Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Chapter 169 Chapter 168, the last one should have been able to call mom
Even if it was true, Sano still wouldn't know it.

Actually, when Sano was relatively young... maybe elementary school?
At that time, writing was always one stroke at a time, pursuing neatness, but I don't know when Sano began to pursue speed.

It is said to be wild grass, but also because the teacher in charge of the junior high school commented on Sano's calligraphy, and asked him to read it on stage to see if he could understand it.

...The result is of course understandable.

After all, this is Sano's own masterpiece, how could he not understand it?

Although there are indeed one or two... three, four, five, six or seven characters in it, even Sano himself can't understand, but according to the context and the remaining memory, Nian can still read it.

At most, it just takes a little time to analyze it.

After hearing Sano's words, Suzuki Sonoko was at a loss for a while, limited by his brain that hadn't rested all night, he didn't say anything more, but returned the homework to Sano.

Soon, the head teacher walked into the classroom, and raised his eyebrows in surprise after seeing Sano.

It seems that this child has gradually become more active in going to school, which is a good sign.

After nodding in satisfaction, the class teacher asked the students to hand in their summer homework for inspection. The first one to be inspected was of course Sano who had made a big difference in himself.

Opening the first book, the beautiful handwriting is eye-catching, and it can be seen that the writing is very serious.

After roughly flipping through a few pages, the homeroom teacher nodded in satisfaction again, and sure enough, Shi Farewell should be admiring for three days.

Then the head teacher opened the second book.

Compared with the previous one, the handwriting of this one is obviously a bit worse, but it's okay, at least it's finished, but I don't know if it's too irritating, it seems that the handwriting becomes more and more scribbled at the end.

Well, that's okay, progress is always good.

The class teacher opened the third book, and then his eyes gradually widened.

... What the hell, is it a word? ? ? ?
The teacher in charge rubbed his eyes to confirm that he was not mistaken, and immediately typed a few points slowly.

After casually flipping through a few pages, the head teacher pulled out the fourth, fifth, and sixth books.

The next few books are written like the third book... wanton publicity.

Well, even though I can't read it, I still wrote it after all, that is progress!
The head teacher took a deep breath, planning to praise Sano well later, after all, only such encouraging education can make children grow better.

Afterwards, the head teacher looked through the homework of the second person.

But looking at it, the head teacher gradually realized that something was wrong.

After pulling out one of Sano's homework again, the homeroom teacher pinched the second person's homework, and pinched Sano's homework again, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

Shouldn't...

Spreading the two homeworks on the table, the class teacher bent down and looked over from the horizontal plane, and then found that Sano's homework was a bit shorter than others' homework.

"..."

The homeroom teacher sat up straight expressionlessly, and looked at Sano.

Sano, who happened to be secretly observing the homeroom teacher, immediately looked away guiltily when he saw this.

Damn it, I had already fooled it just now, why was it discovered?
Sure enough, it was because the number of pages torn out was too many...

Seeing Sano's reaction, how could the homeroom teacher not know what was going on, the blood pressure went up immediately.

Calm down, calm down, although it's opportunistic, but at least it's a vote, it's better than blatantly ignoring it like before, right?

It takes time to change, just take it slowly, this time it is opportunistic, maybe next time it will be done seriously.

After thinking about it this way, the head teacher didn't pursue it any further, but turned over other people's homework later.

After the head teacher roughly went through all the homework of the whole class and confirmed that everyone had at least "written" it, he stood up and was ready to start class.

But looking down from the podium, the head teacher discovered that Sano, Suzuki Sonoko, and Mo Lilan, who were sitting side by side after adjusting their seats in the new semester, were all ordering beans with the same frequency and range of motion, and couldn't help but It's a little funny.

Forget about Sano, Suzuki Sonoko can understand that as usual, but why even Mao Lilan, a good student, started to doze off?
The homeroom teacher sighed, and just wanted to tease the three of them if they teamed up to rob the bank last night, but the next second they realized something was wrong.

...The first homework with Sano's beautiful handwriting, and the second book that is not as good as the first but still acceptable, followed by four books with exactly the same style.

Even the four homework books with fewer pages are the four books with scribbled handwriting, and the first two books have a lot of pages...

Masaka! ?

The homeroom teacher was shocked, and at the same time as the flash of inspiration, there was also a faint flash of cold light on the glasses he was wearing.

For a moment, the class teacher only felt that he suddenly realized that there was only one truth!
"boom!"

The homeroom teacher slammed the table, and the anger that had been suppressed instantly swelled up, and rushed out with a roar: "Sano!!"

"Um!?"

The Sano trio shuddered at the same time and opened their eyes.

Sano stood up even more: "What's the matter, is get out of class over, then I'll go home first..."

……

"New mission, make a deal with the intelligence team's ice wine, money and goods, and silence the other party."

Looking at the email from Gin Jiu, which contained detailed information about the new mission and the number of the new teammate, Sano couldn't help but sighed.

I just made a lot of money for the organization yesterday, and I'm going to work again in a blink of an eye.

It's not easy to do work, what a sad social animal.

