Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

But when Sano accidentally saw that thing sitting in the middle of the trunk of the car Gin had driven, his eyes gradually became strange.

"...Say, Lord Gin, what are you going to do with this thing you brought here?"

Gin, who was inspecting his pistol, glanced over upon hearing the sound: "Just in case."

"Oh."

Sano nodded thoughtfully, then smiled and said, "I want this thing."

"..."

The others who were also checking their weapons paused, looked at Sano, and leaned back tactically.

Gin was also taken aback, and after a long silence, he asked again, "...Are you sure?"

"determine."

"Then it's up to you."

"Got it."

……

The following afternoon, Sano, feeling listless and with aches and pains in his muscles, was woken up by Gin.

"The FBI has spotted us."

Sano, who had just sat up, was stunned for a moment after Gin's sudden outburst before raising an eyebrow in surprise and asking, "What? The FBI found us?"

"Ah."

Gin nodded and said, "Don't worry too much. I've already arranged the evacuation route back home. But just in case, you should get up and be on your guard. If a direct conflict has to break out later..."

"You're probably carrying a bomb."

Sano rubbed his eyes, but before he could speak, he discovered that he had already received two missions in his dream.

Leaving aside the one that was triggered later, which would require a clone in Tokyo... Of course, that's not certain either; the most important one is the one that was triggered first.

[Challenge the FBI agents who are coming to capture you. You will receive 100 enhancement points upon completion. Time remaining in the mission: 11:42:28.]

This is the content of the task.

As for how the challenge should be conducted, it seems there are no restrictions?

"……rye?"

Seeing that Sano had regained consciousness for a moment and then remained motionless again, Gin couldn't help but frown.

"what."

Chapter 366, James: Is he sick or am I sick?

Sano snapped out of his thoughts, scratched his head, and asked, "I understand. So, what do you plan to do, Gin-sama?"

"Not much."

Gin remained calm, seemingly without the slightest worry, let alone tension, about being targeted by the FBI: "Find a chance to shake them off, then take our own plane out of the country and return home. It's that simple."

Sano nodded thoughtfully... Thinking about it carefully, although last night's events weren't particularly big, they certainly weren't small either.

Especially since his group entered the country through public channels and did not deliberately hide their tracks, it was not surprising that the FBI would be watching them. But does this mean that Gin had anticipated this and thought that even if they were being watched, it wouldn't be a big problem?

Even thinking about it more deeply.

Could Gin have deliberately "exposed" himself?

But why? What benefit would this bring to Gin?

With these tangled and boring thoughts lingering in his mind, Sano went downstairs to eat.

Even if the FBI had their eyes on Sano and Gin, they would never act rashly.

After all, there are quite a few other guests in the hotel. If a war were to break out, innocent people would inevitably be harmed, especially since most of the people staying here are not ordinary people.

This may be one of the reasons why Gin was so calm.

Even if the FBI wanted to evacuate the innocent people in the hotel quietly, Gin would inevitably find out, and then they would still have to force a war.

In conclusion, if a fight were to actually break out, it would probably have to wait until Gin's side was already on their way to retreat before it could even begin.

As for now.

Sano can still enjoy his meal in peace.

"Gah!"

Except for Sano in the car last night and during the final assault, Daikoku, who was basically by his side, continued to praise the food as usual.

This attracted the attention of an elderly white man wearing glasses who was reading a newspaper not far away, who turned his gaze toward Sano... Although the man did not deliberately hide his gaze, it seemed that he had just glanced at the noise by chance.

But Sano still sensed something was wrong.

Of course, this is not entirely based on intuition; Sano can also find the reasons.

For example, it's already past 2 PM. Most guests have already had lunch, so this time is too early for afternoon tea.

Not everyone is like Sano.

Was he an FBI spy?

Sano didn't pay much attention, but while eating, he discovered a new continent on the map.

Good heavens, those densely packed red dots, just like ants attracted by an ice pop that fell to the ground, gathered inside and outside the hotel.

If someone with trypophobia saw this, they might have an attack.

...This task even has a target location?

Sano frowned slightly, and after thinking for a couple of seconds, he realized that this meant he should place the "target" of his challenge on these people.

After smacking his lips, Sano zoomed in on the map and roughly counted the points.

There were over a hundred people, and the old white man next to him was indeed an FBI agent... This reminded Sano of Pisco.

It seems there's a labor shortage everywhere these days.

Both organizations are so large, yet they still need the old man to take action.

It really is.

After wiping his mouth with two tissues, Sano pulled out another tissue, buried his head for a few seconds, got up, pulled Dahei away, and went to the old white man.

"Ok?"

James looked at Sano standing in front of him with a hint of confusion on his face, but his nerves were already on edge.

"Rock, Scissors..."

As Sano began chanting the ready signal and clenched his right fist twice, James, almost instinctively, extended his fist as he uttered the final "paper"... of course, he was making a scissor gesture.

Sano, on the other hand, presented stones.

Rock-Paper-Scissors Challenge: Sano wins.

...Although it's not very useful, the task didn't indicate completion.

It seems this bug isn't working.

After sighing inwardly, Sano didn't pay much attention and handed the paper in his other hand to James, making the other man's face even more puzzled.

After hesitating for a few seconds, James finally accepted the paper.

After James accepted the paper, Sano immediately turned and left.

James watched Sano and the large black figure on his shoulder disappear into the distance, then lowered his head and unfolded the crumpled paper. His eyes widened instantly, his pupils dilating in shock.

The three large characters "Challenge Letter" at the top are the most eye-catching, and the content below is—

"We cordially invite all FBI agents to meet at 4 PM today at..."

"If you have the guts, then go ahead and capture me... or kill me."

"Challenger - Rye"

...So I've really been discovered?

James, covered in cold sweat, closed the paper, instinctively wanting to tear it to shreds, but then stopped, thinking that it might come in handy in the future.

...To be honest, James wasn't too surprised that he had been discovered but not "dealt with," because it wasn't just the FBI that was "fearing" him; the other side probably felt the same way.

But James really couldn't understand it.

Instead of taking any "action," they issued a challenge... What's going on here?

And there was the rock-paper-scissors game from earlier.

What special meaning does it hold?

Because they won, they issued a "challenge letter".

If you lose, are you planning to just run away?

What kind of logic is this? Is this guy out of his mind?

...After a brainstorming session, James felt that his mind was not only not clear, but was becoming more and more confused. He only had one thought in mind.

That means if I actually believed what was written in this "challenge letter".

That's probably what's truly insane.

After a long silence, James finally took out his phone.

"...You mean, Rye showed up in Amelica's area, and last night, it even carried a Gatling gun and fought a firefight with over three hundred people???"

At two in the morning, Shuichi Akai received a phone call from his boss, and he looked a little confused.

“That’s right. Since last night, we’ve been experiencing a series of shootings here. The victims are all high-ranking members of a multinational organization, and they were all hit by long-range sniper shots. After investigation, we’ve identified a suspect whose characteristics almost perfectly match those of Gin you described.”

"After three o'clock, several of the organization's major strongholds were attacked at the same time. At the headquarters, there was a guy with a Gatling gun and a big box of bullets on his back who completely ignored the enemy's firepower and charged forward like a ghost, but not a single bullet could hit him."

"..."

Based on this description, it should be new rye.

Whether it was the ability to dodge bullets or the madness of charging into them, Shuichi Akai saw more or less the shadow of that incident at the Beika Central Building. He had even heard of sniping skills.