Rebirth of Conan as a Detective - Chapter 1013

In Mihuacho Shopping Street, Yuanzi and Xiaoai have already gone back because of the band training. Although Conan is also very interested in Sano’s case, there seems to be something else on the side of Uncle Mori. In the end, only Gao Cheng was left on the street. Hang out.

Towards the end of the year, the streets gradually became rushed. It happened to be the rush hour after get off work. Everyone except Gao Cheng seemed to be in a hurry. There were a lot fewer families taking their children out for shopping.

“Sanada, as the savior of the Osaka team this time, how does it feel to score a decisive goal?”

The roadside store TV was still broadcasting news of the J League, Sanada Takada’s familiar **** face appeared in the middle of the screen, and Gao Cheng couldn’t help but look at the noisy voice a few more times.

“I believed that I could score goals from the beginning, so…” Takashi Sanada squeezed the reporter close to the camera, and the big face quickly occupied the entire screen, “Hey, master, did you see it? Did you watch it? It’s over. At that time, I didn’t find you, and the closing ceremony at the end of the season was the same…Huh? Didn’t you miss it at all…”

“Okay, Sanada!”

“Don’t be ashamed.”

The teammates who couldn’t stand it pulled away from Sanada, and the interview turned to Bihu and his party amidst Sanada’s yelling.

“Sanada’s recent improvement is indeed great, and we have always believed in him…”

Gao Cheng stopped in front of the store, staring blankly at the TV interview.

Because the system settlement still has Misumi’s invitation, he did not watch the match between Tokyo Souls and Osaka Hikers much later, and of course he did not participate in the closing ceremony.

“Oh, it’s a pity,” the store manager was watching TV and shook his head regretfully, “If it weren’t for Sanada’s kick, the Tokyo Souls would have a chance to win the championship this time.”

Speaking of this, the store manager turned to Gao Cheng and asked, “Do you think so too?”

“Uh……”

“I heard that Sanada worshipped a Tokyo master… It’s damned, as an Edo native, he actually helped the players of the Osaka team!”

“I think,” Gao Cheng looked awkwardly at the outrageous store manager, “which team he supports…it doesn’t matter whether it is from Tokyo or not.”

“That’s right,” the store manager said angrily. “If I meet that bastard, I have to have a good beating! By the way, which team are you a fan?”

“Of course it is the Tokyo team.”

…

Gao Cheng strolled around the commercial street and returned to the detective office in the evening, because Xiao Ai called and said that he would go home later, so he had to eat downstairs.

Okiya Subaru and Hideichi Akai stayed in the store usually, and the recording studio seemed to have asked the familiar FBI for secret protection.

I don’t know if I have an opinion about him often leaving Xiao Ai alone. I always feel that the food this guy prepares for him is different from others, and the taste is quite subtle.

Looking at the expressions of a couple enjoying their meal at the next table, Gao Cheng looked suspiciously at the dinner plate in front of him.

“Didi.” Not waiting for Gao Cheng’s confirmation, the phone rang at the right time, and an unknown email was received.

The sender knows that it is a newly registered free mailbox, that is, an anonymous email, with the subject directly indicating that it is for him to check.

Gao Cheng sees his heart for a moment.

It seems that there is nothing wrong for him to take a trip to the honey cake factory. The content of the email is about the factory. It should be an employee who learned that he was investigating and contacted privately.

Opening the email, the description inside made Gao Cheng frowned.

Since the honey cake became famous, the factory orders have continued. Since then, employees have been tacitly aware that employees work overtime without compensation. In order to avoid investigations, employees will clock in during normal off-duty hours and then return to the water line to work. Many people have been working for many days. To rest.

The most serious overtime is the factory manager himself.

Beginning last year, employees who could not keep up with orders without overtime began to get off work unpaid overtime after work. After a few months, because they were overwhelmed, the factory directly negotiated with the young president to either set a sales quota or reduce the production process.

The young president naturally did not agree.

Between resignation and unpaid overtime, the factory can only choose the latter under the threat of the president. After all, it is difficult to find a job, and many people have to support their families.

For these people, losing a job and dying are actually not much difference.

Among them are Sano, who has been laid off and desperate, and the factory director who is also supported by his family.

In this incident, the young president went around in private to threaten the employees, asking them to say that Sano’s accident has nothing to do with the company, so the factory director repeatedly shirks responsibility.

Gao Cheng fell silent after reading the email.

Although he understands this kind of case, he has not dealt with many cases. If it were not for Sansumi’s forensic doctor, Sano’s survivors would find it difficult to even ask a lawyer for help, let alone come to him.

