Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Chapter 6 What are you doing in my car?

"I……"

“I know you have no relatives in Japan, but don’t be too sad. Just stay here with me and feel at ease. You can pay back the money slowly, and you can still treat Miss Yuko as an older sister,” Zhengyi said.

I can be your father too.

"Woo~"

Ai swallowed her words.

Ai Haibara has no other relatives, so it would be highly suspicious if she said she was looking for Shinichi Kudo.

Ai cried in Yuko's arms.

What should we do? Do we really have to stay at the home of this organization member?

What if my identity is discovered?
Ai feels that her life is bleak.

Exhausted from crying, Ai actually fell asleep in Yuuko's arms.

Yuko patted Ai's back and said, "Her health is too poor right now."

"Take her to her bedroom to rest first, I have to go to work," Zheng Yi said.

"Yes, Mr. Zhengyi."

With a new money-devouring beast at home, Zheng Yi needs to get back to work.

After changing into a suit, Zheng Yi rode his motorcycle to work.

Not having a driver's license is a hassle. What's going on with employees of such a big bank as Sumitomo Bank riding motorcycles to work?

Good morning, Manager Zhengyi.

"Good morning."

Good morning, Manager Zhengyi.

"morning."

After greeting the employees he met, he went to his office and made himself a cup of coffee.

I turn on the computer and radio, start listening to stock market content, and then lazily lean back in my chair to play video games.

"Hello, this is Zheng Yi."

"The money is wrong."

Zheng sat up straight and asked, "What's wrong with the money?"

"Why can I only withdraw 100 million yen?" The voice on the other end of the phone was cold, and Zheng Yi could clearly feel his anger.

“This is all normal wear and tear,” Zheng Yi said.

"Normal wear and tear?"

Gin's voice sounds like it could kill.

When did the losses become so high? If the losses are this high every time, will the organization still need you?

"Ahem, Sumitomo Bank's money laundering scandal involving the Yamaguchi-gumi was exposed not long ago, so I need to be careful about the impact," Zheng Yi said.

"Moreover, this is only because I just arrived in Japan and haven't prepared anything yet. Once I'm ready, there certainly won't be such a huge loss."

"I hope so!" It sounded like Gin was gritting his teeth as he said it.

Eight hundred million yen has become one hundred million yen; even normal tax payments wouldn't result in such a situation.

"Don't worry," Zheng Yi said.

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Yi yawned out of boredom.

There's no future in being involved in organized crime. Even if you spend a lot of time, effort, and manpower to rob a bank of 1 billion yen, the only way to make a profit is to launder the money, and then someone else takes a huge cut.

However, this can only happen once; if it happens too often, Gin will stop playing with him.

Taking a sip of coffee and gazing at the scenery outside the window, Zheng Yi was in a very good mood.

Now he sits in a luxurious office, much better off than Gin and his cronies who risked their lives for him.

Although they don't get involved in organized crime, they still need to collude with others.

Seeing that the price of copper on the computer had dropped to $2800 per ton, I angrily shut down the computer.

That hammer is unreliable; the price of copper will continue to drop.

I spent the whole day at the bank, then went home after get off work.

"This weather is so strange. It was raining yesterday, and today it's snowing so heavily." Zheng Yi shrank his neck.

That's just how the world of science fiction is; there's nothing we can do about it.

You should always have clothes for all four seasons on hand, so you can experience spring, summer, autumn and winter within a week.

After getting on the motorcycle, Zheng Yi put his helmet down again.

With so much snow on the road, it's bound to be slippery. What if I fall off my motorcycle?
For his own safety, Zheng Yi decided to call a taxi. "Hmm?"

Zheng Yi suddenly saw a green car parked on the side of the road, with the door open and the key still in the ignition.

There's a wild car here?

"Thank you so much for taking care of me. I will repay you in the future."

The chubby Fumiyo Edogawa is thanking Ran and Kogoro Mouri.

“Um, Madam…”

"What's wrong, Ran? Do you miss Conan? Don't worry, I'll have him write you a letter," said Fumiyo Edogawa.

"It is not……"

"Are you reluctant to part with the child? Then say goodbye to the child properly one last time."

"It was your car that drove away by itself, Madam," Xiaolan said, pointing to the departing car.

"Ok?"

Fumiyo Edogawa turned around in surprise and found that the car that had been behind her was gone.

All that remained was a blank check.

"Where's my car?!" Fumiyo Edogawa asked, bewildered.

My son is still in the car.

"Auntie, what exactly are you... um?"

After the car started moving, Conan wanted to question the woman about who she was and why she was impersonating his mother, but when he turned his head, he saw that it was a man.

Is he an accomplice of that old lady?
"What are you doing in my car?" Zheng Yi asked back.

"your car?"

Conan's mind is blank.

Isn't this that old lady's car? How did it become yours?
Zheng Yi said angrily, "If it's not my car, is it yours? Tell me, you brat, why are you in my car?"

"I...I don't know."

Hearing Shoichi's confident yet angry tone, Conan was also uncertain.

His words were too self-evident.

I was clearly sitting in that auntie's car. The auntie was talking to Uncle Mori and the others outside. Have I lost part of my memory?
Damn it, could it be a side effect of that drug? It made me lose a piece of my memory.

What exactly did I do during this time?
Conan is very troubled.

"Could I get off first?" Conan asked.

"no problem."

Just as I parked the car on the side of the road and before I even opened the door, a white glove tapped on the car window.

"Hello, you are illegally parked. Please show your driver's license."

Zheng Yi rolled down the car window and gave a shy smile.

The traffic policeman gave a friendly smile and reached into the car to hold Zheng Yi's arm down.

"Open the car door!"

Conan stood by, bewildered, watching the scene unfold before him.

Weren't they checking for illegally parked vehicles? Why did they just drag the person out of the parking lot?
“You’re driving without a license again. Tell me, where did you steal this car from this time?” Miyamoto Yumi asked.

"What do you mean by stealing? You're so uncivilized."

Yumi Miyamoto didn't care whether she was civilized or not, and asked Conan in the car, "Little boy, where did Shoichi steal this car from?"

"I don't know." Conan's brain hadn't quite caught up yet.

He hadn't had time to think about what was happening.

Yumi Miyamoto asked, "So what is your relationship with Shoichi?"

"I do not know him."

"Oh, so this time they've even kidnapped children!" Miyamoto Yumi glared angrily at Masakazu.

I've heard that guys from wealthy families tend to have rather twisted personalities.

"I was wronged!"

I don't have any today.

They were abducted yesterday.

(End of this chapter)