Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Chapter 579 582, Gin: I don't understand and I'm shocked
night.

Sano, who had put on a black fox vest, was looking at the person in front of him boredly.

While writing and writing, he was talking to himself.

"The demon god that the fff group believes in."

"The power to see through people's hearts and manipulate people's hearts."

"The fox is the symbol of the gods."

"phantom……"

"..."

"All right!"

Nakajima knocked on the keyboard, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"A total of ten or so reports should take about half a month."

"The important thing is not the length of time, but the heat."

Sano knocked on the table: "You should know, I came here specially to cooperate with you in producing these reports, what is the real purpose behind it?"

"of course."

Nakajima looked at Sano with fiery eyes and nodded yes.

"Throwing bricks to attract jade, the purpose of everything is to attract more existence."

"But we must also pay attention to the sense of proportion. The goal is to attract the same kind, not to attract those hunters who regard us as prey. Unnecessary troubles need to be avoided."

Sano stood up and waved his hand.

"Then I will leave it to you later, I will withdraw first."

"Yes, my lord."

Nakajima got up respectfully and bowed to see him off.

……to be honest.

Nakajima Suesan was once a person whom Sano despised and disdained to get close to.

... It's not that I hate it, it's just that this guy is a little troublesome.

But later, Sano felt that it was necessary for him to develop his work on public opinion... especially on matters related to other superpowers in the world.

That's why Nakajima was chosen as the breakthrough point.

Especially after Sano has a mask, I feel that Nakajima Suesan is more suitable.

It is different from those fanatical believers in Sano.

Those people were specially selected by Sano. They were low-level people who had suffered a lot and lived in dire straits. They only needed to give a little "help".

Strong gratitude breeds the will to follow.

...Of course, not everyone can do it, there are some guys.

It's fine if you don't know how to be grateful, and even take Sano as a fool, trying to get more things... And what happened in the end, hehehe.

Nakajima is quite special.

This guy's life is not difficult, but whether it's his heartfelt interest in ghost stories, or his pursuit of "gimmicks", which is close to vanity and urgent need for a sense of honor, he can use them all.

therefore.

When Sano put on the black fox vest, with a "strange talk" setting, and directly showed him such a little thing, he successfully captured the other party.

Of course, this level is still a bit behind Sano's fanatical believers.

And then of course, that's enough.

Every time Sano met with Nakajima, he would carry out a wave of in-depth "strengthening" on the spot to ensure that there would be no problems in a short period of time. At the same time, he also wanted to try to see if he could do it through water and lower the standard of believers.

But in this situation.

It feels like it's almost there,
Just wait and see if there will be any changes in the next few months.

Sano looked at all the reports released by Nakajima Suzozo on the phone during this period.

...Although with the cooperation of Sano, Nakajima Suezou provided a lot of materials, but because of the difficulty of grasping the proportions, I always feel that there is only one kind, the taste of fried rice, and I don't know if it has any effect.

Sano also got a little impatient waiting, so he relaxed the boundaries a little.

If this is already the case, then there will still be no gains.

So besides giving up directly, Sano has other related measures.

It could only be—flipping the cards.

However, the probability of this aspect, Sano himself thinks it is very small.

It's true that Sano is interested in unscientific people in the scientific world.

But being interested doesn't mean that Sano will do whatever he can if he can't find it.

In comparison.

Sano still felt that the moment was more important.

"quack."

Dahei in the sky saw no one around Sano, so he got closer.

Start the daily noise.

It doesn't matter whether Sano is impatient or not, or responds.

Talking about his own words - complaining a few words about Hei Wang on the other end, and complaining a few words about Nakajima Sukezo on the other end, he didn't feel any boredom at all.

"Ga...the examiner...ga."

"I want to have grilled sausage for dinner. It's very delicious."

This is another topic that Dahei quickly shifted... Huh?

Sano's footsteps stopped, his expression was startled, and he suddenly turned his head to look at Dahei.

"What did you say?"

"Gah?"

Dahei tilted his neck suspiciously: "I said I want to eat sausage tonight...can't I?"

"It's not impossible."

