Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Chapter 30: Based on my professional analysis, he committed suicide.
"Ran, look, that person looks like Ai's mentally ill brother," Sonoko said, pointing to Shoichi in the distance.

"Yeah." Xiaolan nodded.

She had met Zheng Yi many times, and her feelings towards him were still quite complicated.

The main problem is that Dad's opinion of Zheng Yi is very strange. One moment he thinks he is a wicked guy, and the next he thinks he is just an innocent unlucky guy.

Xiaolan also found it difficult to discern what kind of person he was.

"He looks so familiar," Sonoko said.

Xiaolan looked at Yuanzi helplessly and said, "You see, every handsome guy looks familiar."

“This time it’s different, this time it really looks familiar!” Sonoko said, hands on her hips.

Then he pulled Xiaolan and ran towards Zhengyi's direction.

"Brother Zhengyi?" Sonoko asked tentatively.

Masakazu turned his head, saw Sonoko, and said with a smile, "Oh, it's Sonoko. Do you go to school here too?"

"Yes! Zhengyi, when did you come back to China?" Sonoko asked with some surprise.

“It’s been a while now,” Zheng Yi said.

Sonoko then looked at Ai and asked, puzzled, "Shoichi-nii, when did you have a younger sister?"

Could she be Sumitomo's illegitimate daughter?

"I found it." Zheng Yi told the truth.

Ai pouted, as if she were something that was everywhere.

Zheng Yi patted Ai's head and said, "My driver will be here soon. Let her give you a ride."

"How bad..."

"Okay, okay!" Sonoko interrupted Ran.

Xiaolan gave an embarrassed smile.

Xiao Ai rolled her eyes wildly.

When did Officer Sato become your driver?

After a brief conversation, Officer Sato arrived in his police car, and Masakazu and Ai skillfully got into the car.

Ran looked at Sato in surprise and asked, "Officer Sato, when did you resign from the Metropolitan Police Department?"

"What resignation?" Sato asked, puzzled.

Sonoko said casually, "Zhengyi said you're his driver now."

But you're driving a police car, isn't that abusing public resources for private purposes?
Sato turned around and glared at Masakazu.

“I didn’t resign, nor did I become this guy’s driver. Don’t listen to his nonsense,” Sato said, barely containing his temper.

Sonoko's eyes darted between Shoichi and Sato, then she looked at Sato pitifully and asked, "Could you give me a ride? Shoichi already promised."

What does his promise have to do with me?
Sato said, "It's because Mr. Shoichi is involved in a murder case that I came to pick him up to cooperate with the investigation. I don't have time to give you a ride."

Sonoko said, "A murder case? Well, let's go there then. Ran, maybe you'll run into Shinichi Kudo."

Xiao Lan's eyes lit up when she heard that name.

Both of them looked at Sato expectantly.

Sato maintained his smile and said, "The scene could be very cruel, so you'd better not go. And that little kid, it's best not to follow either."

Unlike Ran and Sonoko, who never listen to advice, Ai is very obedient.

After Sato finished speaking, she tried to pry open the car door to get out.

A large hand grabbed Ai's arm.

“Ai needs training. A true warrior must dare to face the dripping blood,” Zheng Yi said.

I am not a warrior, just a little kid.

Left with no other choice, Sato had to get them all into the car.

Upon arriving at the lakeside in the park, the group got out of the car. Inspector Megure looked at the group in surprise. Wasn't Sato supposed to pick up Shoichi? Why did he bring so many people?
"Dad? You're here too? And Conan?"

Ran looked at Conan with a puzzled expression; Conan should have just gotten out of school.

Shoichi walked up to Inspector Megure and asked, "Am I a suspect again? Which of my enemies died this time?"

As a well-mannered person, Zheng Yi greets people by shaking hands.

When Shoichi reached out his hand, Inspector Megure didn't know what to do.

There were many reporters around.

If you shake hands with Zheng Yi, nobody knows what the reporters will write in the newspapers.

“Fujiwara Hideki, you had a conflict with him yesterday over business matters, and today he died in the lake.”

Inspector Megure hesitated for a moment, but still shook hands with Shoichi.

After all, they politely extended their hand, so it wouldn't be right to leave them hanging.

"Click~"

As expected, the dirty handshake between Masakazu and the Metropolitan Police Department section chief was captured on camera by reporters.

There will be headlines again tomorrow.

Inspector Megure glanced in the direction of the flashing lights and gave a helpless look.

Even though the police never protected Zheng Yi, why can't they get rid of this stigma?

Takagi came over and reported, "There are currently three suspects: Mr. Shoichi, who had a business disagreement with him; Mrs. Fujiwara, who wanted to divorce him; and Mr. Kujo, who borrowed a lot of money from the deceased."

The three suspects stood together, and none of them showed any sign of panic.

The three of them looked at each other.

I have a clear conscience.

Inspector Megure rubbed his head in exasperation. It was another troublesome case. All three suspects seemed to be in a good mood, making it impossible to tell who the real culprit was.

"Brother Mouri, what do you think?" Inspector Megure turned his gaze to Kogoro Mouri.

Kogoro stroked his mustache and said, "The murderer must be Lady Fujiwara!"

"Huh? Me?" Lady Fujiwara said incredulously.

Kogoro said confidently, "It must have been Lady Fujiwara who wanted to seize Mr. Fujiwara's inheritance, so she killed him."

"Are you kidding me!" Lady Fujiwara said displeasedly. "That guy is heavily in debt now and has no inheritance to leave me."

The reason I want to divorce him is that I don't want to be burdened with so much debt together.

Kogoro was taken aback, then continued his 'reasoning': "Then it must be that Mr. Fujiwara didn't want to divorce you, so you killed him!"

We are now divorced.

Kogoro was speechless, then looked for his next target: "It must be you, Mr. Kujo, right?"

"If he dies, who will I go after to collect the debt?"

In the end, Kogoro Mouri could only turn his gaze to Shoichi.

Zheng Yi was playing Tetris on his phone, seemingly oblivious to the fact that he was a suspect.

"Inspector Megure, the autopsy results are in," the forensic pathologist, Chomune, suddenly announced.

All eyes turned to the forensic doctor who stood firm in his position.

He had to speak up at this exact moment; this guy was definitely doing it on purpose.

Inspector Megure asked with a stern face, "What was the result?"

"Based on the swelling of the body, it can be roughly inferred that he jumped into the water around noon today."

"Jump?"

"That's right. Based on my professional analysis, Mr. Fujiwara committed suicide."

(End of this chapter)