Since he became famous, his usual clients, even if they are not very wealthy, have no difference in family background. In fact, he has rarely come into contact with families like Sano, even if he encounters them because of cases.

The trouble with this case lies in the court’s judgment. Even though overtime is a fact, Sano’s family still finds it difficult to get tens of millions of yen in compensation for overwork and death. They can only apply for overtime compensation, which is the only place he can help.

Gao Cheng thought for a while, typed the sender and responded to the email to contact him.

Now that he saw it, he couldn’t just sit back and watch, even if it wasn’t commissioned by Sancheng Forensic Doctor, he had taken care of the matter, and even if he asked the Queen of Law for help, he would treat the cake company.

Now there are employees who testify anonymously, and then they can do the ideological work of the director in private. As long as the director is taken down, other employees can solve it. These people are nothing more than worrying about losing their jobs.

A few employees alone can’t help the young president, but as long as all the employees work together to resist the threat, the young president can’t actually become strong.

Jobs are indeed hard to find, but so many skilled workers are hard to find, and the impact of a big disturbance is definitely not small.

On his side, he asked Concubine Yingri to teach the young president from the legal level, even if he couldn’t help the Sano family get compensation for overwork and death, he had to let the young president give a blood…

…

The next day, Sano’s family.

Gao Cheng visited Sano’s widow with Sansumi and his adoptive mother who was a lawyer.

It is said that this incident was originally requested by the lawyer’s adoptive mother. Although Sano’s family could not afford to hire a lawyer, it did not prevent the existence of legal aid. Attorney Sansumi’s adoptive mother was kind and could not understand the actions of the Honey Cake Company. It was equivalent to Sano’s case. Heart.

This time I went to Sano’s house because of the results of the body tissue examination.

Sano’s deep-seated cause of death was traumatic vertebral artery dissection, that is, the injury of the cervical vertebral artery that existed before the accident led to death by subarachnoid hemorrhage.

“Traumatic?” As a housewife, Mrs. Sano didn’t know much about forensic terminology. Under Misumi’s explanation, she asked in confusion, “Is it caused by an accident?”

“Yes,” Sansumi said, pointing to the photomicrograph on the tablet. “The rupture of the vertebral artery shown in the picture can only happen when the neck is heavily burdened, such as the impact on the neck in an accident…

It’s just that Mr. Sano’s situation is different. This injury is a bit old. Judging from the recovery of the surrounding tissues, it is an old injury one month ago. The artery ruptured one month before the accident. Just with a piece of skin,

Then, this time the arterial rupture caused subarachnoid hemorrhage while driving…”

Looking at Mrs. Sano, who was slightly haggard, Misumi said apologetically, “This is the truth of the accident. Because this is not visible on the CT images, we cannot be held accountable to the hospital, and it was one month before the accident happened. The damage has nothing to do with the motorcycle shop that repaired the brakes this time…”

Gao Cheng stood at the entrance of the slightly crowded entrance. The Sano family was in a dilapidated apartment building at the end of the dim and damp corridor. Although the light in the room was good, the room was not big.

The porch is almost like the kitchen, with refrigerators and cabinets. In the living room plus the dining room, the dining table where the Sancheng people talked takes up most of the space in the center of the room, with clothes hanging next to it, and inside is the bedroom separated by a curtain. , The family seems to be squeezed to sleep on the floor.

The 2-year-old daughter played carefreely with toys at the door. After a few moments of amusement, Gao Cheng turned to look at the family portrait in the living room.

Another boy should have gone to school…

This kind of family has no savings and no reliance, and it may be difficult to stay in Tokyo.

He understands the pressure this city puts on people very much~www.mtlnovel.com~Sometimes it is quite ruthless, if it weren’t for establishing a foothold through the detective agency, he wouldn’t be much better.

Ah, this situation can’t be seen in any way, but he can’t post money by himself.

Gao Cheng scratched his hair.

Finding a company for compensation and directly giving money are two different things. Even if he has money, he can’t do this kind of thing. At most, it will help a little, which will not help.

“The question is what caused the damage to the vertebral artery,” Misumi looked at Gao Cheng and continued. “This is the detective Takanori Kido. I came here today to know what happened to Mr. Sano a month ago. If If it’s related to the company, it might be able to solve the problem.”

“Famous, famous detective?” Mrs. Sano noticed Gao Cheng, “Are you the famous sweet detective?! You will be alarmed to the famous detective… Sorry, I mean…”

“I know,” Gao Cheng nodded, “I’m Sancheng’s friend, so I volunteered to come and help… Actually, I don’t eat much sweets now.”

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