Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Chapter 60 The sky over Osaka has darkened.

Hashimoto gritted his teeth and said, "Even if I lose a lot of money, I will agree to Masakazu's request."

Money can be earned back, but life is gone forever.

The others were also somewhat conflicted.

"Ahem, the Justice Daily sells so well in Tokyo, it's possible it will also be popular in Osaka. If we sell enough, we still have a lot of room for profit," Hashimoto said.

Many people enjoy criticizing chaebols.

Just because it dares to openly criticize Zhengyi, it's bound to have high sales.

At least, these kinds of people really enjoy watching it.

"Hehe, haven't you heard about the Hongmen Banquet of the Zhengyi Sect?" Hashimoto said quietly.

This incident was also reported in the Justice Daily.

However, the account in the Justice Daily was rather vague, saying that the man was frightened to death by Zheng Yi's movie.

Sure enough, the newspaper had already embellished much of what Zheng Yi had done.

"I didn't keep everyone waiting too long, did I?" Zheng Yi walked in from outside.

He had a smile on his face, but Hashimoto felt that he was hiding a knife in his chest.

“Mr. Shoichi, your newspaper has a great reputation in Tokyo. It is our honor to have your newspaper on our shelves,” Hashimoto said first.

“That’s great,” Zheng Yi said.

"That's right, that's right."

The others nodded in agreement.

Seeing that everyone chose to cooperate because of Zheng Yi's sincerity, Zheng Yi was very gratified.

With him around, I believe this business district in Osaka will only get better and better.

Zheng Yi said, "Each of your large specialty stores should have at least one hundred copies, and each small store should have at least fifty copies."

"No problem." Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

This is a normal quantity.

Zhengyi also deleted the number from his phone.

People in Osaka are just more pragmatic than people in Tokyo; there's no need to invite Conan over to have tea with these people.

It's a bit of a pity.

After all, the food at this restaurant was really good, and he wanted to recommend it to Xiaolan.

Masashi reached out his hand to Hashimoto.

"We look forward to our future cooperation."

"I look forward to working with you."

……

After Zheng Yi partnered with these specialty stores, the Zheng Yi Daily officially launched in Osaka.

On his way to school, Osaka Kuroki was carrying his schoolbag when someone suddenly grabbed him.

"Hey kid, wanna buy a newspaper?" the man asked furtively.

Heiji frowned. Did selling newspapers really require such secrecy? Could they be selling some kind of contraband?
The man who was holding Heiji's arm changed his expression when he saw Heiji's face, and turned to leave.

"I'm not selling it anymore!" the man said.

"and many more!"

Heiji found it even more strange.

As a detective, he was unusually interested in such strange things, so he caught up with him and asked, "What kind of newspapers are you selling?"

The man, unable to break free from Heiji's grasp, could only helplessly say, "Justice Daily."

"Justice Daily? What are you doing acting so suspiciously? Are you selling contraband?" Heiji asked suspiciously.

She held the man's hand tightly, ready to hand him over to the Osaka Prefectural Police at any moment.

The man snorted and said, "Because Sumitomo Shoichi acquired the news store where I work, he didn't prohibit us from selling the Justice Daily in order to show his magnanimity."

However, they also placed the Justice Daily in the most remote corner so that customers wouldn't see it, and even if a customer asked to buy the newspaper, they would be told that they didn't have it.

However, I am a person who still retains a sense of justice, and I cannot bear to see newspapers that expose justice being buried by conglomerates.

The man exuded an aura of righteous indignation. Heiji was slightly taken aback.

The powerful conglomerates are finally going to restrict this newspaper that speaks for the people and exposes the darkness.

"Give me one then," Heiji said.

The man quickly handed him the newspaper.

Heiji also learned why the man left immediately after seeing his face.

Because the content of the Justice Daily was...
The son of the Osaka Metropolitan Police Superintendent has become a lackey of Masakazu Shin.

Darkness descends upon Osaka; the Osaka Prefectural Police are even darker than those in Tokyo. The son of the police superintendent personally intervenes to protect the chief.

Shameless! When Kogoro Mouri was "solving cases" for Shoichi, the other guy was always blindfolded!

Osaka experiences its first dark moment.

Although he was the one leading the charge, Heiji was still moved by the contents of the newspaper.

The reporter who wrote the press release, Koike, has a very skillful writing style.

His anger and dissatisfaction with the Japanese police can be felt between the lines.

"I really didn't act as Shoichi's lackey," Heiji said innocently.

His innocent look was exactly the same as when Zheng Yi pretended to be innocent.

Heiji sighed, holding the newspaper.

He wanted to explain, but at the banquet, he did say that Takahashi had died by suicide.

"These reporters have absolutely no idea what's going on," Heiji said, dissatisfied.

Because he admired the newspaper's integrity, Heiji did not directly hate the newspaper even though he was wronged.

On his way to school, Heiji saw a news store that was very lively.

"Give me a copy of the Justice Daily."

"Sorry, we're sold out."

"Nonsense! It's definitely your malicious suppression; you're all Zhengyi's lackeys!"

"We're really sold out," the employee said quietly.

Who knew this newspaper would sell so well?

To curry favor with Zhengyi, their boss placed the newspaper in the most prominent position and promoted it extensively, which resulted in it selling very quickly.

Heiji was thrilled.

It must be Zheng Yi who is suppressing this newspaper!
He couldn't let such a courageous newspaper fail to land in Osaka.

Knowing the Sumitomo Group's influence in Osaka, Heiji was deeply worried and decided to do his part.

"So, why did you recommend a newspaper that's criticizing you to me?" Kazuha looked at Heiji with a strange expression.

……

"Sales are pretty good today," Zheng Yi said with a smile.

He wasn't happy about how much money the newspaper made, but rather about how so many people in Osaka were able to bask in the light of justice.

“Boss, but such sales are unstable,” said the editor-in-chief who had come to Osaka.

The current hype surrounding Heiji and Shoichi is just that—hype. That hype will eventually die down.

"Oh well, at worst I can just write more about the differences between Tokyo and Osaka, like how people in Osaka look down on Tokyo and think it's a rural place."

People from Tokyo also look down on people from Osaka, saying that Osaka people are stingy and miserly, and that their dialect is unpleasant to hear.

These are all things that everyone enjoys seeing and hearing.

"Oh, right," Zheng Yi added, "similar to the short stories I wrote before, we can also solicit submissions from the outside world. Each accepted submission will receive a minimum reward of 500,000 yen."

It's content that everyone enjoys.

It satisfied their desire for strength after the economic bubble burst, and also provided a stimulus of 500,000 yen.

“The writers outside the editorial department might not know what you’re looking for,” the editor-in-chief said quietly.

"They can tell what kind of articles we want just by looking at what's printed in the newspapers."

　There's a crucial showdown on Monday and Tuesday, so please be sure to check out the updates on those two days!

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(End of this chapter)