Chapter 429: The Incident of the Illustrator

Thursday, May 8, afternoon, Maori Detective Agency.

Yamazaki saw Conan who had been missing for more than ten hours. Seeing that Conan was still a little embarrassed to see him, he smiled and said nothing, which made Conan heaved a sigh of relief.

Seeing Mori humming a ditty and looking in a good mood, Yamazaki asked Conan about the situation of the office.

"There was a call," Conan sighed. "It was from a magazine. He was asked to come over on Saturday afternoon."

"What, jealous?" Yamazaki asked.

"A little bit," Conan said.

"I have a message for you." Yamazaki said with a smile.

"So generous?" Conan was puzzled.

"The scream of a certain child last night was heard everywhere." Yamazaki said with a smile, "Think of it as theater ticket money."

"What!" Conan blushed immediately.

Yamazaki said with a smile: "The window in the living room is not closed, remember to close the window next time."

"Next time?" Conan fell down on the sofa.

Yamazaki went to the kitchen to make a cup of tea, said hello to Ran who was busy with dinner, and then came out and sat next to Conan.

Conan lay on the sofa and said, "Tell me, what news is it?"

"Professor Moritani lost a lot of money in the financial markets," Yamazaki said.

"Financial market?" Conan sat up, "Isn't this guy a stock market?"

"I don't know the specifics, but the possibility is very high." Yamazaki said.

"According to yesterday's market, it would be better for him to die." Conan laughed.

At this moment, Mori smiled and said, "By the way, Yamazaki, are you okay on Saturday afternoon? Follow me to Hanaoka Design Office."

"Okay." Yamazaki smiled. ...

In the evening, Mei Dai Restaurant.

After she was free, Mei Daizi asked with a smile: "Lan, is what uncle preached just now true? He's going to be in a magazine?"

Lan smiled wryly, "I'm not too sure, he answered the call himself."

"That must be true. You see, he invited the neighbors to drink to celebrate in advance." Mei Daizi smiled, "Uncle is really good now, and someone has interviewed him."

Listening to Maori's triumphant laughter coming from the second floor, Lan lowered her head and sighed heavily, "Oh!" At the same time, she thought, if it's not true, it would be a big loss. ...

Night, the living room of Miyamoto's house.

Miko Miyamoto and Yamazaki talked about preparing to join the Toshin Railway Company.

"Based on the current revision of the Company Law and the Corporate Law, I have no objection to the acquisition of public utility companies. But it is just the acquisition," Yamazaki asked, "Which company is behind this company, so that we cannot acquire it?"

"The Toyama Foundation is the main one." Miyamoto Miko said with a smile.

"Oh," said Yamazaki, "Although many of the companies connected by the Toyama consortium that day needed to be rescued, but letting a company enter the liquidation stage, does this mean that the Toyama consortium is not strong enough? This is very interesting."

"Although there have been large-scale companies going bankrupt in recent years, the remaining assets will always be absorbed and digested by the six major families in the end, making people confused." Miko Miyamoto said, "Most of the companies we want to acquire are connected to the Toyama consortium. more tightly,

Take this opportunity to explore the way. "

"This railway connects Tokyo and Haneda International Airport. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is an important traffic route. If the Toyama Foundation can hold on, it should not give up its dominance. If it does, it means that the problems of the Toyama Foundation are very serious. " Yamazaki asked, "But if the Toyama consortium doesn't fight, just give it to us?"

"If this is the case, it not only shows that there is a problem with the liquidity of the Fushan consortium, but also the relationship between the six major consortiums. The Fushan consortium is a member of the six consortia. It’s considered solidarity, that’s why I have scruples.” Miyamoto Miko said with a smile, “If it’s just against the previous family, the total assets can’t compare with him, but compared with the working capital, I have an absolute advantage, so I can definitely make this The family is torn apart."

"In that case, it's good news for us." Yamazaki laughed.

