Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Ai Haibara fell silent.

"...But Sonoko-neechan, why did you suddenly decide to change your look?"

After getting into the car, Conan asked curiously, "Still the same style?"

"Ugh, this isn't a good photo from the Petronas Towers last time."

Sonoko Suzuki laughed and said, "I just wanted to change my image. As for why I chose this style, it's mainly because my senior suggested that I take off my headband and change my hairstyle. Then I happened to see this kid's brown waves, so I just used them as a reference, haha."

"So that's how it is..."

The real loli Ayumi secretly glanced at Conan and pinched her smooth, short hair.

Or should I get a brown wavy perm myself?

……

Soon, the group arrived at the Twin Towers.

As expected, the guests attending the banquet were all "successful people".

Various designer suits, formal wear, and accessories.

The table was set with food and drinks that looked outrageously expensive.

"Ah, we should have brought that little girl along too, what a pity."

When Ran Mouri saw the things on the table, she slapped her forehead, her face full of annoyance.

Sano replied nonchalantly, "Her name isn't on the guest list. Are you suggesting your dad shamelessly go to Tokiwa Mio again?"

"...Yes, we should have let her come along back then."

Ran Mouri sighed, which puzzled Conan, who was standing next to her.

Sano was also somewhat surprised.

I never expected the relationship between this master and his student to develop so quickly.

However, Sano didn't want the little girl to come here. Originally, he just didn't want her to come into contact with this so-called upper class too early, lest she grow up crooked.

Later, when he encountered that camera that would last for the next ten years, Sano thought he should bring the little girl over to play with it, but now things are different.

These twin towers will undoubtedly be struck by death today.

It's hard to say exactly what the situation is.

Bringing that little girl along would definitely not be a wise decision.

Otherwise, if Sano really wants to get something for free...

What does Kogoro Mouri's face have to do with Sano?

If Sano, as a guest, insists on bringing a young girl in, Tokiwa Mio, unless she's not afraid of losing face, will definitely make allowance.

After watching Tokiwa Mio take the microphone and give a boring speech.

I'm planning to play another little game.

Well, the prize is a mini-game featuring a red sports car that's on the display stand next to us.

...Damn, those rich people.

"Everyone has probably played this game before, it's about counting to thirty."

"Guests who wish to participate in this game, please leave your watches, mobile phones, and other valuables with the staff. After the game, we will present each guest with a gem of equal value to their watch."

They even gave away gemstones?

They're really rich and powerful.

I should have brought the watch I received earlier as well.

It's worth some money, at least.

Sano was puzzled, but then he noticed that Sonoko Suzuki didn't seem interested in the game.

After a sudden inspiration, Sano curled the corners of his mouth into a smile.

"Hey, Sonoko, do you wear a watch? How much is it worth?"

"what?"

Sonoko Suzuki raised her wrist, somewhat bewildered: "I wore it, but it's a troublesome thing I prepared specifically for this kind of occasion. I'm not too sure about the exact price, but it probably won't be cheap, at least a few thousand..."

Sonoko Suzuki paused, staring wide-eyed at Sano: "Senpai, you don't mean to..."

"Cough cough."

Sano put a finger to his lips: "Can I borrow it?"

Sonoko Suzuki was silent for a few seconds, then with a lewd smile, she took off her watch and handed it to Sano: "Hehehe, senpai, I understand. What I like most is this kind of swindling and deception. Here, you can borrow it!"

Ai Haibara, standing next to him, had a deadpan expression.

There are two things that left Ai Haibara speechless.

Firstly, the two were in cahoots; secondly...

Could you please stop using a face that looks so much like your real self and giving that lewd smile?

It's really disgusting!

In short, Sano thus lured in a gem that was guaranteed to cost at least eight figures.

As for the strange look and expression on the faces of the staff at the Twin Towers when they saw Sano throw a women's watch into the box...

Sano said it wasn't a big problem.

Who says men can't wear women's watches?

Furthermore—what gives the other party the right to assume that you are male?

Seeing that Sano did not react.

The staff member didn't say much.

Then there's that 30-second game.

Actually, this thing is very simple, not as complicated as Sano thought.

It's about relying on your own intuition to count to thirty and then pressing the timer.

If it's exactly thirty seconds, then you win.

Of course, if no one hits the 30-second mark, then the person with the smallest difference wins.

If two or more people both hit the target for thirty seconds, or if the difference in time is the same, then the final winner will be determined by rock-paper-scissors.

This game couldn't be easier for Sano.

Let's set aside the question of how precise Sano's control over time will be, given his agile nature.

Even if it's just in case.

Erhei had already quietly used spider silk to climb up to the ceiling.

Sano watched the time.

I'm sorry, but I'll keep this sports car for now.

Sano, full of fighting spirit and confidence, gripped the timer with victory in his grasp.

"Alright, let the game begin!"

A group of players immediately closed their eyes and began the countdown.

"Good luck, senior!"

Sonoko Suzuki made a megaphone gesture with both hands to cheer on Sano, but this drew disapproving looks from those around her, partly because it seemed a bit rude.

Secondly, the players' rhythm was disrupted by Sonoko Suzuki's shout.

"I'm sorry I'm sorry."

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Sonoko Suzuki apologized with a grin, but secretly she was laughing to herself.

This would increase Sano's chances of winning.

Sonoko Suzuki wasn't afraid of disrupting Sano's rhythm because she trusted him.

The chaotic situation won't affect Sano, it will only affect others.

This greatly reduces the chances of someone and Sano winning at the same time and entering a more luck-based overtime period, which is entirely beneficial.

Sonoko Suzuki knew that doing it this way was a little bit like cheating.

Ultimately, everyone has been "affected," haven't they?

However, Sano is able to isolate himself from this influence, so fairness remains fairness.

...Who told Sano to look like he was determined to get that sports car?

Make sense.

Sonoko Suzuki didn't care about such a sports car.

If she wanted, Sonoko Suzuki could even give one to Sano.

However, considering the influence of many factors, Sonoko Suzuki will definitely not send it.

Therefore, lending a hand is a second-best option?

Time ticked by, and at exactly thirty seconds, Sano pressed the timer and raised his little blue flag.

"Congratulations to this gentleman for winning the game and taking home this prize sports car!"

Sano walked onto the stage, glanced at the mountain bike set that Tokiwa Mio had prepared for the loser of the overtime round, then glanced at the bright red sports car on the other side, and secretly gave Suzuki Sonoko a thumbs up.

Sonoko Suzuki smiled knowingly and returned a thumbs-up—if Sano didn't have that ability, then no matter how much she helped, it wouldn't have mattered.

It might even have the opposite effect.

To be more precise...