Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story

The moonlight is bright.

Shuichi Akai was sitting in front of the window on the second floor, drinking bourbon.

Until the window in the living room on the first floor of Dr. Ali's house next door lit up for a while and then went out.

Akai Shuichi then drank all the wine in the glass, got up and planned to wash up and go to bed.

But just after arriving on the first floor.

Akai Shuichi suddenly frowned.

Turning his eyes, he saw a figure in black kimono sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper.

"..."

After two seconds of silence, Akai Shuichi walked forward calmly.

"I wonder what advice this friend has for rashly entering someone else's home?"

Sano put down the newspaper and turned to look at Akai Shuichi.

The two squinted eyes met, but they didn't quite meet each other.

"Can this be considered your home?"

Upon hearing this, Akai Shudu fell silent again.

"...Do you want something to drink, tea, water, wine, or something else?"

"Is there any coffee?"

"have."

"Put more sugar and milk, I don't like bitter ones."

"Um."

Not long after, Akai Shuichi brought a cup of coffee and poured himself another glass of wine.

Seeing Sano drinking the coffee without any hesitation, Akai Shu asked with a smile: "You just drink it with confidence, aren't you afraid that I will poison you?"

"I'm not even afraid of poisonous ceilings, so I'm still afraid of you?"

Sano responded with a smile: "What do you want to ask?"

"I want to ask what you want to do."

Sano held his chin: "What don't you want to do? If you have to say it, interview?"

"interview?"

After receiving such a puzzling answer, Akai Shuichi tilted his neck in confusion and asked, "What's the interview for?"

"Why else can I interview you? I want to join the FBI. Can you help me?"

"..."

Faced with Sano's critical attack, Akai Shuichi's brain successfully went into a brief shutdown.

"Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Why, America has been here for a long time and can't understand Japanese?"

Akai Shuichi: "...I don't understand what you want to do with me if you want to join the FBI."

"Then I don't know what you are doing here after being killed by Gin."

Threaten yourself?

And a blatant threat?

At this point, Akai Shuichi, who originally planned to struggle to the death, but resisted for a while, knew very well that his vest had been completely torn off.

But who is this person?

Not only does he know his true identity, he also knows how he "died".

It feels like being seen from head to toe, but not knowing the slightest bit of information about the person on the other side.

It's true that it's a bit jarring.

"...Why do you want to join the FBI?"

Since there was no quarrel for a short time, Akai Shuichi was still willing to maintain the peace, so he chatted and asked about Sano's reason for joining the company.

"Because he's very handsome."

Sano picked at his nails: "I liked the FBI people in the movie very much when I was a child. Now that I have nothing to do, I just want to use such an identity."

...What kind of outrageous reason is this for joining?

Regardless of his dedication to peace and justice, or his sworn hatred against evil forces, even if he said that the salary and benefits of the FBI were good, it would be easier for Akai Shuichi to accept if he wanted to join?

After a long silence, Akai Shuichi stared at Sano opposite for a few seconds.

“What would you do if I said no.”

"Just do what you have to do."

Sano leaned lazily on the back of the sofa: "At least Subaru Okiya and Ai Haibara will no longer be able to live peacefully in this world, right?"

"……I see."

Akai Shuichi let out a long breath: "But I can't make the decision on this matter. I can only say that I will help you submit the employment application and try to say some good words for you. As for more...that's not me. It can be decided.”

"That's your problem, not mine."

After saying a word as if he had given an ultimatum, Sano stood up and walked straight to the door, without giving Akai Hide any room for negotiation. It was not until he opened the door that he suddenly stopped and turned around.

"By the way, if I can join the job, it's not convenient for me to provide my identity information to the FBI. I think you can solve it for me, right?"

Akai Shuichi: "...Yeah."

"That's good."

Sano nodded with satisfaction, turned around and left, closing the door behind him.

Akai Shuichi was left sitting on the sofa for a while, then he took his hand away from the pistol on his waist and wiped his face fiercely... It felt like his house was suddenly ransacked and he went straight into the base camp. Some are uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the situation did not directly spiral out of control.

After thinking for a while, Akai Shuichi stood up and took off a miniature camera from the corner of the living room, then went to the second floor, turned on the computer, and pulled up a photo.

It was Sano who had just left.

...If you want to help Sano join the FBI, Shuichi Akai must contact James.

Originally, no third person except himself and Conan knew about Akai Shuichi's plan to fake his death... Sano may have some inside information.

Unexpectedly, another one appeared now.

As a result, Shuichi Akai had to attract more people to enter.

Especially the identity information is what Akai Shuichi cares about the most.

In terms of fabricating information, it is actually quite harmless.

But this is a bit troublesome after all... Moreover, if possible, Akai Shuichi also wants to find out who this mysterious person who suddenly appeared is, and why he always feels unable to remember when facing this guy. Despite being vigilant, there is also an inexplicable sense of peace of mind, and an involuntary desire to relax.

So after opening the mailbox, Shuichi Akai typed out a row of words.

"Check someone out for me."

…

To be honest, Sano didn't have any special purpose in wanting to join the FBI.

Just looking for an excuse to get in touch with Akai Shuichi.

Because after using his fox eyes to try to control the emotional changes of dozens of people, Sano found that the will attribute of these people seemed to be a bit low.

Nothing can be seen.

However, the attribute of will is not like the three major external attributes.

Can roughly distinguish the level.

Therefore, Sano simply didn't know how to find high-level test subjects.

After thinking about it, Sano decided on someone he knew.

If Conan Gin and Amuro Toru are in the same category, it is absolutely impossible to go low.

The same is true for Shuichi Akai, the FBI's ace investigator.

As a matter of fact, Sano wanted to manipulate Shuichi Akai's emotions.

It is indeed much more difficult than those passers-by.

However, regardless of the level of Akai Shuichi's own will attribute, the more important thing is that this guy is mentally tense and not as relaxed as others.

Similarly, this guy has been walking in the underground world all year round, and the chance of his actions being affected by emotions is relatively small... Of course, this does not mean that Sano has not gained anything at all, even if it is just a little bit, but as long as it accumulates, how much more Less land will definitely achieve certain results.

Otherwise, this conversation will never go smoothly.

I just don't know if Akai Shuichi will feel better about his emotions after waiting for him to calm down.

What doubts arise?

...Beyond that, Sano wouldn't mind if he could get the FBI status.

Joining the FBI is an excuse, but it's not entirely an excuse.

Regardless of the detective identity of Sano's original vest, there are four other vests.

One is absolutely positive, one is absolutely negative, one is positive but negative, and the other is positive.

But the one that is absolutely square is not actually absolute.

It must be affiliated with an absolutely upright organization, only then can it be considered legitimate.

It’s not like Neon Police Sano didn’t think about it.

But such an organization has too many rules, especially the FBI, especially Akai Shuichi.

I often wander around the fringe, so I should be more tolerant in this regard...holding an FBI certificate and shouting "FBI open the door" or something like that.

It feels pretty good too?