Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Chapter 47 Investigate thoroughly, who is the murderer!

"Hello? Is this an ambulance? Zheng Yi just killed someone..."

"Ok?"

"No! Someone here has had a sudden heart attack. You need to come quickly. The location is ###."

It's clear that Yamamoto was really nervous; he even said the wrong thing.

Takeshita is clearly not dead yet.

Takeshita lay on the ground in pain, and his wife performed first aid on him according to the first aid knowledge the doctor had taught her.

Finally, after struggling for about seven or eight minutes, Mrs. Takeshita sat down on the ground in despair.

"There's... no heartbeat left." Mrs. Takeshita cried, covering her face.

Conan examined Takeshita thoroughly and could only conclude that he was already dead.

It was a great pity that a life had ended before his eyes, especially since Takeshita had been chatting and laughing with him not long ago.

He said to Mrs. Takeshita, "Please accept my condolences."

To everyone's surprise, Mrs. Takeshita was completely ungrateful and yelled at Masakazu, "It's all your fault! If it weren't for you, Takeshita wouldn't have died!"

"Don't talk nonsense! What does this have to do with Mr. Zhengyi? I think you've gone mad after Takeshita died!"

Before Zheng Yi's henchmen could even speak, Yamamoto glared angrily at Mrs. Takeshita.

His anger was something no one had anticipated.

He continued angrily, "Remember! Takeshita's death has absolutely nothing to do with Mr. Seiichi! I will absolutely not allow you to slander Mr. Seiichi!"

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Mrs. Takeshita pointed at Shoichi and said:

"It was definitely him! He hadn't reached an agreement with Takeshita on a collaboration, so he investigated Takeshita and found out he had a heart condition. He then deliberately made him watch a horror movie!"
His intentions were utterly malicious; he wanted to trigger Takeshita's heart condition!

Yamamoto continued, "Mr. Shoichi is the kindest person. How could he possibly kill someone just because of a business disagreement?!"

"It must have been him!" Mrs. Takeshita continued to accuse him.

Zheng Yi offered no defense against her malicious framing.

"Call the police," Zheng said expressionlessly.

Since you believe I killed him, then bring Inspector Megure over.

Let him investigate thoroughly and find out who the murderer is!

And who is it that has been maliciously framing themselves?

"Call the police?"

Yamamoto's arms were still trembling.

Because of Shoichi, he had been subscribing to the Justice Daily for some time, but he knew that there was an Inspector Megure in the Metropolitan Police Department who was also Shoichi's henchman.

He didn't even care about the attitude of the Metropolitan Police Department's superintendent; he only recognized Shoichi.

Will calling the police really lead to a good outcome?
But since Zheng Yi had already spoken, he naturally had no choice but to do as Zheng Yi said.

Otherwise, it wouldn't just be Takeshita lying on the ground.

Damn it, down in the mountain, why did that bastard take so long to go to the toilet?

Do you think you can avoid being hunted down by Zheng Yi by simply running away? That's a bit too naive.

Although the police have serious shortcomings in solving cases, they are still very fast in responding to calls.

Inspector Megure, who arrived at the scene immediately, frowned upon seeing Shoichi.

Yamamoto also noticed Inspector Megure's expression. Seeing Shoichi's expression change so much, who would believe that you really didn't collude with Shoichi?

Mrs. Takeshita doesn't seem to be a long-time user of the Justice Daily; upon seeing the police, she immediately began to complain to Inspector Megure:
"It was him, he killed my husband."

"Please calm down," Sato said gently, trying to calm Mrs. Takeshita down.

Perhaps because they were both women, Mrs. Takeshita's tone softened somewhat.

She slowly recounted Takeshita's history of heart disease to Sato, and also mentioned the recent conflict between Shoichi and Takeshita. It was really suspicious that Shoichi would invite someone with a heart condition to see a horror movie.

Inspector Megure asked Shoichi, "Do you have anything to say?"

"I have nothing to say." Zheng Yi spread his hands, revealing an indifferent smile.

He said with a smile, "I believe the police and detectives will clear my name."

Inspector Megure frowned and said to Takagi, "Takagi, go prepare a cup of coffee."

"Huh?" Takagi looked puzzled.

"Go!"

"Yes!"

Inspector Megure looked at Masakazu with a serious expression.

As long as you stay clear-headed, you won't inexplicably become a henchman of the Zhengyi sect.

After Takagi brought the coffee over, Shoichi naturally took it, took a small sip, and said to Takagi with dissatisfaction:
"Next time, please prepare tea. Coffee is too bitter; I don't like it."

Takagi looked at Shoichi helplessly. "This is what I prepared for Inspector Megure."

Yamamoto stood to one side, trembling.

As expected, the people in the Metropolitan Police Department were all Zheng Yi's henchmen and lackeys.

Before the person in question even started speaking, the subordinates already knew to prepare drinks for Zheng Yi.

Inspector Megure opened his mouth, then closed it again in frustration.

Forget it.

Seeing this, forensic pathologist Chang Zong felt the competition was fierce.

As expected, experience matters. When Inspector Megure gets serious, he's far more capable than this young man.

"The deceased had a history of heart disease, right?" the forensic pathologist asked Mrs. Takeshita.

"Yes." Mrs. Takeshita nodded.

Choso said, "Give me his doctor's phone number. I need to ask him for more information about the deceased."

Also, to determine the specific cause of death, I need your permission to 'move' the body.

"But...it's okay."

Mrs. Takeshita, seeing how professional the forensic doctor seemed, gave him her phone number with a slightly trembling voice.

After glancing at Kogoro Mouri, Choso went to the deceased.

Since he can't compete with Inspector Megure in matters of social interaction, he'll use his expertise to improve Shoichi's impression of him.

With him, Inspector Megure, and Kogoro Mouri around, the three of them working together, it's hard to imagine what crime could possibly be pinned on Prince Shoichi.

Kogoro Mouri stroked his beard for a long time, but not a single policeman came to ask him for his opinion on the case.

This made him very dissatisfied.

He's a great detective, don't you guys ever hire detectives when you're solving cases?

"Ahem, let me share my thoughts," Kogoro Mouri said after coughing.

Inspector Megure frowned and said to Kogoro, "Brother Mori, please trust the police's abilities. We can investigate the cause of death ourselves."

Kogoro's lips twitched.

What do you mean you can do it yourselves? When have you ever solved a case without me?
Kogoro waved his hand and pointed at Shoichi, saying, "I already know who the real culprit is! The culprit is Sumitomo Shoichi!"

Zheng Yi leaned against the wall, stirred his coffee with a coffee spoon, and gently blew on the steam.

Kogoro Mouri is baring his teeth again.

(End of this chapter)