"Koyama Mimi, female, 35 years old, married, born in Yoshii-cho, Gunma Prefecture, graduated from the public Takasaki University of Economics, comes from a wealthy family, and currently works for a listed company in Takasaki..."
At 9:10 in the morning, Conan was holding his cell phone and reading the message sent back by Megure Jusan.
The speech had lasted for 40 minutes, and more and more tourists gathered at the door, and no one showed any intention of leaving.
All this is thanks to Yasuki Domon's passionate and well-paced speaking style. He is very good at mobilizing emotions and his words go straight to the heart of the matter. There is no nonsense in the whole speech and it is obviously carefully crafted.
The speech went smoothly without any accidents. Conan, who had woken up early, was yawning continuously. When he saw the message sent back by Megure Jusan, he suddenly stood up like a rubber toy with electricity.
"This woman named Koyama Mami works in Gunma Prefecture and is married. How could she suddenly come to Tokyo?"
Based on the information provided by Megure Jusan, Conan immediately discovered something was wrong:
"Someone must have impersonated her because they didn't want to reveal their true identity!"
"That makes sense..."
Osaka Black Chicken nodded in agreement:
"Could it be that she is the master behind Sento Junji?"
"pretty close!"
Conan said confidently:
"Think about it, the person who knows so much about elections, who can pinpoint the key issues and grasp the weaknesses of Domon Yasuhira, is most likely from within the government. Senzu Junji's father is also a member of parliament, and this woman named Koyama Mami is most likely sent by his father to help him!"
In elections, it is of course okay for a father to pass on some experience to his son. Everyone agrees on this. After all, family background is also a kind of innate advantage, but...
Giving advice is one thing, but you cannot use your personal connections to secretly help candidates. This is called manipulation and it undermines the fairness and justice of the election and is unacceptable.
But no matter what he said, Conan had no evidence and it was impossible for him to really report Koyama Mimi. After all, they were "fishing" for the big fish of the Black Organization.
The best result would be to stop the Black Organization's actions and allow Yasuki Domon to complete the normal election process. Whether he can be elected as a member of parliament depends on Yasuki Domon's own strength. Conan and Osaka Black Chicken will not favor or help any party.
"There is another possibility."
Miss Miyano, who was leaning against the car and concentrating on watching her boyfriend's upright figure like a wooden stake in meditation, suddenly said:
"This woman named Koyama Mimi was sent by the Boss, and even Sento Junji himself didn't know about it."
His eyes lit up, and Conan asked quickly:
"You mean, the Black Organization also has connections in politics?"
“.......”
Miss Miyano raised her eyes and glanced at Shinpei and the other two who were so excited as if they had discovered a treasure, and realized that Sakaki Makoto had not yet had time to tell them about the ministers of the Karasuma Cabinet.
After a slight hesitation, she pursed her lips and turned her head away quietly:
"I didn't say that... Even if it's true, you can't do anything about it."
"My dad once said that if the leader behind the Black Organization was Karasuma Renya..."
Conan said seriously:
"Then we will be facing Japan's most powerful enemy."
"Your dad is right."
Miss Miyano brushed her hair:
"The Dusk Villa built with gold is only a small part of Karasuma Renye's property. The power of the Karasuma family is far beyond your imagination. Even the Suzuki Group has to bow down to it."
"...Since Karasuma Renya is so rich, why did he let the Black Organization blackmail the bald chairman?"
Conan recalled the stick at the amusement park again.
"First of all, having a lot of money doesn't mean that Karasuma Renya will squander it recklessly. It's like the ancient emperors conquering a piece of territory, but they still had to defend it, right?"
Miss Miyano scoffed at Conan's doubts:
"Secondly, the Black Organization's real purpose in blackmailing the bald chairman was the research institute he owned, not the 100 million yen."
"The third... and most important point is the source of funding for the Black Organization's operations."
"Karasuma Renya is certainly not short of money, but do you think he will have a direct connection with the Black Organization? Huge amounts of money, whether withdrawn or transferred, must go through the bank. If a member of the organization is caught accidentally, and the police check the source of his salary, will they be able to find corresponding clues? Karasuma Renya's considerations are far more comprehensive than yours, so most of the Black Organization's operating funds are earned bit by bit by themselves."
"....Gin is working too hard!"
Conan cried out:
"Not only does he have to catch the traitor, he also has to be responsible for the organization's financial problems!"
"You're overthinking it. Rum is in charge of the funding issue. It has nothing to do with Gin. Do you want Gin to die of exhaustion?"
"It's too much to be exhausted..."
Scratching his head, Conan said shyly:
"It would be best if he was so exhausted that he had to be hospitalized, and then we could easily capture him..."
"The organization has a hospital that specializes in the health of its members. Even if Gin really falls ill, you can't catch him."
"Just think about it... there's no harm in daydreaming..."
At this moment, the crowd suddenly became noisy, and the applause was deafening. Conan looked up and saw that the speech was over and Yasuteru Domon was giving a thank you speech.
"The next location is Luofu Photo Studio."
Miss Miyano, who had met her boyfriend, knew the next step and opened the car door:
"Get in the car, ready to go!"
“Ohhh…”
My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It’s even more exciting later!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
