Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Chapter 635 Sano's Reward Order
Sano continued.

Rang Qinjiu's eyes couldn't help bursting out a few bloodshot eyes, staring closely at Sano.

"Are you serious?"

"Just kidding, kidding."

Sano shrugged and spread his hands in disappointment.

... This is serious, it seems that the name of the winery's loyal dog is not for nothing.

What Sano said just now was of course purely teasing Gin, from various aspects.

Because it is impossible for Gin to betray the organization.

Even if it's fake, even if it's an undercover agent...the main reason is to succeed undercover.

too difficult.

As long as there is something in an organization, the position of the joiner must be tested. As for how to test, it depends on the results of the memorization... For example, if Gin wants to join other organizations, then there is no need to memorize the melody at all. Yes, basically he is asked to unplug a few strongholds of his own organization first, and then bring out some very important information.

That's not necessarily enough to gain trust.

In addition, if it is really like that, the pay and return will be too out of proportion.

And if you send other people to go undercover, whether you can get in or not is one thing to say first, and whether you can believe it after you get in is another matter, even if you can believe it, whether you can gain anything is another matter... It seems like a coincidence Calvados, who was barely considered a successful undercover agent, didn't even know a little fart.

For example, it may be equivalent to the peripheral members of your own organization.

Wanting to be promoted to a cadre member is far away, and it is purely tasteless.

... Well, it's not completely tasteless, at least, you can get in touch with the black cat.

"Say it."

Sano changed the topic: "Master Ginjiu, why don't you ask me about the white clothes?"

"Ok?"

Gin was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered.

Sano seemed to want to talk about Bai Yi first.

...Because the Kurosawa family is so amazing that it is completely ignored.

"Then what about the white robe?"

"That Kurosawa blade joined the white clothes."

"……what?"

Gin's brain was rarely shut down... Heiyi just said that he belonged to the Kurosawa family, so why did he backstab the Kurosawa backhand?
Black to white?
Wait a moment.

Gin came to his senses: "Are you going undercover?"

"Who knows."

Sano shrugged and said, "Anyway, this thing is indeed what you said, and it can only be regarded as a small fish, but now it has become a great white shark."

"Oh?"

Qin Jiu squinted his eyes again: "Even you say that, that Kurosawa Ren is very powerful?"

"Is it great?"

Sano touched his chin: "I would rather call it dangerous."

"Danger……"

The expressions of gin and vodka fluctuated a little at the same time... If a guy like Sano can say it's dangerous, isn't he a monster?
"What about the other one?"

Gin asked again.

"That's not very clear, I didn't see anyone."

"I didn't see anyone..."

Gin frowned: "You said those two guys lived in Sanneng Temple. If I remember correctly, this is the client that Mori Kogoro was entrusted with. Isn't this too coincidental? There may be a connection between them."

"Who knows, but from what I know, it seems to be just a coincidence."

Hearing Sano's reply, Gin just sneered.

"Coincidentally, a coincidence that is too accidental is not a coincidence, but an inevitability."

Gin opened the car window and lit a cigarette: "If you're not interested, then there's a high probability that you're interested in that Mori Kogoro like you. That guy is really attractive. I heard that Bourbon went there when he was free during this time, obviously the usefulness of that disciple status should have been used up long ago."

"Yes, it is indeed interesting. Gin-sama is the same, isn't it?"

Sano sighed: "And the more people who are interested, the more interested they will be."

Gin glanced at the rearview mirror.

"After today's work is over, you can rest for a few days."

"Ok?"

Sano was taken aback, and asked in surprise, "Why?"

"Don't worry, I don't suspect that you have a problem, but there is a task for you to do."

Gin's voice paused: "For an intelligence mission, your detective status may be useful, but it may not be necessary to get involved. All in all, wait for news, the other party will contact you if necessary."

"Proactively contact..."

Sano nodded thoughtfully, and asked tentatively, "Senior cadre?"

Gin didn't make a sound.

Sano probably had an idea, so he didn't say anything more.

But after the car drove for a long distance, Gin suddenly looked out the window: "Rye, I saw your child and her friend again."

"I saw it when I saw it, and it's not midnight, so it's not normal to go home."

Sano said indifferently.

Gin looked at Sano silently, without taking his eyes off it.

Feeling vaguely wrong, Sano closed the car window and saw the little girl who was bouncing along the side of the road, and a fat clown who looked extremely ugly, dirty, and would most likely be a dead fat house in the future.

"... Can you stop the car? I seem to have to deal with private matters first."

