Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

So, this isn't a case that's already happened, but a case that's about to happen?

what.

Sano didn't think too much about it, because he didn't have much time to begin with.

Another headache for Sano is that there are just too many passersby here.

Leaving aside how Sano could possibly pinpoint the exact location of his mission dot amidst such a crowd, simply exploring and moving forward or approaching the target would be a major and troublesome problem.

Ok?

Suddenly, Sano's gaze shifted and landed on several short figures outside the crowded area.

The Plague God Squad – as expected.

The five children, including Conan and others, as well as Professor Agasa and... Miwako Sato, Ninzaburo Shiratori, and that female traffic police officer who seems to be named Yumi Miyamoto, all exude a strong sense of crime just by looking at them.

Wait a moment.

Sano was initially thinking of getting closer to the Plague God to check the situation, but unexpectedly, when he looked at the map again with a reference point, he made a different discovery.

The bomb didn't seem to be in the crowd, and it was even moving.

Is this a move to catch the perpetrator red-handed?

Just as Sano was lost in thought, another character appeared.

It seems that Takagi Wataru was slapped by Sato Miwako when he got out of the car and walked towards Conan and his group across the street... It was a bit inexplicable.

Sano was too lazy to interfere and was about to take action when he saw a sneaky figure approaching Takagi Wataru's car. He then checked the location.

Hey, what a coincidence!

Sano watched the man with interest and placed a bag under Takagi Wataru's car.

After thinking it over, Sano did not try to stop him or arrest him on the spot.

It then found a corner, created a clone, and entered its black cat form.

Then Sano, wearing explosive gloves, silently crawled under Takagi Wataru's car, rummaged through the bag and crawled inside. Sure enough, he found the bomb, which appeared to be remotely detonated via telephone.

The decision not to use the strategy of alerting the enemy had an unexpected effect.

After a few seconds of random thoughts, Sano placed the explosive glove he was holding onto the bomb, then reached out his claws and slipped them inside the glove.

...What, cats can't wear gloves?

Can't claws be considered hands?

I have hands and I can wear a mask, so why can't I use it?

Based on the above well-reasoned arguments, Sano successfully defused the bomb.

At the same moment, Takagi Wataru returned to the car for some reason, dropped his keys under the car, bent down and looked under the car, and saw a white handbag. Sano, on the other hand, crawled into the bag.

Takagi Wataru did not see it.

However, Takagi Wataru tensed up for a moment and quickly got up and walked towards his colleagues.

"Oh no, there's something that looks weird under my car."

"what?"

The police officers, including Sato Miwako, immediately changed their expressions. Under Conan's somewhat puzzled gaze, they quickly arrived at Takagi Wataru's car and looked down.

The result was... complete emptiness.

"...Takagi, there's nothing here. Are you seeing things, or are you playing a trick on us?"

"Hey?"

Faced with his colleagues' questioning, Takagi Wataru paused for a moment, then looked down again to check. After confirming that there was nothing there, he was immediately filled with question marks: "Wait a minute, I did see a white handbag just now..."

"Is this what he meant?"

An unexpected voice interrupted the conversation.

Everyone turned to look, and a face with sparse stubble came into view.

"Kurosawa... Uncle!?"

Sano ignored Conan and simply tossed the bag in his hand to Shiratori Ninzaburo, who was closest to him.

"what is this?"

Shiratori Renzaburo asked instinctively.

"bomb."

Sano replied in this way.

"..."

Several real children simultaneously showed expressions of terror, and were about to scream and flee at any moment.

Fortunately, several police officers reacted quickly, grabbing the real children and covering their mouths, thus preventing the situation from getting out of control.

"Shh, the person who planted the bomb might still be nearby. Don't attract their attention!"

After calming the three children, Shiratori Ninzaburo looked at Sano, who was standing calmly beside him, with a headache: "I'm telling you, how can you just... touch bombs like that? What if they explode?"

As he spoke, Shiratori Ninzaburo urged Sato Miwako to call the bomb disposal team.

Sano scoffed, "If I don't touch it, do you expect me to solve it? Figure out the location of this bomb. If it weren't for me, your good colleague would already be reduced to ashes along with his beloved car."

