The Bomber's case had come to an end, but it was not over yet. Fangzheng also asked his men to come up with a script and submit it to the Metropolitan Police Department in the shortest time possible. He also explained his thoughts to them and received strong support from the higher-ups of the Metropolitan Police Department.
Typically, the Metropolitan Police Department wasn't willing to let such a movie ride on its popularity, but the situation was different this time. Their superiors had informed Fangzheng that Saburo's lawyer was planning on applying for a psychiatric evaluation of Saburo. They planned on using his insanity as a reason to reduce his sentence.
How could they tolerate that?
Are you kidding me? He killed several policemen and tried to harm society more than once. You want to let him off just because you think he's mentally unstable? How am I going to explain this to my brothers who fought so hard for him?
And now, as expected, after the incident was over, the media began to dig into the criminal's life background to prove that it was not him who was wrong, but society.... In the eyes of the police, this kind of nonsensical moaning was utterly stupid. Not only would it not bring them any benefits, it would even cause the jury to waver and misunderstand. If they were really acquitted, all the police officers would probably explode.
Therefore, the Metropolitan Police Department was very supportive of Fangzheng's decision to shoot the movie. They said that they did not have any money, but they did have personnel, equipment, and whatever else they wanted! Police cars, helicopters, whatever you need, we'll get you! But we only have one request, and that is to finish shooting the movie in the shortest time possible, release it, and beat down this unhealthy trend in society!
It's not him who's in the wrong, it's society! It's not your editorial department that got blown up! This kind of media should be blown up with a bomb. Let's see if they will still speak up for these criminals.
Since the higher-ups had no problems, the next thing Fangzheng needed to do was … prepare to shoot the movie.
Soon, the movie called "72 Hours" entered the preparation stage. Yoko Okuno was going to play the female lead. As for the other roles, they still had to audition. So, Fangzheng quickly started looking for people in the agency. He also called Conan and the other members of the Juvenile Detective Group over. Of course, on the surface, he only asked them to play minor roles, but he was actually using Conan's Death Aura to screen the "survivors".
The three brats were naturally excited when they found out that they could shoot the movie. Conan and Grief were responsible for taking care of them. Fangzheng also used his authority to ask Lan to play a role as a passer-by …. There were so many people waiting for the Tokyo Tower to be evacuated anyway, so one or two passers-by was not a big deal.
As for Fangzheng himself, he went to his office to discuss some business.
"I didn't expect it to be you, Miss Kasaka."
Fangzheng was rather surprised when he saw Natsumi Kasaka.
"Aren't you a pastry chef in France?"
"Kasaka, I'm a pastry chef in Paris."
Natsumi Kasaka, who was sitting on the chair, didn't seem to have changed much since the "Egg of Memories" incident. She smiled at Fangzheng and said.
"But because of the Egg of Memories, many guests have come to the castle recently, so I had to resign and return to Japan...."
"So that's how it is. It seems that there are still a lot of people eyeing that thing?"
Fangzheng nodded. He had to admit that the Egg of Memories was truly an outstanding work of art. It was fine if it was unknown, but once it was revealed to the world, there would definitely be an endless stream of people lining up to see it. Of course, there would probably be many people who wanted to steal and snatch it.
"I've discussed it with Mr. Butler. We plan to transform the castle into a museum dedicated to great grandfather, dedicated to displaying the works of art made by great grandfather.... But we're not familiar with this field, so I came to you for help, Mr. Fangzheng."
"No problem, please leave it to me."
Fangzheng thought for a moment and nodded.
"We, Umbrella, are professionals in this area. I will send people to the field to carry out measurements and modifications. Of course.... "
The most important thing is fire prevention.
There was no need for Fangzheng to say this to Natsumi Kasaka.
In the end, the result of the discussion was that Fangzheng and Kasaka Kasaka signed a contract. Umbrella would assist Kasaka Kasaka in transforming the castle into a brand new museum, and Kasaka Kasaka would be the curator. Natsumi Kasaka would be the curator. Of course, the Umbrella Corporation wasn't a charity. The museum would also be operated as part of the Umbrella tourism industry. It could be considered a property jointly operated by Fangzheng and Natsumi Kasaka, just like Kun Shimaburo's Mermaid Island.
Knock knock knock.
At that moment, there was a knock on the door of the study. Ming Mei walked in.
"Mr. Fangzheng, Kun Shimaburo is here."
Speak of the devil. Just as he was thinking about it, Kun Shimaburo arrived.
"We'll talk later, Kun Shimaburo."
"Okay, no problem."
Kasaka Kasaka put away the contract and nodded at Fangzheng with a smile.
"Mr. Fangzheng, if you don't mind, can we have lunch together?"
"No problem."
Fangzheng nodded. Kasaka Kasaka turned around and left the study. After a while, Kun Shimaburo walked into the room.
"Long time no see, Mr. Fangzheng."
"Long time no see, Kun Shimaburo. You look much better."
Fangzheng chuckled when he saw the energetic Kun Shimaburo in front of him. Kun Shimaburo nodded.
"Yes, after I told everyone about Mr. Fangzheng's development plan for Mermaid Island, everyone was filled with interest. They were so excited that they couldn't wait to start work immediately … Ah, right, I hope I didn't disturb you today. There seems to be a lot of people down there …"
"It's fine. It's just casting for a movie."
"A movie?"
Kun Shimaburo's eyes lit up.
"Can we film it on Mermaid Island?"
