"If you say that, I don't seem to have any reason to refuse."
The sky was getting dark, and after sitting in silence for a while, Uehara Katsumi's moist tongue passed across his lips, he smiled and kicked the pebbles in front of his shoes, looking up at the starry sky in the distance.
The back is slightly arched and the expression is high.
"Then, we have reached a consensus?"
Shiratiao raised his left hand and patted his chest with the back of his hand, smiling happily.
"So be it, but I have to remind you in advance that no matter what you find, you have to tell me first. We will discuss the corresponding countermeasures together and don't act without authorization." Uehara Katsumi said with a serious expression when it came to business.
"No problem." Shiratiao assured, patting his chest: "You can rest assured on this, I will never make fun of my own life. What should I check first?"
"Karasuma Consortium."
"What did you say?"
"Karasuma Consortium."
Katsuki Uehara slowly stood up, patted the dust on his butt, and repeated: "You heard me right."
"..."
This was such explosive news that it almost fried Rensaburo Shiratori's brain.
What level of existence is the Karasuma Consortium?
That is an old-line chaebol that has achieved top dominance when the Suzuki Consortium dominated the top Japanese conglomerates. Whether it is financial resources, power or connections, it is now a mystery.
As one of the best young masters in the contemporary Japanese conglomerate circle, even Shiratori Rensaburo himself is extremely unfamiliar with the Karasuma Consortium.
Many people in the outside world are saying that the Karasuma Group has declined and its international strategy is unbalanced. Therefore, its presence has been significantly weakened in recent decades, and its assets in Japan have shrunk step by step. But only people in their consortium circle knew that the Karasuma Consortium had just been broken into pieces.
When he heard rumors related to the Karasuma Consortium before, he had asked his father out of a policeman's instinct, but the reply he got was that things should not be dealt with and should be left alone.
Thinking of this, Shiratori Rensaburo swallowed subconsciously: "Uehara, you wouldn't say that this mysterious black organization was funded and established by the Karasuma Consortium, right?"
"Well, the name of the person who founded and controls this winery is Karasuma Renya."
——? !
Uehara Katsuki nodded, this shocking news like a bolt from the blue completely confused Shiratori.
That was a big shot of the last century. According to the official eulogy of the Karasuma Consortium, this man was buried forty years ago, and his father even attended Karasuma Renye's funeral.
Considering that an old man probably doesn't have that much time and energy to build a network of connections and such a large-scale evil organization, this winery should have been established when he was not that old. In other words, it may have existed for nearly a century? ? ?
Rensaburo Shiratori unconsciously reached out and scratched his hair. It was obviously difficult to digest this shocking information for a while.
"Then, who is running this organization now? A descendant of Karasuma Renye? I don't think I heard that he has any descendants."
"I don't know, he might be a descendant of Renye Karasuma, or he might be a professional manager." Katsuki Uehara bit his lip and said word by word: "The most likely possibility is that he himself."
"This is impossible!"
The white bird jumped up with a "swish". Fortunately, there was no one around, and because the manor was too big, his exclamation did not attract anyone's attention: "He died forty years ago. He died." At that time, he was an old man.
"If he is still alive, how old is he now? 140 years old? 160 years old? Or 180 years old? How can a human being live that long?"
"Humans can't survive, but what if there is medication to help?"
Anyway, after checking that no one was around, Uehara Katsumi did not avoid the existence of Aptx-4869 and informed him of this series of events.
Shiratori Rensaburo, whose worldview was severely impacted, stumbled and almost fell to the ground, frowning.
"Remember to keep it a secret, Shiratori. I only told you about this matter. Even the Megure Police Department doesn't know about it." Katsuki Uehara reached out and patted his friend's shoulder and sighed.
"...Well, I know, I will keep it secret."
Shiratori, who came back to his senses after a while, took a deep breath and took several deep breaths. Then he suppressed the heart that was beating rapidly due to fear in his chest: "What happened to the Karasuma Consortium, I The investigation will be conducted secretly and secretly.”