"However, there is still a problem here." Miko Miyamoto said, "That is, they are deliberately luring us so that they can absorb our funds and drive their companies. Those companies always have to be run, and Kami and Xia Everyone can't get away from them."

"Shangjia and Xiajia, are you going to play mahjong?" Mei Daizi interjected, "Speaking of which, there are exactly four of us."

"Watch your TV." Miko Miyamoto smiled helplessly.

"Oh." Mei Daizi shifted her attention again.

"Indeed, domestic resources are lacking, and most of the upstream companies are large companies, and this is all in their hands." Yamazaki said, and then asked, "How about finding Miss Anne?"

Miyamoto Miko said: "Maybe, but we will talk about the details later."

"Alright," Yamazaki said.

"Okay, Ichiro, let's go back." Miyamoto Miko urged, "Mei Daizi, do you know that you should go to bed early?"

"Yes." Mei Daizi smiled, "Father, Mom, good night!"...

Friday, May 9, afternoon, Maori Detective Agency.

Conan asked Yamazaki: "By the way, the newspaper said that Good Mood Group intends to take over Toshin Railway Company. Is it true?"

Yamazaki said with a smile, "That's right, but it's just a holding, so it's impossible to get a discount. Besides, you're using a child ticket, which is already very advantageous."

"Do you think I think so?" Conan rolled his eyes, and then asked, "I asked, that Hanaoka Design Office mainly does magazine illustrations, do you think they are looking for uncle for an interview?"

"I don't know." Yamazaki said.

Conan asked with a smile: "Do you think uncle may have misheard the content?"

Yamazaki said with a smile: "You are a manifestation of psychological imbalance."

Conan said: "Forget it, let's see it later."...

May 10, Saturday, afternoon, Mihua Town.

Mori brought Yamazaki to Hanaoka Design Office, followed by Lan, Conan and Mei Daizi who came to see the excitement.

After sitting separately, Yamazaki asked the assistant who received them about the situation.

"Huh? Didn't Mr. Hanaoka make it clear on the phone? We invited Mr. Mori here to ask Mr. Mori to comment on Mr. Hanaoka's paintings." The assistant explained, "Ms. Hanaoka is an illustrator, and this is also the matter. The president of the institute. Mr. Hanaoka has just completed an illustration of the situation after the collapse of the Mihua Building, so I would like to ask Mr. Mori, who was at the scene, to comment from the perspective of a detective. Teacher Hanaoka asked, and detective Mori answered , and then we’ll put that dialogue under the illustration.”

"Uncle's wine is for nothing." Mei Daizi laughed softly.

Conan laughed softly: "Yes, and I don't know how to explain it when I go back."

"You two, really." Lan said, and then couldn't help but chuckle, "And Dad's money for drinks this month is gone."

Mei Daizi laughed softly, "It's only the tenth now."

Conan chuckled softly, "It's not evening yet."

Maori heard laughter behind him, and his face became ugly.

"Is there a problem?" the assistant asked suspiciously.

"No." Yamazaki said with a smile.

Maori held back his anger and asked, "So, may I ask, where is this Hanaoka-sensei now?"

"Ms. Hanaoka has the habit of taking a nap, usually in the studio," the assistant said, "It should be here soon."

Ten minutes later, the assistant saw that Mao Li's face was getting darker and darker, unable to bear the pressure, "I, I'm going to make a phone call." Then he ran away.

Mei Daizi smiled and said: "It's really rude, the attitude is too bad."

Conan smiled and said, "That's right, I don't even have a cup of tea."

Lan smiled and said, "Don't talk anymore, Dad is going to be angry."

"Huh!" Maori said, "Why would I be angry about this kind of thing." Then he asked the assistant who came over, "Where is your president?"

"There's no answer at the studio, and at home, too. I can't get through the mobile phone," the assistant said.

"In that case, I'll go first," Maori said.

