Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Chapter 61 I really don't like your attitude
"The cherry blossoms have faded and fallen, and I have wasted my life bathed in spring rain."

"Snapped!"

Hearing that voice again, Ai's eyelids twitched.

Ooka Momiji knelt opposite Shoichi, tears glistening in the corners of her eyes, her mouth puffed out as she glared at him, her face full of resentment.

"Such a wonder has never been seen in the Age of Gods; the waters of the Tatsuta River are dyed crimson."

"Snapped!"

Hongye's hand was slapped away by Zhengyi again.

She rubbed the back of her hand, revealing her little tiger teeth as she glared fiercely at Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi's expression remained unchanged as he placed one of his song cards into Hongye's matrix.

"Ai, keep going," Masakazu said.

Ai looked at Momiji's slightly swollen hands, her heart pounding.

Should we really continue?
It's just a game of karuta, why take it so seriously?

"Continue!" Hongye said angrily.

Ai continued reciting the song without any melody, while Shoichi and Momiji went to find the corresponding song cards on the ground, either slapping them down or pressing them down before the other could.

Zheng Yi always made a move slower than Hong Ye.

But he was fast when he made his move, and he was able to slap Hongye's hand away every time.

"The spring sunshine is so warm and gentle, why do the cherry blossoms fall in such a flurry?"

"Snapped!"

Another sound of hands colliding rang out, making Ai's ears uncomfortable.

Otherwise, forget it.

Zheng Yi looked at Hongye with boredom and said softly, "You're about to lose."

"continue!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

When Hongye's hands were so badly beaten that she could barely hold the cards, she finally lost.

Hongye glanced at Zheng Yi, who was drinking water, and said, "You're deliberately breaking the rules; it's a desecration of the thousand-year-old culture of 'Hyakunin Isshu' (One Hundred Poets)."

"It's been too long since I played, I've forgotten the rules," Zheng Yi said casually.

You can't play without breaking the rules.

He's someone who can't stand losing, and in order not to emulate the legendary chess master of the Han Dynasty, he had no choice but to break the rules like this.

Hongye clenched her hands tightly at her sides, then had to let go because of the pain.

She threw the newspaper behind her at Zheng Yi and said with dissatisfaction, "I was originally going to help you punish these newspapers that spread false rumors."

But now I've changed my mind; I'm going to give this newspaper to everyone I know!

Zheng Yi glanced at the newspaper that Hongye had thrown at him, and sure enough, it was the Justice Daily.

"Thank you," Zhengyi said.

Hongye was taken aback.

If you say thank you, I can help you.

"This is the newspaper office of Zheng Yi," Xiao Ai said quietly.

After seeing the photos she took in the Justice Daily, Ai Haibara went from being a fan to a hater.

Shameless tycoons who care about nothing but money.

The thought that she had spent all the money she earned washing dishes and serving tea at home on this newspaper filled her with shame.

So it's true that I can't make money from Zheng Yi?

"What? This is your newspaper office?" Hongye asked in surprise.

“That’s right.” Zheng Yi had no need to hide it.

This matter only needs to be kept secret from the newspaper's employees and the public; there is absolutely no need to hide it from others.

Hongye frowned and said softly, "That's too sharp."

The relationship between Japanese zaibatsu and the general public is not actually very strained.

It is widely believed that the zaibatsu (financial conglomerates) made significant contributions to the post-war economic recovery.

Moreover, the United States dismantled large conglomerates like Sumitomo and Mitsubishi, which to some extent alleviated the sharp class conflict.

"I don't know why, but I'm never really liked," Masakazu said helplessly. Ai pouted.

It's normal that nobody likes you; who would like a bad guy?

"Luckily, Ai likes me a lot."

When Zheng Yi looked over, Ai instantly gave a shy smile.

Her acting skills are getting better and better.

"Then you'd better be careful, lest you get assassinated by someone." Hongye rested her chin on her hand, tilting her head slightly as she pondered:

“I don’t recall any tycoon family members being assassinated because of public resentment. You might be the first.”

Hongye looked at Zhengyi with bright, lively eyes.

“I’m already planning to form my own security team,” Zheng Yi said. “Besides, the Justice Daily won’t be keeping an eye on me all the time.”

The Justice Daily is now slowly transforming.

After all, it's a newspaper that speaks out for the people, so it can't just start attacking each other without thinking.

Instead, it subtly creates a antagonism by comparing Kogoro Mouri and Heiji Hattori, two wicked detectives.

Moreover, the call for submissions by the Justice Daily is in full swing.

Some prominent writers have even written things like, "The air in America is sweeter than in Japan."

The Justice Daily's exploration of Japan's dark side is also superior to that of any other newspaper.

The organization was originally a powerful force lurking in the shadows of Japan, and Zhengyi could obtain a lot of news from it.

In the future, we must truly move away from traditional ideologies.

Hearing that Zheng Yi had his own plans, Hongye didn't say anything more and knelt down on the ground again, saying, "Want to do it again?"

Just as Zheng Yi was about to sit down, Hong Ye pointed at him and said, "You go be the referee, let Xiao Ai do it!"

Shoichi had no choice but to switch places with Ai.

"Snapped!"

Ai stared at Momiji in shock.

How did you start learning Zhengyi?
……

Zheng Yi played with the two children for a while, but he didn't forget about his own safety.

Zheng Yi knew better than Hong Ye and the others how well he was regarded by the people.

It's gotten to the point where we absolutely have to hire bodyguards.

"Hey, Gin."

"what's up?"

Gin's voice remained as cold and sharp as ever.

"Are you interested in being my bodyguard?" Zheng Yi asked.

Gin fell silent, seemingly shocked by Shoichi's words. "Are you crazy?"

“You can hire bodyguards yourself,” Gin said.

“Those bodyguards we hire are nowhere near as professional as the organized assassins,” Zheng Yi said.

How can those hothouse flowers compare to the organization members who constantly face life and death?

"Hehe, how about I give you the vodka then?"

Zheng Yi decisively refused: "I don't need a driver."

“That organization isn’t your talent market,” Gin said coldly.

This guy wanted Sherry to work for him before.

He stopped mentioning it after Shirley ran away. Now he wants the organization to send him a bodyguard.

What do they take the organization for?

The organization is not his talent market, and its members are not his subordinates.

"I really don't like your attitude."

"hehe."

Gin hung up the phone without any expression.

Coindus takes himself too seriously. Don't think that just because he's a tycoon's son, the organization can do things for him.

Previously, the reason I arrested directors and audiences for him was simply because it was related to profits.

As for his safety, no one cared.

(End of this chapter)