Seeing that Sano had even pulled out his gun, Gin immediately interrupted: "Hey, what are you doing, it's not uncommon for kindergarten kids to hold hands, right?"

"How dare you hold hands!?"

Only then did Sano notice this, and he was about to forcibly open the door and jump out of the car.

"Which hand I will chop off!"

"..."

The black Porsche twisted into a serpentine shape on the road, and the interior of the car jingled.

……

For the next few days, Sano just lay at home, doing nothing.

The teammate of the so-called mission, no, it should be said to be the captain in charge.

There was no movement at all.

No, there were some, but Sano knew about it from another angle.

rum.

The leader of the intelligence team, the head of the organization's three true senior cadres, and the organization's second-in-command.

Conan texted Sano, saying that this guy is out and he better be careful.

Well, this guy can no longer control how much information Sano has.

Anyway, whenever there is a situation, I will do my best to plug myself.

Obviously, if he had a good grasp of the teammates on his side, everyone could sit down and treat each other calmly and honestly, and exchange information, then the winery would not be stable, at least the progress would be multiplied several times.

Sano sat on the stairs bored.

And on the lawn below, the little girl and Xiaopang are playing with Xiao Hei...but obviously he doesn't really want to deal with these two, physically and psychologically, they are both at the age of a dog. guy.

However, due to the existence of Sano, Xiao Hei was unable to resist.

I can only endure it silently.

Children often fail to grasp the severity of their strikes, which is why they are called Goubuli. The rough movements made even Sano feel a little bit unbearable, especially Xiaopang. It has great strength, if it wasn't for Xiao Hei's higher attributes than ordinary dogs, I'm afraid it wouldn't be the case.

……never mind.

When he came back to his senses, Sano's back suddenly straightened a little.

After narrowing his eyes and scanning his surroundings, Sano lit a cigarette and stood up.

"Xiao Pang, take her and Xiao Hei upstairs."

Sano opened his mouth to give instructions, and Xiaopang scratched his head. Although from the standpoint, he seemed to be a very good uncle to this uncle, and there was no need to obey what he said, but through the words of Ito Taka who Ah Yin instructed Xiaopang.

Little Fatty always wants to listen.

In addition, Xiaopang's boss, Huang Mao, has also told Xiaopang not to confront Sano as much as possible, so it is inevitable to be obedient.

"understood."

Xiao Pang responded with a muffled voice, and then, ignoring the little girl's doubts and protests, went upstairs with a child in one hand and a dog in the other.

Sano watched the two of them and the dog enter the house, and then looked away. After taking two steps down the stairs, he spat out a white dragon: "I don't know why all the guests came from afar, why don't you come out to see each other? .”

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of a few footsteps reached his ears.

Across the street, behind the small broken building, and next to the buildings on both sides.

A dozen people walked out respectively.

...It seems that they are not completely in the same group.

There is a high probability that it should be two or three small groups that just happened to bump into each other.

The only thing that is certain is that these people have a common goal.

Sano.

...This is really interesting.

Who is it, and what is it for, that it is aimed at its own identity?
And when Sano was distracted, the dozen or so people were looking at each other, communicating with teammates as well as enemies.

"Everyone is here for the bounty, there is no need for unnecessary conflicts."

After a wave of eye contact, someone finally chose to communicate.

This time, the situation was opened.

"Heh, isn't it because it's all for the bounty, so it's more..."

"Okay, this guy is a famous high school detective. This identity is already troublesome enough, and the bounty is so high. If you don't hurry up, you don't know what ghosts and monsters will appear later."

"That makes sense. Although his bounty is said to be large, it is precisely because of this that there are so many people targeting him. If it is really divided equally among everyone, there won't be much. Take advantage of the fact that there are still few people to get it. You should get it.”

"agree."

"Hmph, if it weren't for worrying about the competition between snipe and clam, I really want to kill you all."

"Noisy."

"..."

Sano just stood there, watching this group of people divide up their ownership completely with each other, and couldn't help being a little funny.

"Hey, I didn't say it. You should ask me for my opinion anyway. What about the bounty offer? Which local tyrant issued my reward order?"

...In fact, according to the content of those exchanges, Sano probably already understood what was going on. As for the more detailed inside story, of course, it is impossible to say that just by asking him casually, someone would be willing to waste his saliva.

I want this group of hyenas who gather for money to spit out what Sano wants.

In addition to throwing out more money, the only way to do it is to resort to violence.

Of course, throwing money is impossible to throw money at.

Sano is more willing to spend more effort to achieve the results he wants.

"Chong."

A group of people had already finished negotiating, and now they were so provoked by Sano.

They immediately diverted their attention and planned to get down to business.

