Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

559 Chapter 562, the crow flies
night.

A small forest in the mountains outside Tokyo.

Qin Jiu turned his eyes, looked at Sano who had come late, and frowned.

"You get off work early now, and it's getting later and later?"

Sano raised the corners of his mouth, shrugged and said, "I can't help it, I want to accompany the child to eat."

Qin Jiu twitched the corners of his mouth and said mockingly: "Oh, it's a child's child all day long. It's not your own, so just talk about it like this. If you really have a daughter in the future, I'm afraid it will become a daughter directly. Slave."

Is this implying that I have already checked it?

The corners of Sano's mouth curved even further, and then he patted Gin on the shoulder pretending to be melancholy.

"Master Qinjiu, you don't have a daughter, so naturally you won't understand my current mood."

...In addition to ridicule, Sano also added some villain's proud showing off. The combination of the two has reached a level of arrogance and contempt.

The corner of Gin's mouth twitched, and he directly opened Sano's hand.

Yes, I am single in my thirties and have no children, but is this a sin! ?
"Okay, stop talking nonsense, tonight is your home game."

Gin immediately entered working mode, and took out a map to Sano.

"A factory here is the base of hostile organizations. There are many armed forces outside. If you let the cannon fodder storm it, it will be a waste of time, it may cause unnecessary trouble, and you will die too many cannon fodder. It is not worth it."

Sano glanced at the map, then looked away again.

"So Master Qin wants to take my life to gamble the lives of those cannon fodder?"

Qin Jiu twitched his eyes and sneered.

"I don't think this is a bet on your life. On my gambling table, you will only be used to earn chips, not chips."

"Wow, great speech."

Sano clapped his hands and snapped his fingers.

"Then, let Mr. Gin show the new gambling technique of my hand today."

"Ok?"

Before Qin Jiu could carefully ponder the meaning of Sano's words, he heard a burst of abnormal movement in the surrounding woods, as if there was a strong wind blowing.

"..."

A few seconds after vigilantly looking around, the trees in Gin's field of vision began to "sway" - followed by countless densely packed small black shadows.

Emerge from the leaves.

"Gah!!"

Amidst the scalp-numbing crows, hundreds of crows gathered and circled above the heads of the three of Sano, as if forming a black tornado.

Only Dahei stood out and landed on Sano's shoulders.

After blinking at the gin with his big eyes, Dahei spread his wings again and clicked twice, as if an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time was saying hello.

"This is……"

In terms of mentality, gin was much more stable than vodka. His face, which had not changed at first, looked even calmer after calming down.

"That crow you brought back from America?"

"Ah."

Sano nodded.

"Then what are these?"

"It's my little brother."

Sano smiled and said, "It's just right, this is their territory."

Gin was silent for a moment... It turned out that when Dahei first came to Neon, he still followed Sano all the time, especially in the rye vest mode.

That's even tighter.

I didn't see the shadow again, but it was just a bird after all, and Gin didn't care... I didn't expect that when I saw it again, the bird had already transformed into a bird.

Bird head?
Judging by Sano's meaning, he will probably change from raising one crow to raising a flock of crows in the future. Fortunately, he doesn't seem to have the same idea of ​​carrying these pets with him as before, otherwise—just thinking about going to cocktails After meeting, the room was full of crows, feathers flying around, listening to the "quack", and even bird feces everywhere, maybe it fell on the top of his head.

Gin felt his brain twitch.

After raising his hand and rubbing his temples, Gin withdrew his mind and asked, "So, are you planning to use these crows to deal with a group of desperadoes?"

Gin imagined again, the picture of this group of crows besieging humans.

...It might be possible to deal with some timid and weak chickens, but even if it's just an ordinary normal man, basically there will be no problem.

Or, Sano wanted these crows to play a supporting role, to harass, to lure?

... With the IQ of a crow, can it be done?
Facing Gin's doubts, Sano didn't talk nonsense, just reached into his pocket.

Then give it a hard shake.

The steel balls all over the sky were thrown out by Sano.

"Gah!"