Rubbing the palm that had been drawn by the class teacher twice, Sano quickly went out to the mission target location that Qin Jiu said.

... Although Sano's "opportunity" was discovered by the head teacher, at least the system task was completed, and Sano was given such a little bit of psychological comfort.

But looking at it that way, the content of the system task should actually be to "hand in" the summer homework, not "complete" the summer homework.

In other words, Sano was completely busy last night.

... A little speechless, I always feel that these two rulers are for nothing.

Because as far as the whole process is concerned, the head teacher seems to have discovered the part of Sano's "opportunity", but he didn't pursue it until it was all exposed, which made the other party enter a state of "bearable".

In other words, if Sano chooses to hand in a blank homework directly, or chooses one of the two options of "let someone else write it for you" or "tear up the homework", then the head teacher may not necessarily pursue Sano.

Therefore, Sano's two rulers are light to say that they were for nothing, and they should be regarded as self-inflicted.

This wave belongs to... I think I'm smart.

Sano, who had switched to a rye vest, let out a breath of irritability.

Then Sano's cell phone rang.

It was the number of the new teammate, the so-called Icewine.

As for Sano's teammate Belmode from the last mission, on the way back from that small island, he had already heard what the other party said, saying that he would go abroad after completing the mission.

It's a pity, Sano originally wanted to test more, to see if there was a chance to abduct the other party into his own human skin mask making machine.

Before Sano answered the phone, the phone was hung up, and then a beautiful young lady in casual clothes approached Sano.

"rye?"

Sano looked up at the other party.

Is it actually a woman?

Compared with the cold code name of Icewine, Icewine himself is obviously more "kind", with a charming temperament... somewhat similar to Belmode.

"Let's go."

Counting the Shenlong mission and all-night make-up homework, Sano himself didn't know how many hours he hadn't closed his eyes.

... Well, Sano still made up the class during the day, but he was still very sleepy, and when people are sleepy, they tend to get irritable, so naturally they are not in the mood to chat with a stranger.

Thinking of the Shenlong mission, Sano couldn't help curling his lips.

Even Conan, the God of Plague, had encountered the plague god, and the dog system hadn't triggered the mission, but apart from that, the bonus of [-] million was worth a share with Belmode, so it's a small consolation.

Seeing that his teammates on this mission were so indifferent, Bingjiu raised his eyebrows, and didn't say much, just followed Sano.

The transaction in this mission is with a company's executives.

Sano didn't know exactly what the transaction was, but only knew that the other party would be charged 1 million yuan.

The transaction location was set in a deserted building, plus it was dark, so there was no need to worry about being noticed.

But the moment Sano and Bingjiu entered the building side by side, the sound of attack broke through the air.

It's not a gun, it's a paring knife.

Icewine, who happened to be standing at the other end of the attack, instinctively wanted to draw his gun, but it was already too late.

Bingjiu's right hand was cut, and the pistol he took out immediately fell to the ground, and was strangled by the man instead, using it as a human shield.

... Tsk, why is it a waste again?
"Don't move, if you dare to move, I will kill her, give me the gun on the ground, throw me the gun on the ground!"

Sano looked coldly at the two people next to him, and then glanced at the lady's pistol that just slipped to his feet: "Are you a trader? Have you brought any money?"

"I'm as big as Nima, you fucking think I'm a rich second generation, and the lion is asking for a f*cking [-] million, it's no wonder I can get it out!"

The angry man scolded endlessly: "Give me all the guns and things on the ground, or I will kill this woman!"

Icewine clutched his bloody right hand, and said coldly, "Don't worry about my rye, kill him!"

"shut up!"

The man shouted at the ice wine.

Sano let out a breath, bent down to pick up the pistol on the ground, and pointed it in the direction of the two, with a tyrannical sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Do you know, you are the second person who dares to threaten me with a hostage... the first one, if the reincarnation goes well, the grass on the grave should be... no, it should be weaned, and even call mother."

"what?"

"boom!"

Before the man realized the meaning of Sano's words, Sano had already pulled the trigger, with a small muffled sound, accompanied by the bloom of blood.

Some time ago, Sano didn't rely on the organization's game console, no, it was the training equipment for spear training. Although limited by the basic attributes, the improvement was not great, but it did improve.

What's more, the pistol in Sano's hand is a lady's pistol, and the recoil is so small that he can give full play to his abnormal eyesight.

Finally, add the factor that the distance between the two sides is only three or four meters...

If this still fails, Sano thinks that he might as well find a piece of tofu and kill him and travel to the next world.

The man's eyes were splashed with blood, and the blood droplets condensed on his eyelashes.

Turning his head slowly, he saw something unbelievable in his arms, his eyes widened, and there was ice wine with a bloody hole on his forehead, the man was so frightened that he pushed him away, and fell to the ground.

"you you!?"

Looking at the dead body of Bingjiu on the ground, and the demon-like figure beside him, fear gradually spread in the man's eyes: "How could you kill her!?"

　The error of the alarm call in the previous chapter has been corrected, it may be that I have watched more American dramas recently

　　
　
(End of this chapter)