Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Chapter 62 Bodyguards in Place
The bodyguards provided by the organization have arrived.

Gin is merely the organization's henchman, while Rum is the organization's second-in-command, and there are reasons for this.

That idiot, how can he advance any further if he doesn't know how to protect the safety of important members?
Even if he worked 996 until his hair turned white, he still couldn't keep up.

"Sumitomo Shoichi."

“Curacao.”

Curaçao's most striking physical feature is its heterochromia, with one eye being dark blue and the other amber.

“This codename suits you quite well,” Zheng Yi said.

He took out two bottles of drinks from under the table, one blue and one orange, which are the two colors most of the liquors in Curaçao.

"Which one do you want?" Zheng Yi asked.

Curaçao didn't reply, but just stared at Seiichi expressionlessly.

Zheng Yi helplessly spread his hands: "Don't be so cold, okay? I'm going to entrust myself to you from now on. You can say that you are the closest and most trusted person to me."

Curaçao didn't give Zheng Yi any extra expression in response to his words.

They were very indifferent, as if they had no emotions at all.

"Speaking of which, would Rum really be willing to let you be my bodyguard?"

“He’s afraid of ordinary people, people you wouldn’t even look at,” Curaçao said.

Zheng Yi nodded, "That's true."

There are actually very few people in the organization who can get things done in Japan.

Of course, Zheng Yi was referring to the situation excluding undercover agents and traitors.

“Rum said you shouldn’t be thinking about Bourbon for now,” Curaçao said.

Curaçao looked at Zheng Yi, her expression shifting slightly.

"Hmm? I didn't," Zheng Yi said.

The person he wants to bring into the group as a lackey is Amuro Tooru. What does that have to do with Bourbon?
Moreover, Amuro Tooru didn't agree, so he stopped and even asked Ran to take care of his business. What kind of scheme is that?
They brought Curaçao to the Sumitomo family's ancestral home.

Hongye is still here playing with Ai. Ai is forced to pretend to be very interested and is fiddling with the rag doll that Hongye gave her.

Suddenly, feeling utterly hopeless, Ai's entire body tensed up. She inexplicably felt a chill, and her instinctive fear rendered her unable to move.

Zheng Yi walked over and tapped Ai on the forehead.

It's lived with me for so long, and its organizational radar is still so sensitive.

"Who is she?" Hongye asked, looking at Curaçao.

"Hmm~ Just call her Curaçao, she's my bodyguard now," Zheng Yi said.

"Why is your bodyguard a woman?" Hongye asked.

Can this slender guy beat Zheng Yi?
Let's hope that Zheng Yi won't have to protect her in the future.

“She could take on ten of you with just one hand,” Zheng Yi said with a smile.

Hongye glared at Zhengyi, her expression barbaric and vulgar.

Ai sat on the sofa, trembling, and stiffly looked up at Curaçao.

This aura confirms it belongs to a member of the organization, and a very dangerous one at that.

Curaçao?
They even use code names directly; Zheng Yi isn't afraid of exposing the organization at all.

Ai's heart was heavy.

In the future, she will definitely have a lot of time to interact with this Curaçao. How can she avoid revealing her identity?

Thinking about how to assassinate Zheng Yi every day is already extremely difficult.

Now that Zheng Yi has bodyguards, it's even more difficult. The bodyguards are also members of the organization, so they have to be careful to hide their unusual behavior.

Masaichi came over and gently rubbed Ai's face, saying softly, "Curaçao just looks aloof, but she's actually very easy to get along with."

……

The headquarters of the Justice Daily newspaper in Osaka has been successfully established.

The newspaper sold reasonably well for a few days, but it still posed no challenge to the local Osaka Nichi Nichi Shimbun or the major national newspapers.

Even though they sacrificed an idol from the entertainment industry yesterday, the effect wasn't very good. So, they're currently preparing a big news story.

"Are we really going to hold a march?" Koike looked at the editor-in-chief with some fear.

The editor-in-chief remained calm and said to Xiaochi, "Right now, through the media, we not only cannot punish Zhengyi, but we also lack the ability to make him restrain himself."

As a socially responsible newspaper, we must naturally take other measures to fight for justice.

Xiaochi swallowed.

Protests against zaibatsu? Koike only remembers there being so many protests before World War II.

It has almost disappeared in Japan now.

If they start a protest against a chaebol, it will definitely become a national hot topic.

"Koike!!"

The editor-in-chief patted Koike on the shoulder.

"Justice is the beacon of the soul! And we are journalists, we bear the mission of upholding justice! Are you afraid of that?!"

Koike's cheeks flushed as the editor-in-chief questioned her, and she shouted, "I didn't!"

The editor-in-chief nodded, clenched his right fist, pounded it heavily on his left chest, and shouted passionately, "Justice will prevail!"

Justice will prevail!

Xiaochi left, full of enthusiasm, while the editor-in-chief patted his chest and went back to his office to drink coffee.

He will personally write the article about the march this time.

Looking out the window, the editor-in-chief saw Koike leading a group of citizens and smiled.

In Japan, only third-rate journalists would bother looking for news.

True journalists are those who create news.

This time, the Justice Daily will not only become famous in Osaka, but will also gain widespread recognition throughout Japan.

At this moment, Ai, who was sitting in the car, also looked out the window.

"What are you doing?" Ai asked softly.

Zheng Yi shook his head: "They're probably holding some kind of event."

They didn't pay any attention and drove towards the airport.

Today, they are leaving Osaka to return to Tokyo.

Mr. Death has already returned to Tokyo, and without his support, Shoichi won't stay in Osaka any longer.

Anyway, I've achieved my goal for coming to Osaka.

The newspaper has successfully expanded to Osaka, and with this news story, it's only a matter of time before it goes mainstream.

It might just cause trouble for the police.

This matter is quite sensitive; Zheng Yi's uncle will definitely cause him trouble, so he has to leave early.

What does the controversy in Osaka have to do with him in Tokyo?

"What are you going to Tokyo for?" Masakazu asked Koyo.

"The Suzuki Foundation's 60th anniversary is coming up soon, and I will be going there on behalf of the Ooka family," Momiji said.

“Isn’t that still a long time?” Zheng Yi said.

That's a reasonable explanation.

The conglomerates have cross-shareholdings and mutual interactions, so it's in accordance with etiquette for Momiji to come and celebrate such an important occasion as the Suzuki Conglomerate's 60th anniversary.

Looking at the chaotic crowd outside, Hongye asked Zhengyi, "Why don't you take a private plane back?"

Zheng Yi said softly, "My villa in Tokyo is very small, and we haven't built a helipad yet."

This is a lie.

The real reason was that his helipad was occupied by the organization's armed helicopters.

(End of this chapter)