"Not this time. The script has already been set in Tokyo, so we can try the next one.... Anyway, there's no rush.... Anyway, let me explain the situation on your side first."
"Okay, Mr. Fangzheng."
Of course, Kun Shimaburo did not come to Fangzheng just to chat and drink tea. She quickly took out the current industries and plans of Mermaid Island from her bag and explained them to Fangzheng one by one. Simply put, the specific concept was the same as what Fangzheng told Kun Shimaburo before. The whole Mermaid Island would still be themed around the "Legend of the Mermaid" and "Longevity". This did not need to be changed. The festival could also be held, but some of the procedures needed to be reconsidered.
Compared to Kasaka Kasaka's castle reconstruction project, Kun Shimaburo's tourism plan for Mermaid Island was simpler. After all, most of the things were ready-made and did not need to be changed. Umbrella only needed to pay more attention to the publicity and planning.
Soon, the two sides finished the negotiations and signed the contract. It was done.
Jun Shimaduki suddenly thought of something when she was about to go out. She then asked.
"Mr. Fangzheng, would you like to have lunch together?"
"Uh.... Sorry, I already have a date."
"Is that so? What a pity...."
Knock, knock, knock.
However, before Kun Shimaburo could finish, someone knocked on the door again, and the person who walked in... was none other than Yoko Okino.
"Mr. Fangzheng, are you free at noon? How about we go for lunch together? "
"Well...."
Ring, ring, ring...
However, before Fangzheng could answer, his cell phone suddenly rang. Fangzheng picked up his cell phone and heard Xiaolan's voice on the other end.
"Mr. Fangzheng, we're going to the restaurant for lunch later. Would you like to come with us?"
"..."
Fangzheng silently looked at Kun Shimaburo and Yoko Okino, who were in front of him.
Forget it, I'm just herding a sheep, I'm just herding a flock of sheep...
So in the end, Fangzheng simply booked a private room in a hotel near the company. He brought Natsumi Kōban, Kun Shimaburo, Yoko Okino, Lan, and the five kids from the Teen Detectives into the room.
For Lan, Natsumi, Kun Shimaburo, and Yoko were all old acquaintances, so she was naturally pleasantly surprised to see them. They hugged each other and jumped around happily. The few naughty kids of the Juvenile Detectives Group were excited to see the big star Yoko Ono. Only Conan was still sitting at the side without saying a word. He looked like he had shut himself off.
"What's the matter with him?"
As Fangzheng listened to the four girls' conversation, he leaned over to Xiao Ai and asked softly. If it was an ordinary kid, Fangzheng would have let him be. It was common for kids to throw a tantrum. But Conan was not an ordinary child. What was he doing with his online autism?
"Isn't it because of you?"
Hearing Fangzheng's question, Xiao Ai giggled.
"Me? I didn't mess with him recently, did I? "
"It's because of the explosion."
Xiao Ai revealed everything to Fangzheng. It turned out that night, Fangzheng took Yoko Okino back to the Metropolitan Police Department to check the surveillance footage. The Teen Detectives did not go home, but sat in Officer Takagi's police car and ran around outside for the whole night. Conan had been staring at the notice letter from the criminal, trying his best to deduce what it was, but he could not find any clues. Except for the first hint that led them to find a bunch of fake bombs at Minami-Beto Station, Conan did not solve the rest of the clues.
But before he could find the answer, the police had already solved the case!
Conan was shocked when he heard that. He grabbed Officer Takagi and asked them how they solved the mystery of the notice letter. In the end, Officer Takagi said that they did not solve the notice letter. It was Mr. Fangzheng who went back to the Metropolitan Police Department to retrieve the surveillance records and found the vehicle that the criminal was driving. From there, he found the location where the criminal planted the first bomb, captured the criminal nearby, and interrogated him about the whereabouts of the second bomb.
Yes, from the beginning to the end, the notice letter had nothing to do with it. In fact, Fangzheng didn't even know what the idiot had written.
"So after that, he shut himself off. Perhaps this famous detective felt that he was no longer of any use."
Xiao Ai chuckled as she spoke.
"Not to mention, the second bomb was planted in Didan High School, where Lan and the others are."
"Hmm..."
As a boyfriend, he did not even know that his girlfriend was in danger. No wonder Conan looked like he wanted to go to the corner and draw circles on the wall.
"Aren't you going to comfort him?"
"Hehehe, I don't care. With the development of technology, detectives are getting more and more difficult to make a living. That's the truth. It's impossible to rely on one detective to solve all the cases in Tokyo. In my opinion, he might have a future after enrolling in a police school and becoming a police officer. If he wants to become a detective, he'll probably end up like his father-in-law, Mouri Kogoro. "
Imagining Kudo Shinichi becoming an uncle who slumped on a table watching horse racing on TV and drinking beer — well, Fangzheng was really looking forward to it.
Forget it, let's not talk about this for now.
"By the way.
Did you guys encounter any accidents this morning? "
"What accidents?"
"For example, some celebrities who are particularly arrogant and say that they have to play the role, or who are particularly arrogant and say that with their status, how can they play such a small role? Or some people who seem to be on good terms with outsiders in the small circle are constantly mocking and tearing at each other in front of you?"
"... Seems like all of them."
Hearing this, Xiao Ai looked at Fangzheng curiously.
"Did you see it?"
"..."
Well, now Fangzheng was sure that it was not a matter of whether or not someone died today, but a matter of how many people died.
Hmm... I wonder if the crematorium and the hearse can be booked in advance?
(End of this chapter)
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