All short knives or daggers were pulled out, and more than a dozen people surrounded Sano at the same time.

Sano curled his lips.

…Without knowing the enemy's level of strength, it is a taboo to confront the enemy empty-handed, especially under the premise that there is a significant gap in the number of the two sides.

But let's talk about weapons.

The most commonly used identity of Sano is the Hammer of Justice.

But that thing is too short, it's fine if it's short, the key is that it's not lethal enough.

This is like some game, the initial novice artifact, the initial damage is extremely high, but it is fixed, and it is useless in the later stage.

In particular, the Hammer of Justice is still a restricted piece of equipment.

It is only aimed at criminals, but for minor crimes, and Sano can't quickly lock the back of his head, this thing is not very useful.

On the contrary, it may be a burden.

You have to change your weapon.

Sano reached into his pocket, reached into his wallet, grabbed the banknote he wanted precisely, and pulled it out, with an extra handle in his hand.

Then with a shake of his little hand, Sano threw out a black stick that was as long as an arm.

"Sorry, the next step is self-defense."

After all, Sano took the initiative to rush out, causing a group of people to pause at the same time.

...In such a situation, even if the two sides don't know each other well, it's clear at a glance which one is stronger and which one is weaker. As a result, this guy didn't choose to run away at the first time, but unexpectedly came up to him instead.

I'm afraid I'm not a fool, are I?
In a daze, a group of people completely ignored the possibility of "because they couldn't escape, so they chose to fight to the death", and even ignored Sano's choice.

In addition to being arrogant and stupid, it may also be strong and confident.

"Shh!"

Sano swung his stick and slashed at the first person head-on.

This person's reaction speed is still good, it's a pity that he quickly raised his knife to block.

Sano's target was the dagger.

The head of the swinging stick landed precisely on the tip of the knife. Although Sano was not very strong with the blessing of the Superman pendant at the moment, with the help of the length difference between the swinging stick and the dagger and the contact between the two weapons, point.

Let the power of this stick be magnified several times.

The dagger was released immediately, and Sano's stick continued to hit his arm.

"what!"

Amidst the screams, Sano swung his stick wildly, and in the blink of an eye, he slammed it on the man's calf, forearm, and forehead three times in a row.

The muffled sound of knocking was mixed with the sound of bones breaking.

The first person fell down suddenly and lost his fighting power for a short time. The others finally reacted and rushed towards Sano at once, with their swords pointing at vital points.

...It seems that the so-called reward order is probably life or death.

Sano dodged sideways, although logically speaking at this time he already had unlimited defense rights, even if he directly killed these people with a different weapon, it would not be a problem.

But after all, it's not easy to have too much blood on the hands of the identity of the body, especially in this place, and it doesn't make any difference to Sano whether he kills or not.

Even, Sano needs to live to collect information.

If half live and half die, it will appear unfair.

"Shh!"

Two or three minutes later, Sano had almost knocked out all the dozen or so people.

There are only two or three standing still, and their mentality has undergone a great change long ago.

"Damn it, what the hell is this famous high school detective who can fight so well?"

As the complexion changed, several people were obviously withdrawing from their hearts.

"Dudu-"

Sano was just about to finish when the phone in his pocket vibrated suddenly.

...it's Rye's cell phone.

"Hey."

Sano took out his mobile phone and rushed towards the remaining people.

Holding the mobile phone in one hand and pretending to speak hoarsely, holding the stick in the other and continuing to beat people.

"it's me."

On the other end of the phone was the voice of Gin.

"Ah, is something wrong?"

"Just to remind you, someone saw your reward order on the professional killer platform in Europe. The amount is very high. You'd better be careful."

"Oh?"

After Sano put the two down, he threw out the Hammer of Justice casually, and hit the back of the head of the last killer who was about to run away, causing him to fall to the ground, and said, "Thank you for reminding me, although it was already slow gone."

"Ok?"

Gin on the other end of the phone seemed to be frowning.

"Have you been attacked already, are you okay?"

Of course, Qin Jiu was not worried that Sano would overturn and die in the hands of people who came here for the bounty, it was just that something would inevitably be exposed in his haste.

...The one who was offered a reward was Sano's identity, which was the most troublesome.

"Don't worry, I have a sense of propriety, this little miscellaneous fish, it's not enough."

"That's good, but it's just the beginning, and maybe the real trouble will come next. It's not convenient for us to take action, so we disclosed the news to the police...Of course, if it doesn't work, please contact me again."

"Oh, I see."

After hanging up the phone, a car slammed to a stop on the side of the road.

(End of this chapter)