Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

After hanging up the "phone," Mitsuhiko remained silent for a long time before asking in a trembling voice, "Speaking of which, we just followed along without thinking. Did we ever consider what we would do if Sano-nii got angry?"

Upon hearing this, Bu Meiyuan and the other man were taken aback at first, and then fell silent as well.

"Why are you only bringing up such an important issue now?"

Yuan Tai asked, his face deathly pale.

"I forgot about that, otherwise I would have contacted Conan from the beginning, so at least someone could share the blame..."

Mitsuhiko replied with a long face.

The three little kids fell silent for a moment, then their legs went weak and they plopped down on the ground.

My life is over...

It took the trio quite a while to recover some of their energy.

"Why hasn't Conan arrived yet?"

Yuan Tai had just finished muttering to himself when he felt something was wrong again.

Conan's here, so how far can Sano be?

...It would be better if we didn't come at all.

"It hasn't been that long, it can't be that fast."

Mitsuhiko casually replied, which roused Genta: "It's been ten minutes already, okay? How much longer do you want? If you don't hurry, people will run away."

"It wasn't ten minutes, it was only five minutes at most!"

Mitsuhiko then took out his watch, attempting to prove that he was right.

However, because it was too dark around them, the trio couldn't see their watches at all.

Just then, a warm flame appeared behind the trio.

"Now we should be able to see it clearly."

"Ah... thank you..."

Before Mitsuhiko could finish saying thank you, he suddenly realized something was wrong. The trio turned around at the same time and saw a sinister grinning face with bloodshot eyes.

clear and distinct.

A feeling of terror instantly washed over me.

"Ah, it is indeed quite clear."

A calm voice came from behind the man, and his smile froze instantly.

Turning around, he saw a young face looking down at him.

At this moment, in this scene.

Just like how the man treated the trio before.

This time, however, the man is no longer in a superior position, but rather a completely subordinate one.

"You bastard!"

In shock and anger, the man drew a gleaming dagger.

then……

"……what!"

"thump!"

Watching the arsonist collapse to the ground with just a scream, the trio slowly raised their heads and looked at Sano, who was holding a hammer and had a cold expression.

I was initially pleasantly surprised and excited.

After realizing what had happened, it cooled down even more than before.

Sano turned his gaze to the trio, causing the three little brats to freeze in place like statues.

"Why did you act on your own?"

Faced with Sano's questioning, Mitsuhiko stammered for a while before finally managing to utter, "I forgot."

"That's a good reason."

Sano sneered: "I hope that one day when you are actually in charge of a case, you will also forget important clues, causing the murderer to be unable to be caught and causing your teammates to die innocently. Good detectives of the future of Japan."

"..."

How sarcastic and unsettling.

The trio's faces burned with embarrassment.

Sano was too lazy to argue with the trio. They weren't his kids. The only reason he said anything more was because the trio had helped him protect his identity earlier.

Moreover, it is a "protection" in a substantial sense.

So it doesn't matter if I mention it, since it doesn't cost any money.

After turning around, Sano walked towards the warehouse that was already on fire.

Upon seeing this, Mitsuhiko immediately exclaimed in bewilderment, "Sano-nii, we've inquired, this is an abandoned warehouse, there shouldn't be anyone inside..."

"should?"

Sano glanced back at Mitsuhiko, making the latter immediately realize that he had said the wrong thing.

The words may be wrong, but the reasoning is correct.

We can't put another life at high risk just because of a slim chance, can we?

"I know what you're thinking, but you don't know what I'm thinking."

Sano waved his hand: "Just stay here obediently."

After saying that, Sano stepped directly across the flames of the warehouse door, his figure gradually blurring.

Until it disappears.

Ignoring the flames, Sano entered the warehouse and began searching for any living creature.

In this case, first there was the blatantly obvious "arsonist" who was linked to the lighter, and then there was the requirement to ensure that no one died in an area. If that's the case, how could Sano not understand what the dangerous factors are?

You might as well go home and listen to Ito Takazo.

When Sano first discovered that the trio in the car was missing, he thought the target was these three reckless kids. But when he arrived at the destination, he found that although the three kids were reckless, they weren't completely reckless.

So, in this warehouse fire, who exactly is waiting to be rescued?

A name popped into Sano's mind, but he felt it was unlikely.

...I still can't quite figure out what kind of inside story there is about Sato Masayoshi's case that could be related to this arson case.

Arriving at a corner of the warehouse, Sano saw Takagi Wataru, who was handcuffed to the iron window and was sweating profusely, desperately smashing the window with the butt of his gun.

Last time it was Miwako Sato who was handcuffed, this time it's Wataru Takagi.

Is this what they call romance?

After looking at it for a few seconds, Sano finally spoke up: "What are you doing?"

The sudden sound startled Takagi Wataru, who turned his head and looked even more terrified: "Sano, what are you doing here!?"

"I should be asking you that."

Sano rubbed the lighter in his pocket with his left hand: "Don't tell me you emptied the gun and still missed the handcuffs."

Ok?

This sounds familiar... Oh, Zhang Dapao did this before.

Takagi Wataru blinked and quickly explained that the handcuffs were a keepsake from Sato Miwako's father, so he didn't want to damage them.

I'm afraid that Sato Miwako will be saddened by this.

"Oh."

Sano nodded in understanding and then turned to leave.

This prompted Takagi Wataru to stare wide-eyed and shout.

"Hey, hey, Sano, don't go! You're already here, please help me!"

Takagi Wataru never expected that Sano would choose to turn around and leave after asking questions. Normally, in such a situation...

Would anyone choose to turn a blind eye and stand by and watch someone die?

Sano paused, then turned around: "You won't let me touch the handcuffs, how can I help?"

"This, this can also help pry open the window..."

Takagi Wataru answered somewhat awkwardly.

"I don't quite understand why you would ask me for help."

Sano glanced at the raging fire all around him and said, "Generally speaking, shouldn't you police officers be selfless and help citizens like us evacuate as quickly as possible to avoid risks in situations like this?"

"what……"

Takagi Wataru scratched the back of his head: "That's true, but I have a feeling... if it's you, Sano, there's absolutely no chance of a problem."

Sano raised an eyebrow and laughed.

"Wow, so you actually trust me that much?"

"hey-hey."

Takagi Wataru smiled sheepishly.

"Alright, I'll help you out since you trust me."

Sano strode toward Takagi Wataru and raised the hammer in his hand.

Just when Takagi Wataru thought that Sano was going to knock on the iron window... the hammer landed on his head, and it was several hammer blows!

Takagi Wataru then lost consciousness.

In fact, given Takagi Wataru's honest character combined with his detective background, let alone a few blows, even ten or more blows wouldn't be enough for Sano to knock him unconscious.

But what can you do when this guy just got hit on the head?