There was a little hesitation on Sano's face—of course the point wasn't what Dahei wanted to eat at night, and whether he was willing to give the bird, uh, grilled sausage.

The point is.

What Sano heard just now did not seem to be just a translation through spiritual communication.

Instead, actually, the word "baked sausage" came in from his own ears.

"You, say what you just said again."

Under the black fox vest, Sano's eyes, which are often invisible, can already see clearly at this moment. The straight line of sight made Dahei unconsciously move to the side, not daring to look directly: "Then , then stop eating..."

"Who asked you if you want to eat?"

Sano frowned, and directly grabbed Dahei's neck.

"I'll let you, say it again."

"Gah!"

Dahei, who was already feeling a little timid, was really frightened now.

The two wings fluttered non-stop, and the feathers flew around.

"Wrong, wrong, wrong owner, I will never eat sausage again... No, I will never eat anything again, and I will definitely not let you spend money!"

"Stop talking nonsense, I will buy you ten sausages later, let me say it again, you want to eat sausages."

Under Sano's impatient gaze, Dahei finally felt roughly that he didn't provoke the other party's dissatisfied anger because of eating.

After a few seconds of hesitation.

Dahei repeated "I want to eat sausage tonight".

And this time, Sano was also able to confirm that Dahei's mouth did spit out a syllable that was close to "grilled sausage"... although it was somewhat vague.

what's the situation?
coincidence?

Or necessarily?

Sano looked at Dahei, was silent for a while, and asked, "Didn't you notice it yourself?"

"Gah?"

Dahei tilted his neck again, and asked in doubt: "Ca, what do you notice?"

"Boy, you seem to be able to talk."

Dahei blinked: "... Isn't that what happened 800 years ago?"

"Not that kind of talk."

Sano considered the words and said, "It's like the sound from a human mouth, not the words that only I can understand, can you understand?"

Dahei was taken aback.

"How is this possible? I'm a crow, how can I speak human language??"

Sano rubbed his chin and thought about it: "Indeed, even if they have intelligence that is not weaker than humans, but their biological structure is different, how could they be able to speak... Could it be because crows, like parrots, belong to birds?"

... If it is really the situation that Sano speculates, there is nothing strange about this point, and at the same time, there will be nothing to be concerned about.

Because crows are not parrots after all.

Parrots can learn a lot of human language due to their unique body structure.

It's just limited by wisdom, unable to communicate too deeply.

As for Sano's living equipment, it was the complete opposite.

Dahei may be a bit special, but at the top of his head, he can only speak a few vague syllables. He wants to be able to speak clearly like a parrot.

Basically impossible.

But in addition to this, there is another possibility - Dahei's special movement just now is not because its biological structure is similar to that of a parrot.

The real source is the setting of living equipment...

That would be more interesting.

Sano took out Erhei casually and hung it around his neck with the spider silk.

...This thing doesn't even make a sound. Could it possibly "talk"?

"Huh?"

Even though he couldn't see clearly...even there was no such thing as a neck, Sano still "saw" Erhei tilting his neck in doubt.

Obviously, he couldn't understand Sano's sudden move to pull him out.

As for the "嘤", it meant to ask Sano what's wrong.

...Yes, spiders actually have sounds.

It's just that it's very small, even a spider the size of half a palm can hardly hear its cry, let alone a spider the size of... Erhei.

"It's okay, let's see you."

Sano put Erhei back again, not daring to use any force on his fingers.

I was afraid that if I was not careful, I would knead Erhei into a sauce.

After returning to the downstairs of his house, Sano paused, turned to the dog house under the stairs, squatted down and looked at Xiao Hei who had already come back one step earlier.

"Ok?"

Xiao Hei looked up suspiciously.

Sano threw down a few sausages.

"You did a good job today, thank you."

"Thank you bro."

Naturally, Xiao Hei would not be polite to Sano, so he choked up the grilled sausage on the ground after a few mouthfuls.

But after raising his head, Sano was still squatting there.

"..."

Make sense.

In the eyes of Xiao Hei and a few... well, at most Da Hei, Sano is not a very brutal slave owner, but he is not absolutely amiable The "Ming Jun".

