Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

After waiting for Shoichi for a long time, Gin finally brought him back.

"Has Curaçao regained her memories? What about the list?"

"What's the rush?" Zheng Yi curled his lip and turned to look at Curaçao. "Curaçao, give it to him."

Curaçao nodded, stepped forward, took out a black USB drive from her pocket, and handed it to Gin.

“This is…” Gin took the USB drive, his brows furrowed.

“This contains the complete list of all the undercover agents from Curaçao’s memory,” Zheng Yi said.

He pointed to Bourbon, Kir, and Shuichi Akai, who were handcuffed.

“In Curaçao’s memory, all three of them are innocent.”

Shoichi pulled another document out of his pocket and tossed it to Gin.

"This is the original file that Curaçao 'remembered'. It clearly states that Bourbon, Gil, and Subaru Okiya were all loyal members of the organization. Their undercover identities... were hallucinations caused by Curaçao's memory loss."

Gin took the document and quickly flipped through it.

Zheng Yi's explanation is that after Curaçao escaped, she suffered a head injury, which caused memory confusion. The messages she sent to Rum were just whatever came to mind.

Many loyal members of the organization were sent out as undercover agents.

Finally, Zheng Yi also severely criticized Gin's indiscriminate killing of innocent people, which resulted in many loyal members of the organization not dying while serving the organization, but being arbitrarily killed by Gin, causing a huge waste of resources.

Gin completely ignored Shoichi's criticisms.

He simply looked at Curaçao and asked, "Have your memories truly returned?"

Curaçao nodded.

Gin looked at the three men who seemed to be undercover agents again. "Are they really not undercover agents?"

Curaçao shook his head.

“You look very disappointed,” Zhengyi said.

Gin didn't seem very happy that he couldn't kill these three people on charges of being undercover agents.

“No.” Gin said coldly, “Since you’ve ruled out the possibility of rats, then you’re lucky. It’s not cheap for the organization to train a usable ‘tool.’ Now that you’ve confirmed your loyalty, then tie your life to the organization and do your best to shine.”

As he spoke, Gin gave them a cold look: "If I catch you betraying us again, next time it won't just be as simple as handcuffing you here."

"Looks like you haven't killed enough yet," Zheng Yi said.

Gin did not refute this.

He merely glanced at them and left without saying a word.

Before he came, Rum called him and said he had seen Curaçao and confirmed that Curaçao was fine.

But Gin didn't take Rum's words seriously.

It's impossible that Zheng took Curaçao out for so long just to have fun, even though he is indeed a playful person.

But he preferred to seize the organization's assets, and Curaçao was a valuable asset within the organization, naturally falling within his covetous range.

He didn't believe that Zheng Yi hadn't done anything to Curaçao.

As for Rum saying there's no problem with Curaçao.

Oh.

Putting aside whether Rum was incompetent or whether he could see through Zheng Yi's methods.

Rum is a capitulationist within the organization; he tolerates Zheng Yi as much as possible and retreats whenever possible.

Many of the organization's assets were given to Zhengyi with Rum's consent.

When Zheng Yi wanted the organization to send a bodyguard, he firmly disagreed, while Rum, that weak guy, directly sent Curaçao instead.

If Zheng Yi takes a liking to Curaçao this time, can Rum refuse to give it to him?

Today we'll cede five cities, tomorrow ten, and the day after tomorrow we'll hand over the entire organization to Zhengyi.

He needed to contact the boss immediately.

With Rum and Shoichi in Japan, it's far too dangerous. They're more dangerous than undercover agents and the FBI.

Undercover agents and the FBI can only cause minor, harmless damage to an organization, while Rum and Zheng Yi can destroy it.

With powerful enemies outside and Rum, a powerful surrender faction, inside, the organization is doomed!
After Gin left, only Shoichi, Curaçao, and a few handcuffed people remained.

Zheng Yi sat in the chair watching them, not in a hurry to let them out.

He said in a low voice, "I protected you this time, how do you plan to repay me?"

"What do you want?" Shuichi Akai asked. "I'm just an ordinary technician, I probably can't give you what you want."

“Give me whatever you have, I won’t be picky,” Zheng Yi said.

Shuichi Akai cursed inwardly.

The way he's being skinned makes him look even more like that person.

