Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Chapter 522 Chapter 525, the closest to perfect crime

In fact, logically speaking, in Qinjiu's memory, Sano's performance state during close combat has several different situations at different points in time.

From the early rampage like a bulldozer when wearing the special attack suit, to the weakness when not wearing the special attack suit, and finally after the training of gin and wearing the Superman pendant, he has a certain internal technology super flexible Sex, which gives people a feeling of instability.

Gin naturally felt somewhat confused and confused about this, but because Sano didn't rely on this thing for food, it seemed insignificant.

Gin never asked anything.

In the later stage, it will be relatively stable, and it will always be in the third state.

But until now.

Gin, who watched the battle just now, can confirm Sano's inner skills.

There has been no small improvement.

If he was a little master before, he is definitely a master now.

Hence the saying.

Sano knew how this promotion came about—it wasn't because he just put on a bandage, but because his body gradually remembered the state of the bandage.

The flexible attribute is the most neutral among the three external attributes.

It is not as stable as the physique attribute, nor is it as expressive as the explosive attribute.

But it is more stable than the explosive attribute, and more expressive than the physical attribute.

No features means mediocrity.

But in fact, the flexibility attribute has its own real characteristics, not the damn bullet dodging, but the control of the body, that is——

learning ability.

Sano used to rely on this thing for car training, melee combat, and even gun training.

Now that he has the opportunity to directly "personally" experience Kyogoku's level of martial arts, Sano naturally cannot let it go...Of course, there are some things that cannot be learned by learning alone, but such an attribute value.

More or less can be regarded as a martial arts wizard.

Even if you don't work hard from morning to night, you will be [-]% to [-]% in the end.

It should be no problem.

"Speaking of the case of World Restaurant, isn't it difficult, Rye, you didn't even crack it, or did the murderer run over and surrender to the police?"

The driving vodka suddenly broke into the topic.

"It's not difficult, but because there is no evidence."

Gin Jiu replied instead of Sano——it seems that he has already seen the real murderer's method based on the few words in the report, but he only saw it.

Without the actual clues at the scene, it's not even a deduction.

only.

"Who said there was no proof?"

Hearing Sano's words, Qin Jiu frowned and looked in the rearview mirror.

"That guy uses a revolver."

When Sano said this, Gin immediately understood what he meant.

"So that's it, a rookie... But since there is a flaw, why didn't you say it, or did you not realize it until he surrendered?"

Faced with Gin's puzzlement, Sano calmly explained what the God of Plague did.

The gin and wine duo unconsciously hit a row of points.

...Could it be a cover-up for what has become a fact?

Can it be useful?

How many people have died since Sano asked for leave?

That is to say, when Sano was following Qinjiu's buttocks, this God of Plague physique seemed to have been unable to show any performance, otherwise... huh.

It is absolutely impossible for Gin to keep this guy within ten meters of himself.

"Speaking of which, it is one thing to be able to encounter so many cases, but it is another thing to encounter so many cases with such high difficulty. Can't solve the case."

Vodka secretly flattered Sano, and then asked curiously: "Hey, as a detective, Rye, there really is such a thing as a so-called perfect murderer who will never be discovered. Question?"

"Thinking too much, the word perfect exists to show imperfection."

Sano opened the window and threw away the cigarette butt: "There's an old saying in Huahua that if you want to be unknown, you can't do it yourself... Perhaps sometimes, there are indeed various factors that lead to no evidence, but this is also true. It doesn't mean that others don't know that you are a murderer, rather than saying that this is a perfect crime, it is better to say that it is simply taking advantage of the loopholes in the rules."

Vodka was stunned: "Isn't that the same meaning... Then what do you think, in order to ensure that when killing people, they will never take advantage of loopholes?"

"It's very simple, as long as the core points are not exposed."

Sano closed the car window and said: "There are many ways to achieve this effect, the simplest one is simply not to let anyone find the corpse, destroy the corpse and wipe out all traces, then even if someone reports the crime, the case will be established No, at most it is counted as missing, let alone other things... Isn't Master Gin like this all the time, throwing corpses into the wilderness is not safe, sinking into the sea, burning, bombs, as the saying goes The more you do, the more mistakes you make, don't engage in fancy killing methods, fabricate alibi, just use the most primitive, but also the most simple and rude way to deal with it, that is the kingly way."

Gin nodded calmly, indicating that he also agreed with Sano's statement.

Handling a case must follow the rules, as the saying goes, there is no doubt about the crime.

Whoever takes the initiative and provides evidence will be subject to even greater restrictions.

The dead, the murder weapon, the motive, and even the suspect can be manipulated in every place, so why stick to the most risky stages.

Purely asking for trouble.

Compared with taking a big bag of land, I plan to fully arm myself.

It is more effective to simply put an iron plate on the chest to protect the key parts.

"In addition, there is a second opposite path that is closest to perfect crime."

"Oh?"

Gin became a little interested: "What?"

"That is to let people die, but not to kill, or not to kill yourself."

"Buy a murderer?"

As soon as Vodka spoke, Sano vetoed it: "That's not what you asked to kill, as long as that person is caught, and then confessed to you, and even kept the proof of the transaction, what's the point? ?”

"what is that?"

"Here in Neon, there is a kind of death called social death. Once most people enter this state, they will feel that they cannot survive and commit suicide."

Sano had just said the beginning, and Gin Jiu reacted.

"Induced suicide?"

"...It is true that it is an inducement, but you must not let the inducement become a reality. You can start with all the trivial things around the target. It only takes a little change to make him enter the road of eternal doom, so that he is considered a god. Now, it is impossible to say that this matter is the result of intentional guidance, and it is even possible to let him kill him or let others kill him through the same method, which is almost the same reason."

After hearing Sano's words, Vodka immediately revealed a face full of astonishment.

"Is it possible to do such a thing?"

Gin frowned: "The world is so big, there are so many wonders. Maybe we can't do it, but it doesn't mean that others can't do it. It's just that this way sounds a bit too troublesome, and it should take a lot of time and effort..."

Suddenly, Gin's voice paused, and he looked at Sano.

"Can you do it?"

Sano shrugged: "I don't know, I haven't tried it, it's just the result of being in a daze."

Gin narrowed his eyes secretly, but didn't say anything, and turned around noncommittally.

……

Tokyo.

night.

Sano, who slept all the way in Gin's car, went to work on his own affairs full of energy after paddling a task.

What are you up to?
Naturally, it is to experiment with new equipment.

As usual, Sano created a vest for the new equipment first.

The appearance and figure are not bad, the main thing is the dressing.

Because you need to wear a mask, regular clothes will definitely not work.

Perhaps because of the stereotype, Sano modified the clothes on his body dozens of times in succession, but he still felt weird and uncomfortable, and finally decided on a set of clothes that were not very comfortable.

kimono.

To be precise, it is a single kimono, that is, a yukata.

A pair of clogs are stuffed on the feet... mainly because of this thing, flip-flops are more comfortable than this thing, but because I wear a kimono, if I don’t wear clogs.

It's even weirder.

For the sake of visual enjoyment, Sano can still endure this trouble for the time being.

First see if you can adapt, if not, then change it.

On the whole...

What Sano wants to pursue may be the feeling of the priests of the shrine?

(End of this chapter)