Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

Mihuacho Commercial Street, because of the band training, Sonoko and Xiao Ai have gone back first. Although Conan is also very interested in Sano's case, it seems that Uncle Mori has other affairs. In the end, Gao Cheng was left alone on the street hang out.

As the end of the year approached, the streets gradually became more and more busy. It happened to be the rush hour for get off work. Everyone except Gao Cheng seemed to be in a hurry, and there were many fewer families with their children out shopping.

"Sanada, as the savior of the Osaka team this time, how does it feel to score the winning goal?"

The TV in the roadside shop was still broadcasting the news of the J-League. The familiar hot-blooded face of Takada Sanada appeared in the middle of the screen, and the noisy voice even Gao Cheng couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

"I believed from the beginning that I could score goals, so..." Takata Sanada pushed the reporter away from the camera, and his big face quickly occupied the entire screen, "Hey, master, did you see it? Did you see it? It's over I didn't find you at the time, and the closing ceremony at the end of the season was the same... Huh? Could it be that I didn't watch it at all..."

"Okay, Sanada!"

"Don't be ashamed."

The teammates who couldn't see it anymore pulled Sanada away one after another, and the interview turned to Higo 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 of the system settlement and Sansumi's invitation, he really didn't watch much after the game between Tokyo Soul and Osaka Hikaru, and of course he didn't participate in the closing ceremony.

"Oh, what a pity," the store manager was also watching TV, shaking his head regretfully, "If it wasn't for Sanada's kick, the Tokyo Soul team would have a chance to win the championship this time."

As he spoke, the store manager turned to Gao Cheng and asked, "You think so too, don't you?"

"Uh……"

"I heard that Sanada has a master from Tokyo... It's really disgusting. As a native of Edo, he actually helps the players of the Osaka team!"

"I think," Gao Cheng looked awkwardly at the indignant store manager, "which team to support...it doesn't have much to do with whether you are from Tokyo or not."

"That's right," the store manager said angrily, "If I meet that bastard, I'll beat him up! By the way, which team are you a fan of?"

"Of course the Tokyo team.

"

...

Gao Cheng walked around the commercial street, and it was already evening when he returned to the detective agency, because Xiao Ai called and said that he would be home late, so he had to eat something downstairs.

Okiya Subaru, also known as Akai Hideichi, usually stays in the store, and the recording studio seems to have entrusted the familiar FBI with secret protection.

I don't know if it's because he often leaves Xiao Ai alone, but I always feel that the dishes this guy prepares for him are different from others, and the taste is quite subtle.

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

"Beep." Before Gao Cheng could confirm, the phone vibrated at the right time, and an unknown email was received.

The sender knew at a glance that it was a newly registered free email address, that is, an anonymous email, and the title directly indicated that it was for his inspection.

Seeing this, Gao Cheng made up his mind.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with his visit to the honey cake factory. The content of the email is about the factory. It should be that an employee contacted him privately when he learned that he was investigating.

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

Since Honey Cake became famous, the factory orders continued. Since then, employees have been defaulting to work overtime without pay. In order to avoid investigation, employees will clock in during normal off-duty hours and then return to the assembly line. Many people work continuously for many days. to rest.

The most serious overtime work is actually the factory manager himself.

Since 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 really overwhelmed, the factory directly negotiated with the young president to either set sales quotas or reduce the production process.

The youth president naturally did not agree.

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

For these people, job loss and death are not much different.

Among them were Sano, who had been laid off and had nowhere to go, and the elderly factory director who was also supported by the whole family.

This time when the incident happened, the young president went around and threatened the employees in private, asking them to say that Sano's accident had nothing to do with the company, so the factory manager repeatedly shirked responsibility.

Gao Cheng read the email and fell silent.

Although he knew about such cases, he had not handled many of them. If it wasn't for Sancheng Forensic Doctor, it would be difficult for Sano's survivors to even ask a lawyer for help, let alone come to him.

