Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story

Then came the sixth, seventh, and eighty-ninth strokes.

The belt in Sano's hand had almost been swung into an afterimage, and the screams and crisp sounds echoed in the air, making this peaceful night a little more turbulent.

As time went by, Sano became more and more pleasurable. Conan, on the other hand, seemed to be because he was numb or his throat was hoarse, so his screams were not as violent as before, and he just kept humming.

And this beautiful scenery on the street at night lasted for about ten minutes.

Looking at the bright red buttocks that were two to three centimeters taller than before, Sano nodded with satisfaction, finally threw away the belt and left briskly.

Conan was left alone, still attached to the telephone pole, with tears of humiliation on his face.

After getting used to it for a while, Conan began to twist on the telephone pole, and finally got free of his restraints.

"hiss!"

When his pants rubbed against his buttocks, Conan suddenly took a breath, his face became ferocious, and he bared his teeth.

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I have to say that tonight will undoubtedly become one of the most unforgettable experiences in Conan's life.

If you have to ask Conan how he feels now.

That is regret, very regret!

I regret coming to this hellish place tonight, I regret having to chase that Bourbon, I regret committing suicide in an attempt to carry out justice, in short, I regret so much that my intestines are almost green with regret.

After a while to adapt, Conan then moved on weak legs and hobbled at a speed of 0.1 meters per second that even Sano was ashamed of, and moved to the side of the yellow Beetle on the other road.

Looking at the fat old Mediterranean man who was sleeping soundly in the driver's seat, Conan's face darkened involuntarily: "Dr. Ali!!!"

"Ah, what's wrong!?"

Dr. A Li suddenly woke up and looked around in panic.

"Didn't I tell you to call the police when something went wrong? Why are you still asleep!?"

Facing Conan's question, Dr. Ali rubbed his eyes: "Ah... isn't everything normal?"

"normal!?"

Conan was furious: "I almost demolished Maru Denjiro's house. Are you telling me this is normal!?"

Dr. A Li: "...Really? I didn't even feel it."

"I'm afraid even if the world ends, I can't wake up Dr. Ali!"

Dr. A Li glanced at Conan, who had an angry face, and couldn't help but feel a little resentful. After all, normally he would have gone to bed long ago if this guy hadn't been here, and he wasn't the one who forced him here.

As a result, I still don’t know how to understand the living habits of the elderly.

"...What are you doing? Didn't I just fall asleep accidentally? Why am I so angry? Isn't this a good thing?"

Hearing this, Conan immediately became furious and shouted angrily like a dead Ah Wei: "Okay!? Do you know what I went through tonight!? Three times! I'm walking on the edge of life and death. Three trips! Three whole trips!!”

…

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, at the gate of Mihua Park.

The black car came quickly and braked suddenly, stopping in front of Sano.

"Gin, my lord."

Rolling down the car window, Sano handed the USB flash drive to Gin, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this guy is really an excellent employee.

Originally, after Sano finished educating Conan and left, he called Gin. Unexpectedly, he got through immediately, and after he stated that the task had been completed, the other party even said that he could meet directly.

This also means that Gin was still busy working outside at that time. If this is not an excellent employee, then what is an excellent employee?

Anyway, if Sano were the boss of the winery, he would definitely give Gin the title of model worker.

"Is that old guy dead?"

Gin asked Sano while passing the USB drive to the vodka aside.

"Well, he's dead, but it wasn't me. There was a murder at his house, and a man named Suwa Yuuji killed him."

Sano glanced at the vodka driver who inserted the USB flash drive into the computer to check, and replied.

Gin raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Consider him lucky, is there anything else to add?"

"Ah, when I went to his house to get the USB flash drive tonight, I had a fight with reinforcements from the Sanhua Club, head-on."

Sano explained the situation truthfully.

And Gin's brows also frowned: "Has your face been seen?"

Sano rubbed his fingers: "It doesn't count, I just had a fight in a special attack suit."

"Wearing a special attack suit?"

Gin squinted his eyes and understood immediately: "Do they think the person holding the USB flash drive and the person fighting behind are two different people?"

"Um."

Gin nodded: "That's pretty much it."

Gin didn't dwell on this, and Sano wasn't surprised at all. He just felt that he could save some time with his words, and turned to ask about the real thing: "Can I be promoted to a core member now?"

Gin didn't answer immediately, but just looked at Vodka. It wasn't until Vodka confirmed that there was no problem with the USB flash drive that he narrowed his eyes and said, "Wait for my news."

"Okay, please Gin, my lord."

Sano waved his hand cheerfully as a farewell to Gin and the other two.

Although Gin didn't say it clearly, Sano could tell that the other party had already thought of promoting him to a core member. However, it seemed that promoting him to a core member was not a problem that Gin could solve with just one sentence.

But yes, after all, Gin is only a core member, how could he have such power, but no matter what, at least the success rate has increased.

However, after confirming the USB flash drive, Gin did not immediately let Vodka drive away. Instead, he said to Sano: "If you don't want to be discovered by others as your second-level identity after being a detective, I advise you to behave accordingly." Better pay attention."

"What?"

Sano was stunned for a moment, unable to realize what Gin meant.

"Your habit of rubbing your fingers while thinking is not very good. It's best to change it. Although it is only a small habit, if you add it to other things, it can easily become noticeable."

Gin lit a cigarette for himself: "For example, if you smoke the same kind of cigarette from beginning to end, and you throw the cigarette butts on the ground casually, there is probably still your saliva on them, and another example is your... ...Transportation, although there are not too few people riding this thing, it is definitely not too many.”

Speaking of this, Gin's voice paused and his brows furrowed slightly: "Didn't I give you so much money before? Why don't you buy a car? Isn't it more convenient than this thing of yours? It's not eye-catching." "

Following Gin's voice, Sano also looked at his fingers intertwined, the cigarette butts on the ground, and the little electric donkey under his butt.

...Tsk, why do I feel like I will be invited over for tea tomorrow when I hear what Gin says.