With Dahei's order, the crows grabbed one or two steel balls each in a chaotic and orderly manner, then fluttered their wings and disappeared into the woods.

"..."

Before the duo of gin and wine looked back, Sano said, "Let's go, find a higher place with a better angle, and watch the fireworks."

"Fireworks?"

Vodka tilted his head in doubt.

Qin Jiu squinted his eyes. He probably knew what Sano wanted to do through those steel balls. Naturally, he couldn't understand the meaning of this strange term, but it was still the same sentence.

With the IQ of a crow, can it be done?
Considering the fact that the crows caught all the crows as soon as Sano threw out the steel ball just now... Maybe this guy has specially trained in this aspect, so that these beasts have become a single instinctive mode, so that's it.

It does seem to have a chance of success.

With a little expectation, Qin Jiu followed Sano to a high ground.

The factory in the distance can probably be seen clearly.

After snatching the telescope from Vodka, Gin observed for a few seconds.

The group of crows seemed to have flown over the factory, and there were some faint movements in the factory below, but the movement was not big.

"I named this trick, The Crow Flies the Plane."

As soon as Sano finished speaking, he snapped his fingers again, and then——

"boom--!!!"

Countless flames rose at the same time.

These flames are not too big, and the gin is estimated to be equivalent to the level of a grenade, but the quantitative change leads to a qualitative change. This amount is really scary.

Whether it's based on the number of steel balls that Sano scattered before, the number of crows, or the number of fire lights in the factory now.

There must be at least hundreds or thousands of explosions.

It is true that the factory was directly bombarded in all aspects.

"Wash the floor".

And the vodka next to him, although the gin took away the telescope, but he is not blind, the fire is very conspicuous in the dark night.

Nature is incomparable.

It was as if it had been dyed red by blood.

... Horror, simply horrifying.

Vodka was so shocked by the scene in front of him that he felt chills all over his body. He knew that Sano often carried bombs with him, and there were quite a few of them, and it seemed that he would occasionally carry powerful bombs, but.

Isn't this amount too much? ?

Why, it's a crime to come here, and it's not here to fight.

As for it! ?

At this moment, Sano sighed, smacked his lips and said, "It's a pity that the power of the bomb is still too small to guarantee that there will be no survivors within the range. Those who hide in the building will most likely be injured a little bit, and the casualties will not be too great." high."

"..."

The corner of Vodka's mouth twitched, and he couldn't hold back immediately, and moved his footsteps towards the direction of gin... To be reasonable, he thought that after getting along for such a long time.

He has gradually adapted to the nature of Sano.

At least it won't be as tense as it was at the beginning.

But now the vodka seems to be a night, no, it's just a second to return to the acquaintance.

Because the current instability of Sano no longer depends on him.

The bomb is said to be stable and stable, and it is said to be unstable, but in fact it is not stable either.

Just like no matter how safe a car is, there will always be an accident one day.

It's nothing more than a big and small difference.

But bombs can never be a trivial matter, especially under the huge foundation, no matter how small the probability is, the probability of occurrence will be a terrifying value, and once it happens... oh, there is no doubt about it.

Vodka had to be buried with Sano.

... Then again, even if a person is not normal, he would take such a big risk and carry so many unstable factors on his body.

Still not quite right?
What the hell, the most dangerous person is this person! ?

Vodka now seriously doubts whether Sano's illness is actually not cured.

Not only did it not get better, it got heavier and heavier.

"...It's not a big problem. The guards outside must have taken up most of it. Even if some slip through the net, it's not a big deal."

Regarding Sano's words, Gin seemed to have thought about it seriously.

This is the answer.

"Just, why is the crow flying?"

Gin asked again suspiciously... In fact, he can understand both crows and airplanes.

But it's a bit wrong for the crow to fly by plane, right?
Outrageous is outrageous, at least there must be a "reason".

Bombs fly on planes, bombs fly on crows, crows make planes, crows bomber...

Which is not more vivid than this?
Looking at Gin who was also seriously puzzled, Sano unconsciously made a row of points.

...Why didn't I realize before that this guy, Gin, is so serious?

to be frank.

