Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

In the few seconds of stunned silence, Sano had already instinctively formed a thought.

Because this new identity's life journey is simply too short.

In addition, there's the unique timing and the fact that the operation just ended.

Why did the other party thank Sano?

It appears exceptionally clear.

So, does this guy have a grudge against that bomber?

Sano didn't really want to think about it.

In this life, who doesn't have some enemies?

What's more, he's a demolition expert, so he must have even more and deeper enemies.

But what Sano knew was that in the three... or perhaps two, explosions, all the dead were police officers.

Then I thought of Amuro Tooru's rat character design.

A wonderful idea was born.

The organization's undercover agents come in many forms.

Excluding those who are just harboring their own selfish motives or are traitors.

The rest were basically planted by other forces.

These forces vary in size and are either positive or negative, but the key point lies in the latter.

Positive and negative.

Amuro Tooru is undoubtedly the right one.

It's hard to say exactly which one is positive.

After all, there are simply too many intelligence organizations around the world.

Of course, the most famous of them all is the FBI, where Shuichi Akai works.

Originally, Sano thought that even if Amuro Tooru wasn't from the FBI, he would at least be from a foreign organization, especially an intelligence organization from a Western country... because this guy was mixed-race, so he subconsciously thought that way.

But looking at it now, it seems that's not the case.

Yes, Shuichi Akai has an Eastern appearance and is a member of a Western intelligence organization.

Amuro Tooru has a Western appearance and is a member of an Eastern intelligence organization.

That makes perfect sense.

Of course, it's still hard to say whether that's true or not.

Of course, Sano's intuition told him that he was 99% sure.

Otherwise, Sano would find it really hard to understand such an old fox.

How could they reveal such a huge flaw at a time like this?

With a slight smirk of interest, Sano took out his phone, but after a moment's thought, he put it back in his pocket.

Don't rush it; these things can't be rushed.

Intelligence is often reciprocal.

Just like the "information" that Gin gave to Amuro Tooru, it was actually a trap.

Logically speaking, Amuro Tooru shouldn't and couldn't possibly have set such a trap for the black cat.

It's always better to be careful.

In addition, Sano is indeed not in a hurry.

So what if we know which side Amuro Tooru is an undercover agent on?

Firstly, evidence is not easy to find, and secondly, even if you find evidence, there is no point in submitting it.

what?

Rooting out a corrupt official at the cadre level is a very high achievement?

...Do you really think Sano is a newcomer to the organization?

Unless Sano can find evidence that Gin is an undercover agent, it doesn't make much difference whether he has those achievements or not, even if they are just bonuses.

It's not necessarily true that it will be more than the meager salary that Amuro Tooru receives each month.

As for why it's meaningless, there's no need to investigate further.

Besides being a precaution that might come in handy later, the main reason is...

Sano himself wanted to know.

Overall, today was a good day.

She raised her hand and touched the small gold hair clip on her head that almost blended into her blonde hair.

Sano first changed his alias to confirm that Amuro Tooru had indeed left.

Then they changed the hair clip, and a pair of black cat ears appeared on their heads.

Then, his entire body shrank instantly, turning into a black shadow that moved swiftly.

……

Several days passed in the blink of an eye.

Through his self-directed and self-acted performance, Sano's assassin mission was over. In addition, he intentionally spread the name of the assassin Black Cat, hoping to attract some clients so that he wouldn't have to pay out of his own pocket to share the profits with the platform.

But the time was ultimately too short.

In particular, most people do not have a sufficient understanding of professional killers.

Therefore, there are subsequent supplementary tasks.

It was all done with Sano's own money.

Of course, in terms of cost-effectiveness, there is still a significant difference in the value of the two currencies.

From a practical standpoint, Sano didn't lose out; in fact, he made a huge profit.

And of course, from Sano's personal perspective... he didn't earn anything he should have earned.

That means you've lost money.

"Dudu-"

Suddenly, my phone vibrated. I opened it and saw a message from the fake loli.

"I accidentally made too much dinner, do you want some?"

The image that followed made Sano, who hadn't intended to pay attention to it, pause.

After staring at the picture of fried shrimp, fried chicken, and other delicacies filling a lunchbox for a few seconds, Sano shifted his gaze to the instant noodles in front of him and quickly replied a few seconds later.

"Should I go get it?"

"No need, I'll deliver it to you. Are you home?"

"exist."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

After closing his phone, Sano stroked his chin and said that he definitely wouldn't believe the fake loli who had simply cooked too much food, even if she really had.

That wouldn't have been the idea to give it to Sano.

They even made a special trip to deliver it.

The relationship between the two was not bad, but it wasn't that good either.

Hmm, I have a feeling there's a conspiracy going on.

However, the relationship between the two shouldn't be so bad that they would "kill each other." So what is their purpose?

Forget it.

As long as there's no poison in the food, it's fine.

Sano stopped thinking about it and started typing away on his computer.

A moment later, there was a knock on the door. I turned off the computer and opened the door to take a look.

It was Ai Haibara carrying a lunchbox.

Thanks.

Sano took the lunchbox from Ai Haibara.

Before Ai Haibara could speak, the door slammed shut again, nearly hitting her nose as she was about to enter. She uttered a question mark as veins bulged on her forehead.

"Hey, you're really going too far! At least invite me in for a seat!"

The fake little girl frantically banged on the door.

A few seconds later, the door opened a crack, revealing Sano's eyes.

"Just deliver food, why come inside? A man and a woman alone together, what if rumors start? I might never be able to marry... no, I might never be able to find a wife."

Ai Haibara's lips twitched: "Please, can you be serious for once?"

"Alright, let's get down to business."

Sano opened a small gap and stuck a piece of chicken out with his chopsticks.

Ai Haibara stared at the chicken nuggets for a few seconds: "...I didn't poison them."

Sano didn't say anything, but just raised the chicken piece. Seeing this, Ai Haibara couldn't help but take a deep breath before standing on tiptoe and biting the chicken piece into her mouth.

Hmm, it seems there really wasn't any poison.

Sano nodded, put away his chopsticks, and was about to close the door again.

This time, however, the fake little girl was prepared and clung to the crack in the door.

The two glared at each other through the crack in the door, one above the other.

Although Sano undoubtedly had the upper hand in terms of strength, the fake loli had stuffed her hands and feet into the crack in the door, and he couldn't possibly break them off. Of course, if he wanted to, he could push her out.