Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story

Sano originally planned to sleep until he woke up naturally.

But things in the world are always unsatisfactory. Just at noon, the door of Sano's house was banged by someone.

"Is anyone at home? Could you please open the door? I'm a police officer and I want to ask two questions..."

Sano buried his head in the quilt, trying to isolate himself from the world, but unfortunately it didn't work, and the sound was still harsh.

"It's so annoying..."

Sano could only sit up, with sleepy eyes, not forgetting to take off his special attack uniform to avoid being regarded as a strange person.

Don't ask Sano why he slept in his special attack suit, because as soon as he took it off, he felt like his whole body was protesting strongly against him.

Those injuries hurt so much.

Only if you are wearing special attack clothes and have the blessing of physical attributes can you sleep like this.

"coming."

The door opened, and outside was a capable woman with short hair. After seeing Sano, she quickly opened the ID in her hand: "I am the police officer of the Criminal Investigation Section 1 of the Metropolitan Police Department's Criminal Investigation Section 3, Miwako Sato. This is me. certificate."

Sano took the certificate, rubbed his eyes and returned it to the other party: "So, the police lady who disturbs people's dreams early in the morning, do you have anything to do with me?"

Early in the morning...

Miwako Sato couldn't help but glance at the sun that was beginning to drift to the west, and explained: "That's it, Mr. Nakamura who lives next door to you died last night. I want to know what you think about this. Weekdays What contact did you have with Mr. Nakamura?"

next door?

Nakamura?

Sano was stunned for a moment, and the figures of the two guys last night suddenly appeared in his mind.

Aha, I see, yesterday’s warning was because I was afraid that I would leak the secret. If that’s the case, wouldn’t it be better to just silence him?

Sano asked, "How did he die?"

Sato Miwako blinked her eyes, and for some reason subconsciously replied: "Although it has not been completely confirmed yet, it should be a sudden death."

sudden death?

So it doesn’t seem like anyone would notice that there was anything fishy about the deceased’s death.

Sanoye knew it and did not intend to cause unnecessary trouble, so he said casually: "We rarely communicate on weekdays. At most, we bump into each other when we go out by chance. But after all, someone died next door. In the future, The landlord should reduce the rent, right?”

"Haha, maybe..."

Seeing that Sano not only didn't care about the dead people at all, but was also concerned about the rent issue, Miwako Sato could only say goodbye with a smile.

After seeing off the police, Sano returned to his room. Just as he was about to get himself a bucket of instant noodles to fill his stomach, someone knocked on the door again.

What are you doing again...

Sano sighed and could only turn back and open the door again.

However, after opening the door this time, the person standing outside the door was not the policewoman from before, but... the long-haired girl who kicked Sano last night.

What's the situation? Why did this guy come to the door? Did he find out his identity and come here specifically to pay back the kick last night?

Zuo Ye tensed up and took a few steps back almost subconsciously. He was not wearing a special attack suit now. If he got hit by that kind of whip leg, he might die!

But things didn't seem to be what Sano thought.

After Sano opened the door, Mao Lilan quickly showed a polite smile and even bowed slightly: "Hello, Senior Sano, I'm Mao Lilan. It's a bit presumptuous to disturb me suddenly, but you haven't gone to school for a week, teacher. No one answered the call, so I could only arrange for me to come over and ask about the situation..."

senior?

go to school?

teacher?

Sano was confused by Mao Lilan's string of words, and it took him a while to finally react.

By the way, it seems that the predecessor is indeed, there is some kind of student ID card.

Sano quickly opened the drawer of the cabinet next to the door, and as expected he saw the student ID card.

Class B, sophomore at Didan High School.

Because Sano did not inherit the memory of his predecessor, he had previously conducted a large search in the room to collect all information related to his predecessor.

This student ID card was originally one of the most important pieces of information.

But then Sano was busy experimenting with the effects of the special attack suit, and triggered a system mission at night. When he came back, he ran into two strangely dressed snakes.

...Although Sano didn't seem qualified to talk about them, by the time he got home, it was already late at night, so he forgot about the matter.

As for what Mao Lilan said about "no one answered the teacher's phone call", Sano could only sleep. How could he possibly receive the call if he was at home for less than ten minutes yesterday?

So, this girl who is stronger than the strongest delinquent in Tokyo is actually her classmate?

Sano straightened out his chaotic thoughts and looked at the girl at the door who called herself Mao Lilan: "We are classmates, right?"

Mao Lilan was stunned for a moment, and then said with a peck of rice: "Yes, I sit on the right side of the senior, and I am considered the same tablemate."

Are we still at the same table?

Sano frowned: "Why do you call me senior? Aren't we classmates?"

Mao Lilan was stunned again: "Ah, because senior actually entered the school one grade earlier than me, but was in poor health and often missed classes, so that he stayed in another grade after the second grade of high school, so strictly speaking I should call you senior ...Isn’t that right?”

Looking at the cautious Mao Lilan, Sano nodded. He naturally knew that asking this would definitely make Mao Lilan feel confused, but there was nothing that could be done about it. It was better for one person to be confused than for two people to be confused. It was better to ask the matter at once. Clear.

"Are you familiar with me?"

This is Sano's third question.

Mao Lilan hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't count. After all, senior has only been to school once since the beginning of school, so it's reasonable for him not to know my name."

"oh."

Sanoye knew it in his mind and didn't ask any more questions: "Okay, I understand. I will go when I have time. I'm ready to eat, or do you plan to stay and eat together? Let's agree first, only instant noodles."

"Why?"

Mao Lilan was stunned for a moment by Sano's unexpected thoughts, and then hurriedly waved her hand: "No, no, no, in that case I won't disturb you. Goodbye, senior."

"goodbye."

"boom."

The door was closed directly, making the smile on Mao Lilan's face become stiffer.

Although I felt it when we first met, this senior was really strange.

Inside the door, Sano simply put aside school matters again and made himself some instant noodles.

Just kidding, a time traveler, a systematic time traveler.

No matter how unambitious you are, no matter how easy it is, you still won’t go to school, right?

Anyway, Sano also found proof of his predecessor's orphan status before. He was simply a guy who no one cared about. So if he can't go to school, shouldn't he just do whatever he wants?

"Hey, the system task has been triggered."

[Please keep your status as a student. If you complete it, you will get a random strengthening opportunity. The remaining time of the task is 35:59:59. 】

"Crack."

The fork in Sano's hand fell into the instant noodle bucket.

No, no, this flag takes effect so quickly, my face would be too painful.