(.『Spoken***.) Detective Conan: Gray Winged Angel 277: Updated: 24-3-22         23:57:55. The moon and the sun just passed in the middle of the night, Miyamoto family.                                                                                   

Meidaizi smiled and said, "It's time, I'll call." 69969

"Greetings for us." Miko Miyamoto smiled, "By the way, say to her grandfather and father-in-law, we will go to pay New Year's greetings this afternoon and tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay." Mei Daizi smiled...

It was midnight in Japan and around 3:00 in the afternoon in France. In a large manor outside Paris, Ron knocked on the door and entered the study. An old man sat behind the desk, Ron looked very similar to him.

"Father." Ron said, "This was given to me by Mrs. Miyamoto, but I think it should be for you." As he said that, he took out the box containing the red diamonds, opened it, and let the red diamonds face the old man and put them on the table.

"It seems that someone has invaded this manor, but I feel relieved when I see this gem." The old man smiled and explained, "That night, the security guard found that the grass was abnormal, with traces of being crushed by a person, but after careful searching, there were no traces of being invaded by outsiders in the room, and no outsiders were found in the manor. Before, I was preparing the lines in the drama, and I said that if I wanted to make a crown, I needed a big ruby."

"So there are two groups of people," Ron asked. "One group indirectly obtains our intelligence by inquiring about people who have contact with this manor, and the other group invades directly?"

"There are only one group of people from beginning to end, and most likely only one." The old man said, "The other group is bait. They just act like this, making us think they are here to investigate us. When our people find them, the other group will find the manor where I am through our people."

"I was neglected. They didn't know that the manor was ours." Ron said, "By the way, what equipment did he use to eavesdrop? Electronic devices cannot be discovered."

The old man said: "It should be a sound tube, a receiver, or something."

"So that's it." Ron said.

"Okay," the old man smiled, "talk about the good mood consortium."

"The beautiful mood consortium is located in a remote location, but I heard that the area belongs to it, about twelve square kilometers." Ron said, "If all the mountains behind it are included, the total area will be more than one hundred square kilometers."

"If?" asked the old man.

"The Sun Yat-sect of the Beautiful Mood Consortium was built on the mountain. I don't know if the back mountain they called refers to this mountain or the entire mountain range behind it." Ron said, "I have looked out from the rooftop of the Sun Yat-sect. There is a large building like a satellite control center in the mountain."

"Have you not been there?" asked the old man.

Ron said: "There are security guards on the way there."

The old man asked, "I heard that the Riyao Building is very big, what is the Great Cult?"

"It is about 1,200 meters long and about 70 meters wide. There are 63 floors on the ground, and the highest point is about 200 meters above the ground. There are only parking lots and supermarkets underground." Ron said, "According to the gate of the building on the mountain, the building is divided into three sections left, middle and right sections. The left section is not open to outsiders. Mrs. Miko's office is on the 63rd floor of the left section. The elevator in the left section is different from the other two sections. There is a row of elevators that are attached to the wall, and behind the wall is the mountain. We suspect that the elevator may have double doors in front and back, and part of the mountain may have been hollowed out."

"How long has it been built?" asked the old man, "Isn't there any trouble to build a fire department like this?"

"No, it passed the acceptance of the fire department." Ron said, "I heard that the original building was demolished and rebuilt at the end of 1982. It was not until 1985 that the Riyao Building was built, and it was not until 1988 that the mountains that depend on the building and the river surrounding the mountains were completely renovated."

"Is it in the 1985th year?" the old man said to himself, and then asked, "Tell me what you have gained in the Jinyao tribe?"

"No, father." Ron smiled bitterly, "I didn't find any secrets in the Jinyao tribe of the beautiful mood consortium."

"So how does it work?" the old man asked.

"The Jin Yao Department only does investments in securities and futures, and does not do anything else. It has more than a thousand people, and will be scattered to various securities and commodity exchanges around the world, and go to the exchanges to trade as individual investors." Ron said, "After they divide the exchanges they are going to, they can stay in the Jin Yao Department for remote electronic trading. I heard that when the supporting facilities of each exchange are complete in the future, they will stay in the Jin Yao Department for remote electronic trading."

The old man asked: "Which year did the person with the longest working experience start working there?"

"In the early 1984," said Ron, "most of the people in those days were still there, and only a few people who thought they were very capable went to work alone after resigning."

"Where are these people?" the old man asked.

"I don't know." Ron said, "The people from Jinyao tribe later moved into a beautiful place and never contacted those who resigned again. They had seen them. Maybe there were such people, but I didn't meet them."

The old man asked: "So have employees now used the company's money to make profits for themselves?"

"They get tested at the end of each year, and those with problems are fired," Ron said. "I heard that I haven't quit for seven or eight years."

The old man asked: "When did someone quit his job?"

"Well," Ron said, "It was also seven or eight years ago, before moving into a beautiful mood area."

"People are determined," said the old man, "the house is really a good thing." Then he asked, "How is the income of the Beautiful Mood Consortium this year?"

"Only the Kim Yoshibe makes money, with a net income of 130 billion US dollars, of which, Japan's domestic income is 10 billion US dollars and foreign income is 120 billion US dollars, which is said to be 30 billion US dollars less than in previous years," Ron said. "I think this is because it was originally hosted by Miyamoto Miko, but now it's Miss Misa Horiuchi."

"Thirty percent growth rate," said the old man, "it's not surprising that someone will quit his job and work alone." Then he asked, "Can you do it?"

"It can't be done every year," Ron said, thinking for a while, "but on average it should be higher than that number."

The old man asked, "So what scale can you control?"

"Uh," Ron said for a moment, "if $500 billion, I can't guarantee it."

"Very good, I didn't speak loudly." The old man nodded and asked, "What about the expenditure of the Beautiful Mood Consortium this year?"

"I only know that domestic spending is $4.5 billion," Ron said. "By the way, I found that most departments of the Good Mood Consortium are not open to the public. For example, the Iron and Steel only produces what the Good Mood Consortium needs, so I did not open to outsiders when I was in charge of the bank."

The old man asked: "So how do we deal with foreign money?"

"I only know two. One is that it exists in the world's top major banks, and the other is to buy shares of some large groups, including big banks," Ron said. "The others are all placed in Swiss banks. I think they are transferred to someone through their confidentiality system." ...
Chapter completed!