Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Chapter 252 Chapter 251, Everywhere and the Armed Detective Agency

Huang Fabu rubbed the back of his head: "Oh...then what kind of company are we going to start here? Let's say yes first, boss, I'm not a showman."

...What are you selling? ?

Is there a problem with my own understanding, or is this guy reading so little that he can even use this wrongly?
The corners of Sano's eyes twitched, thinking that when taking this guy out in the future, he should try to make the other person talk as little as possible to avoid embarrassment, and replied: "It's a city delivery."

"What?"

Huang Fabu was even more confused: "What do you mean?"

"It's takeaway, express delivery, and errands. This kind of delivery service focuses on low prices and fast delivery. Of course, as long as the salary is in place, the mission will reach the ends of the world."

Sano sighed instinctively, remembering that he was talking about business, coughed again: "Don't you guys just like to wander around all day, so why not pick up and drop off some things along the way, even people can drop off , Do you understand?"

"It's not like forcing you to do boring jobs, but you can also earn some extra money. Not to mention rich and expensive, but eating, drinking and having fun is definitely enough, isn't it good?"

...In fact, Sano originally wanted to name this company Dongfeng Express.

But later, I thought that I wanted these tools to be delivered by more than express delivery, so I changed the name.

It works everywhere, well, it fits Sano's needs very well.

Listening to Sano's description, Huang Fabao nodded thoughtfully, and then raised another doubt: "But boss, let's not talk about express delivery. Many companies are already doing it. We It’s hard to get meat if you’re a latecomer, just for takeaways, fast food restaurants and so on, all have their own delivery staff, do we want to open another fast food restaurant to provide orders?”

"If you want to stand out, you have to have strengths, and if you want to get quick results, you have to take a slant."

Sano's voice suddenly paused, and he slapped Huang Fabu's head again with his backhand: "Didn't I write everything clearly in the plan, and ask a question, the plan It was written in vain."

The yellow-haired bad boy rubbed the back of his head aggrievedly, but didn't dare to speak out.

"Little three."

Sano looked at one of the other members of the special attack team: "I will give you a few hundred million later, and you will be in charge of handling this plan, publicity and personnel scheduling, and snacks. If the general direction is not wrong, just You just need to pay attention to some details, it’s not difficult.”

"Yes."

The delinquent boy who was called by Sano as the mistress nodded yes.

Sano would call this person a junior, not because he was ranked third in the Black Reaper or because he had three in his name, and it was not because...well, the other party was really that kind of junior, but because he was the captain of the third team of the Black Reaper .

...Although it is a bit of a second grade, the number of members of the Black Reaper is a bit large after all, so for the convenience of management, it is understandable to divide into different teams according to regions.

Sano didn't care about this point. After all, he just regarded the black god of death as a bunch of cannon fodder tool men earlier. On the premise that these guys don't kill themselves and don't cause trouble for themselves, they let them grow wildly.

Love how hi how hi.

"Also, set up a detective agency for me."

Now that Sano has named the company as Everywhere, it is impossible to really just do delivery services and then issue a new order.

"I'm mainly responsible for receiving intelligence collection commissions such as looking for cats and dogs, investigating and tracking, etc. You can also handle it yourself in this regard, the name..."

"Just call the Armed Detective Agency."

"In private, spread the news to me, saying that we will accept all kinds of commissions, as long as the money is in place, we can pick stars, understand?"

It's not unreasonable for Sano to let this mistress be in charge of implementing the plan.

The other party understood Sano's train of thought almost immediately, and nodded yes, but at the same time, he also discovered the problem in this instruction, and asked hesitantly.

"Then Boss, if someone releases some commissions... that are contrary to the purpose of our organization, will they do it too?"

Sano glanced at Xiaosan, what the other party meant was that if someone commissioned a murder, or commissioned some "bad things", should he accept it.

In order to ensure that the tools and people are obedient, and... well, in order not to spend money and get into trouble for no reason, Sano gave the members of the Black Reaper a wave of chicken soup irrigation.

And after that, the second-in-command, the yellow-haired bad boy, has also been implementing the belief of his own leader, unremittingly brainwashing with chicken soup, so that the members of the Black Reaper unanimously believe that they are the embodiment of justice.

So if now because of Sano's order, the black god of death has become even more extreme than the extreme, almost like a killer organization, then even if it can't be said that the disadvantages outweigh the advantages, at least it is to the extent that both advantages and disadvantages coexist.

There will inevitably be a large loss of members.

... Sano is not a fool, how could he not be clear about this question, since he raised it, he naturally has his own ideas.

Of course, Sano didn't really want to transform the black god of death into a completely opposite existence from before.

"Idiot, I have said that the key point is whether the money is in place. For that kind of thing, it also depends on whether his net worth is enough. If it is not enough, who can blame him for being rejected."

Hearing Sano's answer, Xiaosan was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized and nodded: "Understood, I will deal with it later."

"Ah."

After everything was arranged, Sano waved his hand and left: "If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me."

……

After dealing with the two tasks assigned to him by Qin Jiu, the task of clearing the organization task has also been completed.

Sano seemed to have nothing to do for a while, and lay down at home for two consecutive days.

From early to late, from late to early, I don't even bother to take out the garbage. Anyway, the weather is not hot now, and there is neither smell nor insects.

... No, I can't go down like this anymore.

But... what should I do?
Sano stared at the pile of books that he had flipped through so many times after borrowing them from the library, and looked at the pile of books he bought earlier to exercise, but he hadn't used them except for the first day, and they were even born. gray equipment.

...Finally, a few points were slowly hit.

Forget it, let's watch TV.

After turning on the TV, it happened to be a TV news report that was being broadcast.

"According to reports, Congressman Goji Sotaro was determined to accept bribes and has now resigned. Reliable sources say that Goji Sotaro killed a driving school instructor through negligence many years ago. Unfortunately, the legal prosecution period has passed..."

Councilor, Koji Soutaro, sounds familiar, it seems...

Sano rubbed his chin and thought for a while, and finally remembered that the police officer named Sakata had mentioned this name in his self-confession.

This guy was one of the culprits who killed Sakata's father and caused Sakata to go nowhere. He should have died at Sakata's hands too.

But due to Sano's intervention, he failed to die.

... After Sakata was taken away without saying a word that day, Sano heard that the policeman who seemed to be Toyama Kazuha's father and also Sakata's boss had mentioned to him that he would help him... well, take care of the rest thing.

Is that how it was done?

Losing his hat and being entangled in public opinion, this guy is indeed useless if he thinks about it.

Although Sano said it was not ruthless enough, for a...a just policeman, to be able to do this was probably the best he could do.

A few minutes later.

After washing, Sano went out with a garbage bag.

...Of course it's not that Sano has figured it out and is preparing for a revolution, but simply has a mission.

And it's not the task of the organization, but the task of the system.

Although the reward is not high, it can even be said to be pitifully small, only twenty points, but mosquito legs are meat, not to mention that the difficulty is also very low.

It's the kind that has been triggered in the past, just go to a designated place and stay for a designated time.

Very easy.

Especially now when it's not the same as it used to be.

In the past, such missions meant that Sano would inevitably meet Conan, and there was a high probability that it would be Conan whose plague god halo was in effect. Dead people, cases and so on were all the basis.

Under such conditions, even if Sano didn't want to get involved, he might be affected and had to get involved.

But now, Sano stood up.

Perhaps showing up as the main body or even in a vest will be affected by various factors.

But what if it's just a cat?
Not only is it small in size, it is not easy to be discovered, and even if it is discovered, it will not be cared about.

(End of this chapter)