Ever since he became famous, his usual clients, even if they weren't extremely rich, were from families of similar circumstances. He had rarely come into contact with a family like Sano's, and even if he did, it was because of the case.

The trouble with this case is still the court's decision. Even if overtime work is a fact, it is still difficult for the Sano family to get tens of millions of yen in compensation for death from overwork. They can only apply for overtime compensation. This is the only place he can help.

After thinking for a while, Gao Cheng typed and replied to the sender's email to make contact.

Now that he saw it, he couldn't just sit idly by, even if it wasn't entrusted by the forensic doctor Sancheng, he would take care of this matter, and even if he asked Queen of Law and Justice Yingli to help him, he still wanted to take care of this cake company.

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

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

It's true that it's hard to find a job, but it's also hard to find so many skilled workers. If there is a big disturbance, the impact will definitely not be small.

On his side, let Fei Yingli teach the young president a lesson from the legal level, even if he can't help the Sano family get compensation for death from overwork, he still has to let the young president bleed...

...

The next day, Sano's house.

Gao Cheng followed Sancheng and Sancheng's adoptive mother who was a lawyer to visit Sano's widow.

It is said that this matter was originally requested by the lawyer's adoptive mother. Although Sano's family cannot afford a lawyer, it does not hinder the existence of legal aid. The adoptive mother of lawyer Sancheng is kind-hearted, and she can't understand the actions of the honey cake company. She is very concerned about Sano's case. focus on.

The reason why I went to Sano's house this time was because of the results of the autopsy.

Sano's underlying cause of death was traumatic vertebral artery dissection, that is, subarachnoid hemorrhage caused by cervical vertebral artery injury that existed before the accident.

"Trauma?" As a housewife, Mrs. Sano didn't know much about forensic terminology, so she asked doubtfully under Sancheng's explanation, "Is it caused by an accident?"

"Yes," Sancheng said, pointing to the photomicrograph on the tablet computer, "the fracture of the vertebral artery shown in the picture can only happen when the neck is under a huge burden, such as the impact force 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 from a month ago. The artery had ruptured a month before the accident. It's just a piece of skin,

Then, this time the ruptured artery caused a subarachnoid hemorrhage while he was driving..."

Looking at the slightly haggard Mrs. Sano, Sancheng said apologetically, "This is the truth of the accident, because it can't be seen on the CT images, so we can't hold the hospital accountable, and it happened a month before the accident. The damage has nothing to do with the motorcycle shop that repaired the brakes this time..."

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

The entrance is almost the kitchen, with a refrigerator and cabinets. In the living room and the dining room, the dining table where Sancheng and the others talk takes up most of the space in the center of the room. The clothes are hanging on the side, and the bedroom is separated by a curtain inside. , the whole family seems to be sleeping on the floor.

The 2-year-old daughter was playing with toys carefree at the door. Gao Cheng teased her a few times before turning to look at the family portraits in the living room.

Another boy should have gone to school...

This kind of family has no savings and no support. It may be difficult to live in Tokyo.

He understands the pressures of the city, which can be relentless at times, and he wouldn't have been much better off if he hadn't gotten his foot in the door through a detective agency.

Ah, this situation can't be seen no matter what, but he can't post the money himself.

Gao Cheng scratched his hair.

Asking the company for compensation and giving money directly are two different things. Even if he has money, he can't do this kind of thing.

"The question is what caused the damage to the vertebral artery." Sancheng looked at Gao Cheng and continued, "This is the famous detective Kido Gaocheng, and he came today to find out what happened to Mr. Sano a month ago. If it is related to the company, it may be able to solve the problem."

"Famous detective?" Mrs. Sano noticed Gao Cheng only now, "You are the famous dessert detective?! You actually alarmed the famous detective...I'm sorry, I mean..."

"I know," Gao Cheng nodded, "I'm Sancheng's friend, so Mao recommended me to help... Actually, I don't eat sweets very much now."

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