"Slow, slow, Mr. Mori, President Hanaoka may be at Ms. Chono's." An employee came over and said to the assistant, "Miss Chono's painting should be ready, and the president will take a look before sending it out. "

"Yes, yes, I would have forgotten if you didn't tell me, Tanaka." The assistant smiled, and then said to Mao Li, "Mr. Hurry, Ms. Die Ye's apartment is just opposite, that is the balcony where the quilt is drying."

Everyone looked out of the window, and there was a family drying their quilts in the opposite building.

Seeing the gloomy sky, Mei Daizi said, "It seems to be raining."

Conan asked: "It's strange, why didn't you collect the quilt?"

"Maybe I'm looking at the painting and I don't know it's raining yet." Lan said, "We need to notify them as soon as possible."

Tanaka made a phone call, but it was just a recording of the phone, "I'm Die Ye, I'm not at home now, if you have something important, please leave a message after hearing the signal, I will contact you as soon as possible, thank you."

Tanaka said: "Hey, Ms. Butano, I'm Tanaka from the office. Is the president at your place? Mr. Mori has arrived at the office, please come here quickly. Also, it's raining, hurry up and put away the quilt. Hey ?”

"What's wrong?" the assistant asked.

"Then hang up after answering the phone." Tanaka said.

"This means they know about it," said the assistant, and then said to Mao Li, "Mr. Mao Li, the president has already known and will be here soon. Please wait patiently for a while."...

About ten minutes later, Conan, who had been paying attention to the opposite side, said loudly: "Look, it's raining heavily outside, but the quilt is still there."

"Really," Lan asked after looking at it, "Dad, shall we go and see?"

Mao Li said: "Maybe they forgot to pack the quilt, so the two came here together in a hurry."

At this time, a middle-aged man pushed the door into the office, and the assistant greeted him, "Mr. Hanaoka, you are here. Mr. Mori has been waiting for you for a long time."

"You are the Maori detective, right? I'm Hanaoka," President Hanaoka held out his hand, "Sorry, I'm in the studio, I didn't expect to oversleep."

"I'm Mori." Mori reached out to shake President Hanaoka's hand.

"Studio?" the assistant asked, "But I have called several times, but no one answered?"

"I was woken up by the phone call." President Hanaoka said.

Mori saw a pink pattern on the nail of President Hanaoka's little finger, and asked, "Hey, what's on this nail?"

"Ah?" President Hanaoka looked surprised, and immediately withdrew his hand, "It's nothing, it must have been accidentally stained with paint." Then he said, "Excuse me." Then he said to Tanaka, "I haven't had time to wait Go to Die Ye, if she calls, tell me right away." Then she went to the bathroom.

"Yes, President." Tanaka said.

"That should be nail polish, right?" Mei Daizi asked, "It's the one you bought in line with Yuanzi in the morning." As she spoke, she picked up Lan's hand, the thumb, middle finger, and little finger, the three nails were painted. Oil.

Lan said, "Looking at the color, it seems to be right."

Mei Daizi smiled and said, "The man who puts on the nail polish is indeed an artist."

"Hey, hey," Conan said loudly, "Why is the quilt still outside?"

Mao Li smiled and said, "Why don't you go and help collect it."

At this time, the phone rang, attracting everyone's attention. Tanaka answered the phone, "Hello, this is Hanaoka Design Office."

"Hi, I'm Die Yequan..."

Seeing President Hanaoka come out of the bathroom, Tanaka immediately handed him the phone, "President, it's Ms. Butano's call."

"Hi, it's me, I'm Hanaoka, how's the painting going?" President Hanaoka took the phone, "What? Sudden bad mood, wanting to commit suicide by jumping off a building, stop joking, uh..." Speaking of which, President Hanaoka looked out the window and was stunned.

Everyone looked and found a figure falling down with a quilt in the opposite building. It seemed that Ms. Dieye had brought the quilt from the balcony down when she jumped from the building.

"Lan, call the police." Maori said, "Yamazaki, let's go and have a look."...