What Sano said just now came from some inner thoughts.

That wave of explosions seemed to be powerful...in fact, they were indeed powerful, but it took Sano a long time to accumulate the brilliance and beauty of that moment. from.

If it is replaced by a bomb with a greater transforming power, the time may be too tight, or Sano himself may find it troublesome... Of course, in the final analysis, it is only a matter of time and patience, as long as he thinks.

It is not impossible to wash the ground for the whole of Tokyo.

As for the crow flying on the plane... Cough, this is purely Sano's nonsense.

However, turning the crow into a bomber was Sano's long-awaited idea.

In addition to this piece, there are others, such as adding a layer of iron skin to the outside of the steel ball, so that when it explodes, the iron skin will be cracked and scattered, causing damage, which is equivalent to a fragmentation grenade.

You can even add spider venom to the iron skin, etc...

Of course it's just an idea.

Because these things are essentially icing on the cake, and the trouble is useless.

Let's talk later if necessary.

"Let's finish get off work quickly."

Sano didn't respond to Gin's doubts, but turned around, ready to finish.

……

The next day, Sano still got up early to tie the little girl's hair.

With the experience of last time, this time it will obviously be faster and much better.

"I am leaving!"

Sending off the little girl, Sano finally got a good night's sleep this time.

I didn't sleep much last night, and it's midnight to work this night.

People are almost sleepy... Go to bed early and go to bed early.

Then, Sano just fell asleep until dark.

So much so that when it was working time, Ginjiu sent several text messages and made several phone calls, and Sano was still in a dream... until the little girl had already returned home from school, the situation was still the same.

"I'm back……"

The little girl opened the door on her feet, poked her head in, and found that Sano was still sleeping.

The voice immediately became much quieter... because he was afraid that it would disturb Sano to sleep.

"Dudu-"

Turning his gaze, he saw that the cell phone next to Sano's head started to vibrate.

Sano frowned subconsciously, pulled the quilt up to cover his head.

The little girl hastily tiptoed over, took the phone, and came outside the door.

"Crooked, mud howling."

After answering the phone, the little girl first greeted her with a low voice.

The milky voice of greeting made Gin Jiu, who was already impatient and full of resentment on the other end of the phone, get his cold questioning stuck in his throat.

"..."

After a while of silence, the little girl thought that her voice was too low and she couldn't hear the other side clearly, so she could only walk a little further away, and asked again: "Nihao, who are you, can you hear me, what's the point of calling?" Is it urgent?"

"..."

Gin Jiu pinched his chin, pinched it again and again, and then let out a breath.

"Where is Sano, what is he doing?"

The little girl blinked her big eyes, and finally realized that Sano was someone's surname, and replied: "He is still sleeping, if you are not in a hurry, it would be better to call later ah."

"...Wake him up and call him, I have something urgent."

"What's the matter?"

"..."

Children are troublesome, so curious.

Qin Jiu snorted coldly in his heart.

"All in all, it's a matter of urgency. Just give him the phone."

"No, who knows if you lied to me."

...Crazy, what is there to lie about? ?
As Gin Jiu's blood pressure soared, the little girl at the other end asked again.

"Then tell me, who are you?"

"...his friend."

"What friend, what's your name?"

Facing the little girl's relentless pursuit, Qin Jiu remained silent again.

Certainly there are things that are impossible to tell a child.

But if you make it up randomly... Before Qin Jiu could speak, the little girl said again: "Look, you can't tell, you're guilty, I knew you were a liar, stop making harassing calls, my family is poor , I have no money to lie to you."

"Beep!"

The phone is hung up immediately.

After taking a deep breath, Gin called the phone again, and—

I found out that I have been blocked.

"..."

A few veins popped out on Gin Jiu's forehead, and the phone in his hand was almost crushed.

Sure enough, children and such are really annoying!

Fortunately, it didn't take long before Sano called again.

"Hey?"

Gin seemed to be faintly in Sano's voice, and when he heard some unconcealable smiles, his already unhappy mood suddenly became unhappy.

"...Why, your kids don't think I'm a liar anymore?"

(End of this chapter)