When I have something to do, I call it to work, and when I have nothing to do, unless I am bored and happen to be together, otherwise I don't even bother to say a word.

...Oh, I heard that the newly joined black king seems to be quite favored by Sano, but there is only one special case.

Because of its size and ability, Erhei was always carried by Sano.

It also doesn't count.

all in all.

After throwing the sausage away, Sano didn't leave immediately, something was wrong.

Xiao Hei shrank back into the dog house with some vigilance... The last time he made him feel unwell for no reason, he was almost taken by Sano as a test product.

Ok.

Xiao Hei heard from Da Hei that Sano was holding a chainsaw at that time... It was scary to think about it.

"Little black?"

Sano made a gentle sound, stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Hei's neck, pulling him out forcefully, with a kind smile on his face.

"Come on, learn from me, roast ~intestines~ tell me about it."

"Hey?"

"What the hell, let you learn from me."

"...grilled sausage."

"It's not for you to tell me these two words, but to say these two words out of your mouth."

"...Didn't I already say it!"

"No, I want you to squeeze out these two words from your throat, understand."

"...No, brother, you are a bit too embarrassing for a dog, I am a dog, I am a dog, I can only bark, how can I talk!"

"If you tell me, just say it, how will you know if you don't try."

"...Wow!"

"No, come again."

"..."

When Sano went out to buy a shovel and dinner after returning home from school, she had been waiting and waiting, and the little girl who couldn't wait for him to come back until midnight finally couldn't help but go out to have a look. I only heard a barking of dogs and a burst of "sausage sausage".

Go to the stairs at the end of the corridor and poke your head out to have a look.

My good uncle is holding a dog and repeating the word "roasted sausage" over and over again.

It's like the teacher in the kindergarten who kept repeating those poems and odes...and Xiao Hei, who was full of grievances, was the same as himself.

The scene was very strange.

"..."

Very hungry.

……

"Several operations organized recently were blocked by an inexplicable sniper, and many cannon fodder were killed... Do you have any news?"

In the car.

Gin asked Sano.

"Sniper?"

Sano didn't pay much attention to it at first, but after hearing such a special term, he immediately became a little interested, raised his eyebrows and looked away from the mobile phone in his hand.

"Well, but it shouldn't be the undead from the FBI."

After thinking for a while, Qin Jiu added: "That guy's ability is not that weak."

"Oh?"

Sano continued to raise his eyebrows, and said: "Why, listen to Master Ginjiu's meaning, don't you think that as long as this guy's ability is high enough, you will think that he has the possibility of that undead? Don't you think he is dead? gone?"

Gin was silent for a while.

"There is no absolute in everything, with a cautious attitude, you can never go wrong."

"yes."

Sano curled his lips and didn't pursue this topic again.

"There are tens of thousands of cases in Tokyo every day. It is true that I have the identity of a detective, but this does not mean that all cases will pass through my hands."

"……let it go."

Gin glanced at the rearview mirror, and inside was the screen of Sano's unlocked phone.

This is... a diagram of the crow's vocal cords? ?
"……you."

Gin couldn't hold back, and turned around in astonishment.

After meeting Sano's suspicious eyes, Qin Jiu thought twice before asking first, "When did you become interested in... the field of biology?"

"what?"

Sano was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the phone again.

After roughly realizing what gin meant, Sano replied in a rather speechless manner: "It's nothing... I'm not interested in biology, I just want to study and research, how can I make crows talk."

Gin: "..."

Vodka: "..."

This guy.

Are you sick?

The crow speaks a frightening bird language!

And let the crow speak.

Why not just study how to make your Porsche fly?

The gin and wine duo couldn't understand Sano's thoughts, but felt that they were greatly shocked.

... Originally, Qin Jiu was still a little skeptical, whether Sano was really influenced by someone, and began to plan to enter the field of "scientific research", officially entering the form of a real super-all-round hexagonal warrior with both civil and military skills.

But thinking about Sano's exam results... Qin Jiu felt that if this was the case.

I'm afraid it will only be a waste of effort...

(End of this chapter)