Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Until I felt that I had released most of my anger.

Sano then stopped torturing the black dragon.

Turning around, Ran Mouri had regained most of her mobility.

He was staring blankly at Sano.

Did you call an ambulance?

"Hey?"

Ran Mouri was stunned for a moment, then quickly reached for her phone.

"This, this is called..."

Sano didn't linger there. He left alone, switched his disguise when no one was around, and entered his black cat form, until he arrived near his home.

Only then did he switch back to his original disguise.

...The night passed.

Sano saw Ran Mouri and the little girl downstairs again.

The two are practicing karate.

After talking, Sano learned that Huang Mao and Xiao Pang were still in the hospital.

The black dragon was also sent there.

However, in comparison, even if you combine the two of Huang Mao and Xiao Pang together...

It's unlikely that the hospital stay will be as long as that of Heilong.

At the same time, Sano also learned what exactly happened yesterday.

It was nothing more than the three of them going out for dinner together after Sano left.

As it turns out, the black dragon probably set its sights on the blond-haired second-in-command... Of course, it could also be a simple coincidence, but in any case, Ran Mouri was affected as a result.

Then the fight began, and Sano ran into... just as he had imagined.

One of the more fortunate things.

It's probably because the little girl didn't go out for dinner with the three of them last night.

Otherwise, even if this little girl wasn't affected by what happened last night, not every "child" would be affected.

They all possess the same strong mental fortitude as Little Fatty.

...No, this little girl seems to be quite capable too.

I was almost kidnapped and murdered, and I've seen corpses, and more than once.

After thinking for a moment, Sano took out a cell phone and tossed it to the little girl: "This was a free gift when I topped up my phone credit a while ago. The SIM card has already been issued, so there's no need to pay any fees. My number has also been saved. If you run into any trouble in the future, you can call me... You know how to use a cell phone, right?"

The little girl hurriedly took the phone, and after a long pause, she nodded to indicate that she knew how to use it.

"But……"

Ran Mouri noticed the little girl's hesitation and patted her head with a smile.

"Alright, it's a free gift with a phone top-up, so just take it. Besides, this uncle, although he likes to take advantage of small things, is actually quite rich!"

Sano raised an eyebrow: "Hey, hey, hey, isn't the part about 'loving to take advantage of others' redundant?"

Chapter 434, 433, Laxative? I only have poison.

"hey-hey."

Ran Mouri smiled shyly.

"But are your injuries alright?"

Sano asked.

"Oh, they're just minor injuries. A little medicine will do the trick. It's nothing serious."

Ran Mouri said with a smile.

After chatting for a while...

Sano's gaze fell on the door of the house where Amuro Tooru lived.

anyway.

It seems like it's been quite a while since I've seen my boss.

Has she stopped having any doubts about herself and moved away?

Sano stroked his chin, but didn't think much of it.

Several days passed in the blink of an eye, and Sano had a few days of leisure.

But holidays eventually come to an end.

So, Sano received a text message from Gin and came to the cocktail bar.

Here, Sano saw the Gin duo, the sniper duo, and Vermouth and her sycophants, the Calvados duo.

There were six people in total.

...This scene looks strangely familiar.

"What, is there some important mission to undertake?"

Sano casually sat down, and Vermouth happened to be right next to him.

Vermouth's eye twitched.

Silently, he shifted his bottom on the stool towards Chianti on the other side.

...to reason with each other.

Vermouth felt that their current relationship was somewhat awkward.

Although everyone appears peaceful on the surface, they are constantly harboring their own ulterior motives.

But at least there's still some surface, isn't there?

What now?

It's like the face has been torn apart, but it also seems like it hasn't.

But if you say it wasn't torn, Vermouth is really annoyed.

I can't fight back, and I can't win either. It's so frustrating.

I just don't know what this guy is thinking... Trying to figure out the thought process of a mentally ill person is really too much for a normal person like me.

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"Nothing serious, just a day off for everyone to get together."

Vodka answered Sano's question.

Isn't that just... team building?

Sano was slightly speechless and immediately lost interest.

No matter what world, place, or time.

Company team-building activities are always something that people feel repulsed by.

After regaining his composure, Sano finally looked at Vermouth.

He had noticed the old hag's furtive glances at Sano long ago.

The events of that night will most likely not have any impact on Sano.

Because of Vermouth's petty schemes, she didn't dare report anything to the organization.

As for whether it will have any impact on Vermouth.

At least according to what Sano had heard, although it was hard to say whether the old hag's previous "mission" was directly arranged by the person above, she did seem to have been severely criticized and had become much more docile recently.

I just don't know if there has been any specific punishment.

"What are you looking at? I know I'm handsome, but I can still accept a relationship between an older woman and a younger man. Your relationship with a grandma is a bit exaggerated. And to be honest, your face doesn't really fit my aesthetic. You should probably give up on that idea."

Vermouth's eye twitched again, and she finally couldn't help but retort, "Pah, handsome? Who the hell would want you? And what the hell is Sun Nailian? Don't you think that's incredibly rude to a lady?!"

"Lady?"

Sano looked around: "Where?"

"Holy shit..."

Gin glanced at Sano and the other two.

Gin didn't really know much about the Vermouth mission.

All I know is that we failed.

Then Vermouth was severely criticized, and her actions were no longer as free as before.

However, Gin didn't seem to care much about this.

What bothered Gin even more was the incident a while ago when some unknown person disguised himself as him and almost managed to steal his vodka underwear.

According to Vodka's report after he turned back.

That person is very likely Vermouth.

But Gin has no evidence.

Furthermore, Sano chased after that guy until he disappeared.

Although Sano's subsequent report stated that he had lost track of the other party, Gin's intuition told him otherwise.

Can anyone targeted by this guy really escape?

If Sano lied, if that guy really is Vermouth.

So, are these two guys plotting something in private?

Gin twirled the glass in his hand, his eyes unfathomable.