Bourbon's metal handcuffs brushed against the steel pipe behind him. He didn't want to dawdle any longer and asked directly:

"Just tell me what you want."

Zheng Yi said, "I didn't just help you clear your names, I helped you conceal your undercover identities."

The three of them, including Bourbon, stared wide-eyed and opened their mouths, but no one spoke.

Is it really necessary to say it so directly?
There are still listening devices left by Gin here.

"Don't worry, I've already destroyed those listening devices," Zheng Yi said.

Kiel glanced at Zheng Yi, then remained silent with his eyes closed.

The person in front of her knew her place well, and she didn't even bother to explain herself.

Bourbon said to Zheng Yi, "When did I become an undercover agent? How come I didn't know?"

He suspected Cointreau was fishing.

"I don't even know when I became an undercover agent," Shuichi Akai said.

Seeing that the two were still being stubborn, Zheng Yi walked up to them with a smile.

He pointed at Kiel first, without saying a word.

Then he turned to Bourbon: "Bourbon, also known as Amuro Tooru, also known as Tanikawa San, FBI, am I right?"

"wrong."

“You’re not being honest. I hate people who like to lie.” Zheng Yi patted Bourbon’s head.

The moment Zheng Yi's palm touched Bourbon's blond hair, he rubbed it like he was petting a large pet dog, and Bourbon's body instantly stiffened.

He abruptly turned his head to avoid Zheng Yi's hand, his eyes filled with a fury that was hard to discern whether it was feigned or not.

The handcuffs on his wrists slammed against the steel pipe with a loud clang due to his violent struggle.

"She has quite a fiery temper."

Shoichi smiled and withdrew his hand, then looked at Shuichi Akai.

He pointed at Shuichi Akai and said, "This is also an old acquaintance of yours, Subaru Okiya, also known as Taniguchi Tanikawa, a CIA agent."

Shuichi Akai's eyes flickered, unsure of what Shoichi meant.

Should we flirt with them?
“If you’re going to say we’re undercover agents, you need some evidence, right?” Bourbon asked.

Zheng Yi pointed at Bourbon and said, "Look, this is typical police thinking. When has the organization ever asked for evidence?"

"If you want to find fault, you can always find a reason," Shuichi Akai said. "Couldn't you have put a little more effort into making up names?"

……

Vermouth thought she was seeing things. To her surprise, she saw Shoichi sitting in Gin's seat, even cursing Gin's underlings.

"You can't even do this little thing right? Are you a piece of trash?" Zheng Yi pointed at Vodka's nose and cursed.

Vodka kept his head down and didn't say a word, looking extremely pitiful.

Zheng Yi gave him a task, which was simply to make a deal with someone.

But it's unclear whether it's because he's gotten used to working with Gin and has become indecisive, or if he just wanted to give Shoichi a hard time.

Vodka let that guy run off with all the money and goods.

"What's going on? What are you doing?" Vermouth asked as she approached.

He handed the photo in his hand to Chianti and looked up to reply, "Of course, it's to assign them tasks."

Zheng Yi said to Chianti, "Your and Cohen's mission is to find and kill the person in the photo within three days."

Zheng Yi glanced at the vodka with displeasure.

Because of you, the organization's tasks have become more demanding.

Chianti, clearly not cooperating, said, "This isn't another one of your business competitors, is it?"

Vodka complained to her that the goods in this transaction were not from the organization, but from a certain group.

"Shut up! Stop with your petty thoughts. Lord Cointreau is not one to abuse public power for personal gain!" Tequila snapped at Chianti.

Chianti pursed her lips, not bothering to touch Zhengyi's brow.

She looked at the agave with utter contempt.

He had risked his life to earn his codename, but now he's just a sycophant, a disgrace to the codename members, worse than vodka.

Her contempt was obvious, but Tequila didn't care.

He was Zheng Yi's lackey, and now he has money, status, and power.

And you, Chianti, are still chasing Gin around the world killing people. Who knows, you might die in a ditch one day.

Even Gin's number one henchman, Vodka, was nothing more than a driver.

Vermouth rubbed her temples and walked over to Zheng Yi, asking, "Why are you sitting in Gin's seat and doing what Gin is supposed to do?"

"Where's Gin? What did you do to Gin?"

Vermouth was puzzled. Had Gin already been persecuted by Shoichi, and then allowed to seize control of the crew?
"Don't you know?" Zheng Yi asked.

