Zongman: Becoming Prime Minister in the Conan Universe

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Upon seeing a person suddenly appear in his study, Tsugawa was momentarily stunned.

The first thought that popped into his mind was: a thief?

But after seeing the Beretta M9 pistol with a silencer in the other person's hand, he immediately abandoned that idea.

This wasn't the United States; an ordinary thief wouldn't wield such a firearm!

When Tsugawa raised his head and saw the foreigner in a black suit and black fedora, with cold eyes, sitting in his study, he couldn't help but gulp.

"You... who are you?"

Fujiwara Toru, wearing a human-skin mask that transformed him into a handsome European man, said in a chilling voice:

"Tsugawa Hisashi, director of the Ejison Library, and also conducting drug trafficking for a certain Diet member, controlling a secret channel from Mexico to Domei. Am I right?"

Fujiwara Toru looked at the middle-aged man before him, who was sweating profusely and terrified, with a smile that wasn't quite a smile. He then said again, "Do you want me to say the name of that Diet member?"

"No... no, don't."

Tsugawa swallowed hard, stammering.

If that name came out, he was dead for sure!

Those involved in drug trafficking were naturally a group of desperados. Especially when such desperados also held power, they would become even more lawless.

Although the important figure behind him was someone he couldn't afford to offend, when faced with a subordinate like him, that figure would still be ruthless without hesitation.

"What... what do you want to do?"

Seeing that Fujiwara Toru didn't kill him directly, Tsugawa braced himself and asked.

"Where are those goods?"

Fujiwara Toru didn't beat around the bush and directly stated his objective.

Hearing it was about money, Tsugawa, instead of feeling relieved, became even more tense.

He risked his life in drug trafficking precisely for money!

The money he had earned from this illicit business over so many years, how could he just give it up so easily?

Seeing this, Fujiwara Toru gave a cruel smile, "It seems you're unwilling to talk, or perhaps you think I don't dare to shoot, or maybe you think this gun is a toy?"

Pffft—

As soon as Fujiwara Toru's words fell, a bullet shot out from the silenced muzzle.

The bullet directly pierced Tsugawa's kneecap, shattering it.

This rather brave man immediately cried out in pain, his legs gave way, and he collapsed to the ground, snot and tears streaming down his face from the overwhelming agony.

"Your study, to prevent the sounds inside from being heard outside, has been specially soundproofed. This is really good news; even if you scream your lungs out in here, people outside won't hear a thing."

Fujiwara Toru slowly and methodically toyed with the gun in his hand and said again, "...You don't have to talk. I'm not in a hurry. I'll play with you slowly in here and let you know what a blissful thing it is to be alive."

"Anyway, this house is only so big. Even if there are hidden compartments and basements, it won't be too difficult to find what you've hidden. We have all night to do this."

Tsugawa's heart felt like it was about to break. He was crying with snot running down his face, "I'll talk, I'll talk! The goods and the money are behind the cabinet in the attic. There's a hidden compartment inside!"

Fujiwara Toru nodded and said, "Kir, you press him."

"Yes."

Only then did Tsugawa realize there was another person in the room!

Mizunashi Rena obeyed the order and went to the attic. As an elite CIA agent and also a member of the Black Organization, she was highly experienced.

Seeing no traps in the attic, she found bags of "ice candy" and stacks of US dollar cash, just as Tsugawa had said.

Mizunashi Rena returned to the study and handed her pistol to Fujiwara Toru.

"I've told you everything, I've told you everything! Spare me, please spare me!"

Pffft—

Another soft gunshot, and a bullet perfectly pierced Tsugawa's forehead.

This man who wanted to kill Yukino Yukinoshita, the director of the Ejison Library, had become a corpse.

"In this life and the previous life, the ones I hate most are traitors," Fujiwara Toru said indifferently.

Mizunashi Rena's expression was cautious. She didn't know if Fujiwara Toru's words were also a warning to her.

As an undercover agent, to make her performance more realistic, Mizunashi Rena sometimes had to do some criminal things for the Black Organization.

"Take me there!"

Mizunashi Rena led Fujiwara Toru back to the attic.

Regarding that "ice candy," Fujiwara Toru only took out a few pieces to check their purity.

This stuff was much more popular than heroin now, mainly because this thing destroyed the central nervous system, while heroin would cause irreversible damage to the immune system.

Therefore, while this thing brought extreme pleasure, it wouldn't directly kill people like heroin.

Coupled with the fact that the manufacturing process and raw materials for "ice candy" were much simpler than heroin, and it sold relatively cheaply, more people chose "ice candy."

But drugs are drugs; they are playthings that ruin families!

"How much US currency is here?"

"I've roughly counted; it's about three and a half million."

"Tsugawa should have taken this money from the yakuza. You take these US dollars and launder them through the Organization's channels. Transfer three million of it into this Swiss bank account, and the rest, after deducting handling fees, is all yours."

"Boss!"

Just as Mizunashi Rena was about to say something, Fujiwara Toru glanced at her, and she swallowed her words back down.

A sentence suddenly came to her mind.

You don't take it, I don't take it, how can Agent Smith get a commission?

Mizunashi Rena instantly understood!

