Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

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Gin breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that this kind of setup was on a completely different level from Vermouth's disguise technique.

Disguise requires human skin masks.

The human skin mask can be easily torn off.

If you're not suspected, that's fine, but once you are, all you have to do is touch your face.

Those who are disguised will be exposed.

But Sano is different.

Even if someone suspects him, even if someone grabs his face, Sano will still not expose himself.

...It's practically the best tool for intelligence agents.

Unfortunately, before Gin could even open his mouth, Sano continued, "But Gin-sama, don't overthink it. My disguise technique is indeed more advanced than those guys', but yin and yang are balanced, and there are good and bad aspects to it."

"Although I don't need a human skin mask to change faces, I also can't change other people's faces. In addition, each of my faces is very troublesome to make."

Sano lit another cigarette: "So even though I've been practicing for over ten years, the number of faces I can change to, including my original face, is only a little over two."

...So that's how it is.

Gin nodded thoughtfully.

That... is somewhat reasonable.

Normally, even if Gin didn't know about Sano's unique ability to disguise himself, it would be understandable.

He was, after all, a master of disguise.

But Gin had unconsciously and instinctively ignored this point.

Ultimately.

Sano's disguise skills were not demonstrated enough.

Now, everything makes sense.

However, Gin did not underestimate Sano's special disguise skills because of this.

It's still strong.

It's just not as strong as the initial reaction.

Gin didn't expect Sano to selflessly hand over this terrifying disguise technique, which was like a superpower, to the organization, or even personally teach others.

Let's set aside whether it's even possible to teach it.

The biggest question is whether or not it can be taught.

Before Sano appeared, why was Vermouth's disguise technique unique to the entire organization?

Aside from the fact that this old woman was keeping secrets, isn't it just that no one else could learn it at all?

Sano's disguise skills are superior, and Gin doesn't think they're any easier to learn.

There are some things you just can't learn, and there's nothing you can do about it.

If everyone was willing to teach you everything and knew how to learn, then the organization would probably already be full of all-around, all-around warriors.

In addition, they also possess unparalleled scientific research and technology.

"But what did you mean by 'two...multiple faces'?"

"So it means the third face is under development."

"If I give you a specific goal right now, can the third face become like that?"

Sano could roughly understand Gin's little scheme. He shook his head, then smirked, propping his chin up with one hand and staring at Gin, saying, "If we could change things halfway through..."

Gin raised an eyebrow.

"If you're not afraid of dying, you can give it a try."

Sano shrugged: "Alright, everything's been explained, I'll be going now. Oh, by the way, Gin-sama, remember to get reimbursed later."

Watching Sano wave goodbye and leave.

After finishing his drink, Gin got up and went downstairs.

Gin stopped in his tracks when he arrived at his Porsche 356A.

Gin didn't get into the car immediately, but instead asked Vodka, "Did Rye come near the car?"

"what?"

Vodka, who was left waiting in the car, looked completely bewildered.

"No, nothing's wrong, what's wrong?"

Gin frowned and pondered for a few seconds before letting Vodka get out of the car. Then, he conducted a thorough, 360-degree inspection of his vehicle.

They even opened the hood, both inside and outside the car, under the car, on the roof, and even the engine compartment.

It was as if they wished they could disassemble the car into all its parts and then reassemble it.

Vodka, standing next to him, looked completely bewildered.

What's wrong with my older brother?

Was he traumatized because he was hung on the rooftop?

...To be honest, let alone the fact that Gin has already agreed to reimburse Sano for the car.

Even if they didn't agree.

Gin didn't really think that Sano would blow up his car.

Just because they won't blow up cars doesn't mean they won't leave bombs.

If I absolutely have to say something...

It might be like Vermouth's occasional reckless actions.

Of course, in that woman's mouth, it was a prank, or at least sounded nice.

It was just a joke.

What is a joke?

To the average person, a joke is one that makes both parties laugh.

But for someone like Vermouth...

As long as it doesn't cause any serious practical consequences, it's all just a joke.

For example, Vermouth once poisoned Gin.

And what's in the glass is most likely not the kind of laxative you're just messing around with.

Vermouth felt that, given Gin's personality and abilities...

They'll definitely be able to detect the poison in the glass, so it's not a big problem.

So now the question is...

In Sano's eyes, could Gin be the kind of person who could easily handle even a bomb planted in a car without any problems?

To put it more nicely.

Does Sano trust Gin's abilities?

Gin didn't know the answer.

Originally, Gin hadn't made that connection with Sano—unintentional loss of control and intentional pranks are two different things.

But consider what Sano did to Vermouth that day.

And Sano's inexplicable quirk of liking to imitate people.

It's not entirely impossible that this kid was influenced by Vermouth and developed such an unpleasant habit.

Just to be on the safe side.

Gin still felt he should be careful.

……

"Aiya—Chidori!!!"

The little girl in the karate uniform stared wide-eyed, her face full of murderous intent. She lowered her body, her right hand gripping her left wrist, her left hand's five fingers bent into a claw, as if she were holding an invisible, intangible energy, while making a voiceover.

"Squeak squeak squeak—"

"Look at me!"

Ran Mouri leaped backward, her right hand also curling into a claw: "Rasengan!"

"Sassy!"

"Naruto!"

The two, one big and one small, rushed towards each other and collided.

"I won."

The little girl grabbed Ran Mouri's...chest with a cold expression.

"what!"

Ran Mouri rolled her eyes and fell to the ground.

"Clap clap clap."

Applause came from upstairs. Ran Mouri looked up and saw Sano holding his phone to the two of them.