Upon hearing this, Shiratori Ninzaburo was taken aback at first, then opened the bag and glanced inside. His expression instantly turned serious: "This was detonated remotely via telephone!"

"What!?"

Conan, Takagi, and the others standing nearby all changed their expressions, because they knew very well what remote detonation meant: it meant that the person who planted the bomb was very likely nearby, and that their unusual behavior had probably already been noticed.

This means... this bomb could explode at any moment!

Conan looked around with a gloomy expression, searching for every suspicious person.

But the people around were mostly passersby who had gathered together to watch the parade.

You can't see anything at all.

Shiratori Ninzaburo also began to consider whether he should ignore the potential dangers for now, prioritize dealing with the current dangers, put down the bomb, and then quickly evacuate the crowd while waiting for the bomb disposal team to arrive.

However, at this tense moment, Sano finally spoke.

"What's all the panic about? The bomb has been defused and can't be detonated again."

"……What???"

Conan and the others stared wide-eyed at Sano.

"Who demolished it, how did they demolish it, and when did they demolish it?"

The three questions that seemed to haunt him spurred out unconsciously, with Shiratori Renzaburo rubbing his eyes as he exclaimed, "This thing clearly doesn't look like it's been touched at all!"

"I dismantled it using my own methods, just now. If you could spot the traces, then I wouldn't need to bother with bomb disposal."

After answering the four questions, Sano once again showed a disdainful expression: "Anyone with a little brain can figure it out. If this bomb hadn't been defused, why would I have so carelessly handed it over to you?"

"No, strictly speaking, if it hadn't been dismantled, I would never have handed it over to you."

Sano rejected the latter part of the statement and added another setting.

...I always felt there was a strong sense of disgust and contempt in it.

Shiratori Ninzaburo and several other police officers blushed.

Conan, however, showed no sign of surprise and asked curiously, "Uncle Kurosawa, you can also defuse bombs? And your skills are so good. Where did you learn that? There are very few places that teach this kind of thing. And how did you know there was a bomb here, even under Officer Takagi's car?"

Sano glanced at Conan, and then... ignored him.

This left the others, who had also been opened up by Conan's question and were listening attentively, speechless.

However, unlike Conan, as police officers, Shiratori Ninzaburo and the others did not care too much about attitudes and relationships, and directly questioned them.

"Listen carefully, the suspect who planted the bomb is likely to strike again. We need your cooperation. If you really know anything, please don't hide it."

Looking at the serious-looking Shiratori Ninzaburo, Sano sneered: "What, if I don't tell you my channels, are you planning to use force against me? As expected of a Japanese policeman, you're quite domineering."

Shiratori Renzaburo choked, "That's not what I meant..."

"So what do you mean?"

"I……"

"okay!"

Miwako Sato interrupted the increasingly chaotic development, looking at Sano: "In any case, at least we can confirm that you're on our side, so let's work together to find the suspect and solve this case..."

"Don't get me wrong, Miss. Perhaps we are not exactly enemies at the moment, but to say we're on the same side makes me want to laugh."

Sano refuted Sato Miwako's words, staring coldly at her.

Their words were filled with distance, even hostility.

To be fair, Sano's guise as Kurosawa is actually a masked black mask, and logically, he should be on the side of the police, who are considered the absolute good guys.

Maintain a good relationship.

Sano had indeed thought and acted in this way in the past.

But to be honest, Sano isn't in the mood right now.

Self-righteous and acting on one's own initiative.

Sano could take the initiative to say that he is on the same side as the police, but the reverse is also true.

It just won't work.

Sano knew this was a bit unreasonable, but so what?

Faced with Sano's words, Sato Miwako and the other police officers felt somewhat embarrassed.

The existence of Kurosawa, and its unique characteristics, are not widely known within the police force.

Apart from a few high-ranking officials and those who had direct access, everyone else was unaware of the inside story.

Unfortunately, I knew several of them, including Miwako Sato.

Therefore, in addition to feeling angry, they were also somewhat frustrated and confused.