If she didn't take this money, Fujiwara Toru wouldn't trust her. This sum of money was also a hot potato for Fujiwara Toru; who knew if Mizunashi Rena would report him?

But as long as Mizunashi Rena took it, she would be on Fujiwara Toru's pirate ship, and it would be difficult to get off.

At the same time, this was also a manifestation of this new leader Fujiwara Toru's trust in her. Everyone doing bad things together, that was true camaraderie!

Mizunashi Rena immediately said, "Many thanks for Boss's cultivation!"

She sighed inwardly. Fujiwara Toru was much better than the CIA Director and the Black Organization.

The CIA Director wouldn't give her such a good assignment; he would only PUA her into working hard to the bone.

The Black Organization didn't even pay wages; Mizunashi Rena had to earn money herself by being a reporter.

Look how generous Fujiwara Toru was.

The Black Organization probably also knew that not paying wages was bad, so when personnel with codenames used organizational resources, they were also quite generous. (bffg)

Laundering these three and a half million US dollars through the Organization's internal channels would probably cost a hundred thousand. The remaining four hundred thousand would be hers to keep.

Four hundred thousand US dollars! That wasn't a small sum. Mizunashi Rena, as a woman who loved beautiful things, buying bags, cosmetics, going on trips, all required money!

"Let's go. Tomorrow, you report to the police under a different identity. Let the police come and deal with the body, and also you handle the aftermath."

"Yes, Boss!"

The next day—

"Metropolitan Police Department. Victim's identity confirmed: Tsugawa Hisashi, director of the Ejison Library. Cause of death: gunshot wound to the head. Besides the head, his kneecap was also shot."

"The bullets are nine-millimeter. Based on the trajectory, it was a close-range shot, between one and two meters."

A police officer quickly reported the basic findings of the investigation to Inspector Megure.

"Ejison Library again?"

Hearing this place name, Inspector Megure felt his scalp tingle.

"Inspector, we found a large amount of 'ice candy' in the victim's attic!" another police officer reported.

Inspector Megure's expression turned grim. "Not only is it a murder case, but it also involves drug trafficking. It's highly likely that this murder case is related to conflicts between drug traffickers."

"Hmm? Wait a minute, Conan, why are you here?"

Inspector Megure suddenly saw a small child appear at the murder scene.

"Ah, hehe, I was out playing today, just happened to pass by here, so... so I came to take a look, hahaha..."

Conan had also been inspecting the crime scene just now, wanting to see if he could find any clues.

However, regarding this kind of situation where the suspect kills someone and then immediately leaves, a detective really couldn't do much. This required the police to dispatch a large amount of manpower for investigation.

Returning to the murder scene after killing someone, that was too foolish.

Especially for a crime of passion, finding the culprit was even more difficult.

Inspector Megure was just about to throw Conan out when a neighbor said to a police officer, "I saw two strangers come here last night."

"Can you describe the other party's appearance and characteristics?"

"Ah, sorry, I didn't see clearly. They were wearing black clothes and hats of the same color at night. That hat looked a bit like a fedora, covering their faces."

Hearing the neighbor's words, Conan's heart skipped a beat, then another!

'Black clothes, fedora... Could it be that Black Organization?!'

'The director of the Ejison Library is a drug trafficker, and there was a fire at the Ejison Library. I understand now! That fire was arson, set by this director!'

'Someone must have discovered the drugs hidden in the library, and the director set the fire to destroy the evidence, even wanting to silence the witness!'

'And that Fujiwara Toru, his gaze at that time was definitely not that of a university student. He has killed people, and quite a few at that. That kind of gaze can't be faked.'

'Could the director's murder be related to him? Fujiwara Toru also ruined the director's plans. They are both antagonists. Could he really be from the Black Organization?'

Countless thoughts flashed through Conan's mind.

This guess had no evidence to support it; it was purely his detective's sixth sense!

"Alright, little brat, don't hang around here!"

Just as Conan was pondering, Officer Takagi grabbed him by the back of his collar and threw him out.

But for Conan, he had already obtained the information he wanted most.

Kudo Yusaku and Kudo Yukiko had left the United States and were currently rushing to Domei.

Fujiwara Toru looked at his phone, at the message sent by the intelligence personnel on their side.

This was something he had specifically asked the intelligence personnel there to pay attention to.

The message on his phone automatically deleted itself. Only then did Fujiwara Toru raise his head and say with feigned puzzlement, "Officer, is Amuro Toru really my employee? Is he the culprit?"

The young police officer, upon seeing Fujiwara Toru, said excitedly, "You... you are Mr. Fujiwara Toru?!"

He never imagined he would meet this heroic figure of Domei here!

The police officer tried hard to suppress his excitement and said respectfully, "Mr. Fujiwara, I just need to ask you a few questions."

"This Amuro Toru was previously harassing many women in Okubo Park and was caught by us. He is your employee, so we are here to remind you, in case he harasses other female employees or customers in the workplace."

Fujiwara Toru looked with a strange gaze at Amuro Toru, who was standing awkwardly beside the police officer.

What have you been up to?

You wouldn't really have become a gigolo in Okubo Park, would you? I was just joking at the time, did you actually take it seriously?

Does earning money require opening some kind of K store? Look at me, easily earning three and a half million US dollars.