"Actually, you don't have to worry too much about Renya Karasuma."
Katsuki Uehara, who put one hand in his pocket, smiled and said in another direction: "For us now, compared to the Karasuma Consortium who is on the bright side, we are in the dark.
"We don't need to investigate the connection between Karasuma and the winery right from the start. We just need to target the people who are currently in charge of the Karasuma Consortium and the board members. Those who can get a share of the Karasuma Consortium. , I think the bottom of their butts is not clean.
"Check it slowly and don't be too anxious. After all, we are not the only ones who are eyeing the winery. The police, FBI, CIA, MI6, CSIS, BDN and other agencies are also watching. There is no need for us to expose ourselves to the sun."
"...Uehara, how do you know so much?"
"Miyano Shiho told me before he died that I would help settle her sister in exchange for the deal."
When Katsuki Uehara said this, Shiratori thought of the figure who was sent to the hospital with tubes inserted all over his body, and couldn't help but sigh.
Damn Karasuma Consortium.
The fist is hard.
"I understand. It's more convenient for me and Karasuma to go this route. Leave it to me."
Uehara Katsumi stopped being pretentious and punched him with a smile: "Thank you."
"You're welcome."
Shiratori, who understood what he meant, accepted it calmly, patted his friend on the shoulder and said with emotion: "Now I am a bit like the policeman I dreamed of when I was a child, fighting the darkness with my own ability. You may not believe it, but when I was a child, I The reason why I want to be a policeman is because of Sato.”
"Yeah?"
Katsuki Uehara, who was talking about his girlfriend, glanced sideways at him and curled his lips: "That's not necessarily the case."
Although he can't remember why Shiratori decided to be a policeman when he was a child, he knows one thing very well, that is, Shiratori mistakenly recognized the wrong person, and mistakenly regarded Sato as his first love.
This is outrageous.
But considering that there seems to be a green plum in Chiba next door...
Well, forget it, that's normal.
"Okay, let's go, it's almost getting dark. After blowing out the birthday candles for the old man, I'll report the relevant situation to him, and it's almost time to go home. How about you?"
Uehara walked toward the main entrance of the villa with his hands in his pockets, regaining his carefree appearance, taking out a box from his pocket, popping two pieces of chewing gum into his mouth and chewing it.
"I have to be late. I have some business matters, and my dad asked me to explain them to President Nagato in private."
"Okay, Miwako and I happened to have a candlelight dinner after get off work, but there are no light bulbs."
"...Uehara Katsumi!"
"Eh?! Eh! Calm down! Calm down! Shiratori, you are the police——"
Facing the surprised gazes of many servants along the way, after being tied around the neck and beaten all the way upstairs, the two of them stopped until they were in front of the long-door bedroom on the third floor, each calming down their breathing and adjusting their clothes——
"President Nagato, happy birthday."
"Happy birthday, dad~~"
"President, happy birthday~"
"…………"
In the huge bedroom, everyone who had obviously celebrated had their faces beaming with joy, cutting cakes and sharing the joy of the birthday boy.
The kind-hearted Mao Lilan saw Uehara and Shiratori coming back together. Her eyes lit up and she waved to them: "Officer Uehara, Officer Shiratori, have you seen Mr. Nagato Hidetomi?"
"Isn't he always in the bedroom? I didn't see him move out of the bedroom. What's wrong?" Uehara Katsumi was a little surprised.
"Mr. Nagato Hidetomi didn't come to eat the cake. Mr. Guangming has already gone to find him." Conan, who was eating and drinking while holding a piece of cake, had a somewhat cute temperament, which made Uehara unable to hold back and rubbed his hands.
Needless to say, it feels really good.
Mouri Kogoro made great contributions.
"Guangming has been there for so long and there is no response. Let me call -"
On the side of the bedroom, a woman whom Katsuki Uehara was relatively unfamiliar dialed the phone and pressed the speakerphone.
Not long after, Nagato Miguel’s voice came from the receiver——
Only this time, it was a scream!
Set the bowl~
(End of chapter)
