Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

"It's been so long since I've experienced the feeling of staying up all night..."

After getting up and stretching, Sano shut down his computer, found the Black Reaper's Armed Detective Agency, and paid for Tsuchimon Yasuharu's schedule for the day out out of his own pocket.

But just as Sano was about to take action...

A text message from Gin disrupted Sano's original plans.

There's nothing particularly special about it.

They sent Sano over, saying he had a mission.

...But this morning, I received a text message asking me to do a task.

Is this your first time?

Something's not right.

Is this a high-level mission?

Sano immediately thought of Tsuchimon Yasuhiro.

Chapter 447, Page 446: Sano: Let's get our marriage certificate together another day.

Behind every coincidence lies an inevitability.

Could it be that...?

Sano quickly called Gin.

Then, Sano got into Gin's car in an underground parking lot.

Surprisingly, besides Gin and his duo, there was a third person in the car.

Vermouth.

"Hey, isn't this my sister Bei? I haven't seen you for a few days, and your complexion is getting better and better."

Sano fiddled with Vermouth's large hat, lowered his head, and asked knowingly, "Why are you wearing such a big hat when the sun isn't even out today? Doesn't it hide all your beauty?"

Vermouth quickly grabbed her hat.

Seeing Sano only fueled his already unpleasant mood, causing him to explode with anger.

Fortunately, Gin spoke up, stopping the situation from escalating further.

"Alright, I asked you to come here to do a task, not to argue with your colleagues."

Sano shrugged and leaned back: "So, what kind of mission is it?"

"Don't rush, the intelligence hasn't arrived yet, we'll have to wait a while."

Gin lit a cigarette and said.

"Oh."

Sano nodded, not in a hurry.

After about an hour, Sano became impatient and finally complained to Gin, "I'm not saying this to be mean, but Gin-sama, you didn't even have the information yet before you texted me to come over. I'm just waiting here like this. Isn't that a little unfair?"

Gin was also getting impatient; after all, as a workaholic, his time was very precious.

Every single second wasted is part of the mission, and it's part of the organization's operating funds!

Even the reimbursement costs for Sano's car have to be earned back by Gin!

"I never intended for you to come at that time."

Gin glanced at Sano: "After all, nighttime is your time to be active. Who knew you would get up so early, so I just let you come over."

Sano: "..."

Why does that sound so contemptuous?

Is Gin implying that he's lazy?

Before Sano could speak again, Gin, who had no intention of wasting words with him, made a phone call, but unfortunately, it was rejected.

"What on earth is Kiel up to?"

Just as Vermouth, equally impatient, was about to grumble, Gin had already put down his phone, started the car, and then another car drove up. As it passed in front of Sano's car, the Porsche pulled out.

The two cars were driving side by side.

Finally, it stopped in another parking space.

"What's going on, Kiel? If I remember correctly, we had a meeting time."

Before Gin stopped his car, he had already pointed his pistol at the driver's seat of another car through the door, and asked in a cold voice, "It should be ten o'clock, right?"

"Sorry, Gin, it seems like someone is following me, so I took a longer route."

The voice that answered was female, and just listening to it gave one a very aloof feeling.

Sano, who had been feeling bored, suddenly became interested.

After straightening up and peering out through the open window of another car, Sano saw a young woman who looked to be in her early twenties, with her long black hair tied back and only a few curls framing her forehead.

It's not just about voice, appearance, and facial features, but also about temperament.

They all exude a cool and aloof feel.

Sano paused for a moment, then his eyes lit up instantly. Without hesitation, he squeezed through the gap between the front seats and stuck out most of his body.

Finally, he pressed down on Gin's body and clung to the car window.

"Hi, Sister Gil, hello! I'm Rye, nineteen years old, single, Aquarius. I smoke but don't drink, I don't gamble or visit prostitutes, and I don't have any bad habits. I usually like to stay at home reading novels, playing games, and watching dramas. If you don't have parents and can't swim, I'll definitely save you first if you fall into the water. I don't like children because I find them troublesome, so it's perfectly fine if you don't want to have children. Of course, if you want to have children, I can accept it and will be responsible for taking care of them..."

Listen to Sano's little mouth chatter away like a machine gun, completing a perfect self-introduction from all angles in just two or three seconds.

For a moment, Gin and the others felt as if their brains had crashed.

...What is this thing doing??

Even though she had only heard of Rye's name but never seen him in person, Mizunashi Rena was immediately stunned—so this guy is Rye?

I've finally met the real person.

But this thing does look a little like the rumors...

Not quite the same?

What happened to the cold-blooded, ruthless, and merciless killer?

"squeak--"

Another car stopped, flanking Rena Mizunashi's car on the other side, with Chianti driving.

"Kiel, wait a moment..."

After rolling down the car window, before Chianti could finish speaking, she saw Sano clinging to Gin's car window through Rena Mizunashi's open window.

A question mark slowly appeared.

What a bizarre and outrageous scene this is?

"What are you doing?"

"This is a marriage proposal, don't interrupt."

Sano casually replied to Chianti, then rested his chin on his hand and asked Rena Mizunashi, "So, Kir-neechan, are you married now?"

"……No."

Rena Mizunashi hesitated for a few seconds before answering Sano's question first.

Unfortunately, before Sano could continue, Gin had already pushed him back in a fit of rage.

"This is a mission period, so keep your romance to yourself!"

As he spoke, Gin glared at Sano, then looked at Rena Mizunashi with a scrutinizing gaze—is this girl pretty?

I don't feel anything.

Does Sano like this kind of thing?

Chianti, on the other end, came to her senses—both Sano's behavior and Gin's cold tone told her the truth of the matter.

Rye wanted to seduce Kiel.

But Gin stopped him.

Hmm, there seems to be a lot of information here, I need to catch my breath.

Gin, oblivious to Chianti's ulterior motives, continued with the original topic.

"Do you know who's following you?"

Rena Mizunashi also snapped out of her thoughts and shook her head, saying, "I don't know."

"Are you sure there won't be any problems?"

"Don't worry, it seems I was just overthinking it... So, can you put the gun away now?"

Gin sneered and put the pistol back in his pocket.

"Where are the things?"

"Here."

Rena Mizunashi threw a document into Gin's car.

Gin then tossed the file to Sano: "Go ahead, just contact Calvados. He's your teammate on this mission... If you hadn't been replying to messages and were really sleeping, he should have come and get it."

Sano took the document and paused for a moment.

"What, this mission is just me and Calvados going?"

"Isn't that enough?"

Gin raised an eyebrow and said, "If it weren't for the rules, I think you could go by yourself."

Sano pointed out a row of dots. He originally thought that the mission he was going to participate in was a super high-level mission that at least five executives from Gin's side would participate in, even excluding Kir and himself. If that was the case, then Tsuchimon Koki would barely qualify for that level.

And it turns out I was actually excluded?

"So, what mission are you going to undertake?"