Conan: I'm a zaibatsu in Tokyo

Chapter 75 Dare not open your eyes

Inspector Megure neither spoke nor opened his eyes.

This was exactly what Sato had expected.

Sato let go of Inspector Megure's shoulder helplessly. He didn't know when Inspector Megure had become like this.

Zheng Yi held a cup of coffee that had been handed to him by some police officer and took a small sip.

Look at Sato's eyes.

I used to think I was the culprit who turned Inspector Megure into this state.

He won't take the blame for Conan.

Conan quietly slipped away from Inspector Megure.

What should I do if I feel like I've messed up?
Conan secretly took off his watch, glanced cautiously at Sato, and crouched down, trying not to attract anyone's attention.

He landed on his toes first and left the crime scene with light, slow steps.

"Officer Megure!"

Sato is still questioning Inspector Megure.

Meanwhile, Inspector Megure had actually been brought back to his senses by Sato's shaking.

But he dared not open his eyes.

From Sato's words, Inspector Megure realized that while he was sleeping, he had once again become Shoichi's henchman, advocating for him.

Why is this so?
I definitely need to see a psychologist; there must be something wrong with my mental health.

Okay, let's invite Mori-kun to come along.

However, the most urgent task is to get rid of Sato.

The fact that he's a lackey is already established, and no amount of explanation will change that.

Even if I said I had a mental illness, I doubt anyone would believe me.

Inspector Megure also found the best solution: to pretend to be asleep.

While avoidance may not solve the problem, it can be useful.

I really hope this is all just an illusion.

"Inspector Megure must be asleep." Takagi's gaze slowly moved towards Sato, but when it landed on Sato's face, he quickly lowered his eyes again.

Seeing Sato so upset, Masayuki also comforted him, saying, "Deduction is very mentally taxing. Inspector Megure must have fallen asleep from exhaustion."

It's absolutely not because I feel guilty or dare not look you in the eye.

“Yes, yes, yes.” Takagi nodded in agreement.

Although he had just seen Inspector Megure's fingers twitch, he believed it was an unconscious action during sleep.

"Whoo~"

Inspector Megure took a snore at just the right moment, which made Takagi wake up.

At this point, let's not try to cover it up!
"Let's send Inspector Megure back first," Takagi said, sporting a large head.

Sato didn't react, but simply watched quietly as Takagi instructed the officers to take Inspector Megure away.

Their superior, Inspector Megure, had already ruled the incident an accidental death, and they had no objection to it.

After all, there's no better cause of death than accidental death.

This is probably better than suicide.

As for Shinichi Kudo's listening device.

Given Inspector Megure's relationship with the Kudo family, everyone knew that this matter would be dropped.

After cleaning up the scene, Sato left with the crowd.

As he passed by Zheng Yi, he paused, but said nothing, giving him a fleeting, indifferent glance.

Zhengyi doesn't believe that Sato now believes he's a good person.

Prejudice in people's hearts is not so easy to eliminate.

Zhengyi glanced at that scoundrel Conan.

That guy is really wicked; he hurt Sato to this extent.

"Takagi, Officer Sato doesn't have a driver's license. Could you please take me home?" Masakazu called out to Sato. Sato didn't change direction and continued walking out without turning his head.

"no problem."

Takagi turned around and said.

He was just taking Zheng Yi home. It was late at night and it was hard to get a taxi. He was just helping a citizen and shouldn't be labeled as Zheng Yi's lackey.

"Conan, you should get in the car too. I'll take you home with me," Takagi said.

"Oh well."

After Conan agreed, he dragged Shoichi to a place some distance away from Takagi and asked in a low voice:

"Brother Zhengyi, are you very familiar with Mr. Kishimoto?"

"What? Inspector Megure has already deduced the result, and you still suspect me of being the murderer?" Shoichi looked at Conan with a half-smile.

Conan shook his head, his mind racing, and said:
"I just think that Shinichi put a listening device on Kishimoto's clothes because he suspects that Kishimoto is doing something wrong, so I'm just a little curious about him."

"I see." Zheng Yi nodded.

That's a perfectly valid reason.

The police suspect Shinichi Kudo is the murderer, but you suspect Kishimoto is the bad guy.

Zheng Yi said, "We've only met once."

"Do you feel there's anything strange about Sumitomo Bank?" Conan asked.

For example, helping some mysterious organization launder money or something.

"No, right?" Zheng Yi said, "After I returned to Japan, I only stayed at Sumitomo Bank for a few days, and I didn't get involved in many of the business operations."

"Is that so?"

Conan's eyebrows furrowed.

Seeing Conan's worried face, Masakazu felt very sorry for him.

He's just a kind person who can't bear to see others suffer.

“If you want to understand Kishimoto, you can investigate the people who came from Osaka with him. I can give you a list,” Masakazu said.

"Come along?" Conan was taken aback.

Wasn't Kishimoto transferred from Osaka by himself?

“Yes.” Masayu nodded and said, “I don’t know what happened, but a lot of people from Sumitomo Bank were suddenly transferred from Osaka to Tokyo.”

If you are interested in Kishimoto, you can look him up.

Besides, weren't you curious about Sumitomo Bank's business? With so many people being transferred, it must involve major Sumitomo Bank operations; you could investigate that too.

As he spoke, Zheng Yi had already taken out a pen and written the names of those people on a piece of paper.

"Thank you, Brother Zhengyi." Conan gave a cute smile.

Zheng Yi is truly a good person.

He readily answers any question you ask.

Conan was suddenly taken aback. Why would Shoichi so readily agree to a child's request?
Moreover, the surveys I mentioned were clearly not something children should be doing.

Zheng Yi gave a gentle smile: "Age is not a limitation for detectives. If you crave the truth, then go for it bravely."

Conan's eyes are wide open.

He had never heard such encouragement since his body shrank.

Even his parents advised him to keep a low profile and live a more stable life.

Zheng Yi understands him!
……

"Hey kid! Where have you been so late? Don't you know that Xiaolan and I have been looking for you everywhere for ages?"
You bastard! Do you know how worried Ran was about you? She thought you and Genta had jumped into the sea together!

Full of passion, Conan returned to the Mouri Detective Agency and received his first punch of the day.

Kogoro Mouri looked at Conan, getting angrier and angrier, and punched him twice on the head.

Conan shrank back and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I won't do it again."

(End of this chapter)