirty secrets that the government had buried, and even hired political commentators to write columns, truly advocating for the people.

The editor-in-chief clapped his hands to quiet his staff before continuing:
"Our Justice Daily has a daily circulation of 50 copies. We don't need to celebrate our success or how much profit our newspaper has made."

What we should celebrate is that at least half a million people have seen the truth!

"Whoo-hoo-hoo~"

The group of editors and reporters below were excited once again.

A sense of accomplishment and social responsibility fills them completely; there has never been a moment when they are more excited or joyful than they are now.

"Alright, everyone's bonuses will be paid out along with this month's salary," the editor-in-chief said.

Another burst of even more excited cheers erupted from below.

The editor-in-chief waved his hand, telling them to keep their excitement going, and then went into his office.

Speaking out for the people is their mission, and upholding justice is their professional ethics.

The editor-in-chief glanced at the contents of the newspaper and smiled slightly.

"As expected, those conglomerates don't care what others think."

……

"Mr. Zhengyi, I was extremely angry when I saw this newspaper!"

I find it hard to imagine that anyone would harbor such malice towards you, putting you in this vortex of public opinion.

When I saw the newspaper, I strongly condemned that newspaper.

That's a newspaper that pretends to speak up for the people, but actually uses your name to smear others to attract readers—an extremely despicable and filthy organization!

Fujiwara Naoki spoke eloquently to Masakazu.

I've been talking about how despicable that newspaper is, and I'm going to analyze its intention to smear Zhengyi from a deeper level.

Although the newspaper's righteousness commanded his respect, Zheng Yi was sitting right across from him.

In order to survive, I had no choice but to bring this thing out as a scapegoat.

Since the investigation had already greatly angered Zheng Yi, something even more infuriating needed to be brought up in order to divert Zheng Yi's attention away from him.

Zheng Yi quickly glanced through the contents above.

There was no indication of anything, but much of the content was actually handwritten by him.

“These newspapers always report false information.” Zheng Yi shook his head.

But these false rumors are undeniably eye-catching.

"Exactly, this is just too much! Those guys who wrote the reports should be exiled to Siberia!" Fujiwara Nao said angrily.

Zheng glanced at him.

Why is this guy jumping around so enthusiastically? Doesn't he know about freedom of speech?
He, Sumitomo Shoichi, is not a cruel person. Would he cover someone's mouth?

Xiao Ai, who was listening nearby, sighed almost imperceptibly.

A righteous newspaper is about to be sanctioned by Zheng Yi.

(End of this chapter)