Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Moreover, Gin's tone was particularly as if he were explaining some established rule—Pisco and Rye were teammates, so Pisco didn't need to be silenced at all.

There is no necessary logical relationship between these two, is there?

Although Vermouth and Sano had teamed up once and were quite affected by it, she at most just felt that the other party was a bit too crazy and dangerous.

Chapter 236, page 235: Sano's Aura of Misfortune and the Lucky One Vodka

I didn't think about it too deeply.

Now, because of Gin's words, Vermouth's mind started racing, and she began to have all sorts of wild thoughts with a head full of questions.

Gin spoke again, saying, "After receiving my order to silence him, Rye used the bomb placed in Pisco's neck to kill him on the way to the police station."

Vermouth then realized that she had been overthinking things.

But after exhaling, Vermouth felt something was wrong again.

...What the heck was that bomb strapped to Pisco's neck??

Pisco was taken away by the police right under Vermouth's nose, and he should have been in the police car the whole time during the subsequent transport.

If that's the case, how did Rye get the chance to plant a bomb in Pisco's neck?

It's impossible that Pisco revealed his identity to the other party before the mission started and then let the other party pretend, right?

There was only one answer Vermouth could come up with.

That is, Rye, through her own abilities, discovered Pisco's true identity and, for... unknown reasons, left a bomb on him.

...Although Pisco messed up in this mission, he was still a seasoned veteran, yet his true identity was discovered so quietly that he didn't even know that a bomb had been planted on his neck.

That rye guy is really terrifying.

...Wait a minute, if even Pisco is going to do this, then what about me, who already revealed my true appearance during the mission?!?

In an instant, cold sweat poured down my back.

Feeling a chill run down her spine, Vermouth instinctively raised her hand and touched the back of her neck.

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Vodka, seeing Vermouth's incredibly familiar gesture through the rearview mirror, nodded with a strange sense of nostalgia.

Vodka felt he could completely understand why Vermouth was acting this way.

Gin naturally noticed this scene, but he didn't say anything.

Gin knew very well that Sano hadn't done anything too extreme during this mission.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been forced to reveal his detective identity in order to plant a bomb on Pisco and uncover the truth... although whether this forced refusal was an attempt to get something for nothing remains to be seen.

...On another note, although Sano's signs of losing control weren't too severe in today's two missions, Pisco, an old member, is still gone after all.

Thinking back to those earlier incidents, Sano's teammates either died in accidents or... well, they all died during missions.

Gin suddenly had a strange sense of déjà vu.

...The "bad luck" of rye that was once "rumored" is very similar to the troublesome nature that seems to be inherent in the group of famous detectives.

Honestly, Gin isn't the kind of person who believes in superstitious nonsense.

But Sano's current situation is really too strange.

That's such a damn bad teammate.

Gin even suspected that the organization members who died because of Sano's "accidental" loss of control might have been affected by this as well, and that they just happened to be caught in the same moment when Sano lost control.

...In other words, it was actually killed by the curse.

Just like Vermouth, and even myself, I was affected but survived...

However, among Sano's many codenamed members, it seems that only Vodka has been able to... always get through the missions unscathed.

Gin suddenly turned his gaze to vodka.

Compared to Vermouth and even himself, Vodka is one of only two codenamed members who have teamed up with Sano multiple times, and also the one with the most team-ups.

In Vodka's reports and summaries after each mission, Sano didn't seem to have done anything too outrageous, and he wasn't greatly affected.

...If Sano really does have some kind of unlucky aura that brings misfortune to his teammates...

Is vodka immune to this stuff?

A unique lucky one?

...If that's the case, then perhaps there's a solution to the problem that Sano's unpredictability previously prevented him from handling some important tasks that required members of the same codename level to monitor each other.

No, this matter is not entirely confirmed yet.

Let's find another opportunity to try it once or twice.

Vodka, standing nearby, suddenly shuddered, a sense of foreboding washing over him.

Gin instinctively looked to the side, but had already looked away.

What's going on? Why do I feel a chill down my spine?

Confused, Vodka tightened his coat and remained silent for a while before daring to quietly bring up the topic: "So, Vermouth, when are you planning to go abroad?"

"I don't plan to act for the time being. I'll stay in China and take care of some... necessary matters."

Vermouth lit a cigarette for herself.

"Oh……"

Meanwhile, Sano didn't let Professor Agasa take him home; he got off the bus halfway there.

It's not that Sano was in such a hurry to hang people.

However, another accident occurred with Sano's tools.

...Just a few minutes ago, Sano received a call from a tool, saying that a yakuza organization on par with the Sankakai had its eye on the Black Reaper.

As expected, a tall tree catches the wind; it's really troublesome.

Is it going to be the same as last time, first using the Black Death account to make its stance clear, then using the Black Mallow account to interfere and finish things off?

But if this pattern were to be used a second time, it would feel like I was acting as a go-between for these two identities.

That's too suspicious.

...Perhaps we could also consider using the Black Mask to carry out justice?

Hey?

This seems pretty good.

They avoided suspicion and caught the criminals, and a whole bunch of them at that!

Sano's thoughts suddenly clicked.

I'm already worried about not being able to catch enough criminals, so if I can't find any, I might as well create some myself.

If an entire yakuza organization were to be sent in, wouldn't the remaining two hundred criminals in the capture mission be solved all at once?

Tsk, why didn't I think of that before?

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have needed to stay up all night and run around for so many days.

Let's just take action this time, so we don't have to let Black Death show up again, it's too much trouble.

Anyway, whether it's exposed or not doesn't seem to make much of a difference.

As Sano hailed a taxi to the headquarters of the yakuza organization, his mind wandered.

Looking at the starry sky outside the window, Sano thought about the various limitations of the existence of the Black Death Vest.

Because this pseudonym appeared so early, quite a few people knew that Sano was actually a member of the Black Death organization.

...Of course, it's not a lot.

The problem is that the people who know about this belong to two completely different factions.

Putting Gin aside for now, Amuro Tooru is the biggest obstacle to Sano's blackmail disguise.

Although it's unclear why Amuro Tooru hasn't taken action against the "Black Death," the threat remains.

Otherwise, we could find an opportunity to get rid of this guy first and just silence him?

Sano rubbed his temples; even so, it still seemed a bit unsettling.

I always felt that Hei Si was bound by many iron chains, like shackles, or like a cage.

...It's unpleasant.

The exhaustion from working overtime day after day made Sano more emotional, and his urge to help Kokushi break free of these shackles grew stronger.

Then why not just go all the way and find an opportunity to eliminate everyone who knows the truth?

Although this may be a bit troublesome, solving the problem at its source is always the simplest, most direct, and most effective approach, isn't it?

Sano cracked his knuckles and suddenly realized something was wrong.

...Am I overthinking things again?

The problem with the "Black Death" alias is simply that it was created at the wrong time.

If that's the case, why not just take it off and put it back on?

Since I'm not even afraid of the trouble of silencing people, why would I be afraid of this little trouble?

After opening the door to a new world for the first time tonight, Sano felt like he had opened the door to a new world for the second time.

Then Sano threw out a few bills and told the driver to change the destination.

……

That night.

It's that time of year again when those wealthy people in Tokyo, who make others envious to the point of tears, indulge in their glamorous lifestyles.

Outside a nightclub, several burly men in suits were smoking and bragging.

"Hey, I heard our club president has been eyeing that Black Reaper lately?"

"Nonsense, after all, all the delinquents in Tokyo are there now. If you want to absorb fresh blood, of course you have to make contact with them."