Vermouth was even more confused. "Should I know?"

Tequila said to her, "Gin has acted perversely, indiscriminately killing innocent people. His cruelty is simply appalling. This time, he killed so many innocent codename members, which has greatly angered the boss. Therefore, Gin has been temporarily put on rest. And his position will naturally be taken over by Lord Cointreau."

"Temporarily taking over," Zheng Yi added.

Given his short attention span, he won't stay in this position for long; he'll soon find it boring.

Vermouth rubbed her eyebrows.

Is the boss getting senile?
They actually let Shoichi temporarily replace Gin.

Vermouth asked, "Is the list Curaçao provided genuine?"

"Of course it's true."

"She wasn't under your control?"

“Rum checked it,” Zheng Yi said.

How can he control a living, breathing person?

“That shouldn’t be the case,” Vermouth said. “It’s just killing a few codenamed members, why would the boss punish Qin?”

No sooner had she said that than Tequila retorted, "It's not as simple as 'a few,' Gin killed a quarter of the codenamed members."

This time, he not only killed people in Japan, but also went around the world to kill, causing widespread fear and unease.

Moreover, this guy has no evidence, only a list that Curaçao posted when he was having a memory lapse, and he doesn't listen to those people's explanations, so he has mistakenly killed many bad people.

Everyone was on edge, and countless people were reporting on each other. Furthermore, because so many people had been killed, the organization's operations in many areas were affected.

Furthermore, because so many people were killed without cause, many members of the organization chose to defect, causing extremely negative consequences.

Simply letting Gin rest is already a sign of care for him.

If Gin were in the boss's position, he would definitely have to kill people.

"Ahem." Zheng Yi, wearing Gin's favorite black trench coat and holding his usual cigarette, spoke in Gin's characteristically indifferent tone:
"I'm actually too lazy to get involved in the organization's messy affairs, but as a code name member of the organization, I still have to take on some responsibilities in difficult times."

Vermouth looked at Zheng Yi and felt that he was not taking on responsibility for the organization, but rather enjoying himself.

As he spoke, Zheng Yi handed a document to Vermouth: "This is your task."

“Okay.” Vermouth nodded.

She looked at Masakazu and said, "Back when Gin was in charge, he was so busy he barely had time to breathe and wouldn't have been sitting here all the time."

“Of course, I certainly can’t do worse than Gin,” Shoichi said.

He pointed at the vodka and said, "Go and drive the car over here, and take me out later."

Vodka glared at Zheng Yi, then obediently said, "Yes."

When he turned around, the anger on his face could no longer be concealed.

He's the older brother's driver, why should he drive for you?!

"and many more."

"Is there anything else?" Vodka turned his head and looked timidly at Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi, with his legs crossed, said, "I want to ride in that Porsche."

"That's my older brother's car!"

Vodka, afraid that his tone was too sharp, quickly added, "It was Gin who bought it with his own money; the car doesn't belong to the organization."

Zheng Yi said with dissatisfaction, "Gin is a guy who clearly separates public and private matters, and he doesn't consider the organization his whole life at all."

Vodka remained silent.

Surprisingly, in Zheng Yi's words, separating public and private matters is actually a bad thing.

But he dared not drive his older brother's car, because someone could really die.

"Alright, let's change to another car then."

"Yes."

Vodka quickly left.

Vermouth found the scene quite comical.

Shoichi sat in Gin's seat, exercising his power, and even had his driver. To make matters worse, Shoichi was wearing clothes in Gin's style.

But Zheng Yi still felt it wasn't enough.

It's a pity we can't give Gin's beloved car to Niu.

"Alright." Zheng Yi looked at everyone and said, "Go out and do your missions. Don't stand around pledging your loyalty to me."

Chianti, Vermouth, and the others twitched their lips. "Do you think we're all tequila?"
When have we ever pledged our loyalty to you?
After chasing them away, Tequila said weakly, "Brother Jundu, actually, I can drive you too."

The organization's tradition is that the number one henchman is the driver.

Now that Cointreau is in charge, the driver should rightfully be in Tequila's position. What right does Vodka, this remnant of the previous regime, have?

Tequila said, "He, Vodka, doesn't drive anything other than a Porsche." (End of Chapter)