Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

After taking a deep breath, Sano smiled.

Among the many low-level equipment items in Sano's possession, the Demolition Gloves are undoubtedly the item with the highest minimum skill level. Yes, the minimum skill level, not the maximum skill level.

That's why I say that.

It was because of this equipment that Sano could easily create bombs.

Those who know this stuff will understand.

Sano has used this thing to solve problems more than once or twice.

Relying on a flawless, deceptive appearance, whether it's concealed or not is another matter.

The main reason is that it is powerful enough.

However, explosive gloves are not without their flaws.

There are only two ways to detonate it: remote control or timed detonation.

Both have their own problems.

The remote control is unified; once one is detonated, the others will all detonate as well.

Not to mention timed events, which are completely random.

This means that if Sano wants to use a bomb again after a round of explosions, he has to make one on the spot. Low-powered bombs are fine.

If the power were even slightly greater...

There's simply no way it will be in time.

Therefore, Sano's operation of the explosive gloves was greatly limited.

Especially as more and more equipment was added later on.

Sano's dependence on this thing is getting weaker and weaker, and he is using it less and less.

But things are different now.

The limitation of remote detonation alone is removed.

This made Sano's mind conjure up all sorts of... lewd, I mean, suggestive images.

It is a tactical application.

Next, Sano tried a timed bomb to see what would happen if it were stuffed into a wallet. The result was—it remained still.

That's right, the "countdown" will stop.

It explodes a few seconds before being put into the wallet, and it explodes again a few seconds after being taken out of the wallet.

This is not surprising.

Since the remote control can bypass this bug, the timer should also be able to do so.

In this way, Sano only needs to put each timed bomb into his wallet at the same time, and then he can take it out and detonate it whenever needed without snapping his fingers, which is very convenient.

Beyond this.

It doesn't necessarily have to be a bomb made with explosive gloves.

Anyway, the scope of what a dimensional wallet can hold depends only on its size, and doesn't distinguish between other things.

Bombs, guns, bullets, and various artificial weapons and equipment.

Sano can bring whatever he wants; caliber is justice!

After nodding in satisfaction, Sano rubbed his fingers together—because the time had been delayed, he could now barely manage to draw a prize again.

But this time the goods are even more accurate than last time, I feel like the next one will be crooked?

Should I become a gambling addict outright, or save up one more time, and just let it go if I lose once out of two attempts?

It's impossible for it to be crooked both times, right?

After thinking it over, Sano didn't make any rash moves. He cleaned up the traces a little.

Go home.

Chapter 455, Sano: I am the zookeeper!

It's worth mentioning that it was only at this point that Sano discovered that the phone number associated with his original identity had received two text messages from Conan that day.

One message was "Thank you," sent in the evening.

The other one was sent around noon.

The gist of it is that Ran Mouri and her father are in danger and they want Sano's help, blah blah blah.

...I didn't notice at all.

Sano scratched his head; he could roughly understand Conan's line of thinking.

It's nothing more than the same as last time, assuming that Sano called his teammates over for help or something.

of course.

Sano would never admit to such a thing.

So, just a second later, Sano replied with a question mark.

Unexpectedly, Conan on the other end was also a night owl, and immediately replied to Sano with a question mark.

...Never mind, I'll just pretend I didn't see it.

Sano turned off his phone, washed up, and went to bed.

……

Several days have passed in the blink of an eye.

These past few days, the headlines have undoubtedly been dominated by the terms "Sano's Black Cat Vest" and "Tsuchimon Kanghui".

The background of Sano's Black Cat Vest.

It was also thoroughly investigated by many people, leading to missions on the professional assassin platform specifically requesting the alias Sano Kuroneko, as well as greetings in the private chat channel.

It rises in a straight line.

Of course, Sano ignored all of this.

Firstly, I'm not interested, and secondly, I can't keep up with it.

Unlike the Armed Detective Agency, here Sano handles all the affairs, big and small, all by himself.

Doing everything personally is a minor matter.

I'm afraid there will be too many things to handle.

...Well, actually it's just that Sano is afraid of trouble and lazy.

Therefore, a unified approach was adopted—treat everyone equally and act aloof.

Therefore, even though there were several of them, Sano felt that some of them looked familiar.

Sano still hasn't replied.

such as.

Vodka.

That's right, Vodka sent a private message to Sano's Black Cat Vest.

However, the content of that mission clearly looks like just a gimmick.

It's highly likely that this is Gin's idea; he wants to see if he can recruit Sano into the factory.

Of course.

It's also possible that Gin didn't develop a sense of appreciation for Gin's talent after learning about what happened that day.

Instead, the organization wanted to find out whether Sano was a cat demon.

If so, then "open" and take a look; if not, then continue reading.

Let's see if there's anything fishy going on with Sano.

In other private chats, there must have been some people with similar motives as well.

Sano couldn't tell them apart, nor could he possibly do so one by one.

As for the "invitation letter"...

Sano never intended to actually go looking for anything on his own.

If you're willing, the other person will naturally come to you; if not, they will.

Tokyo is so small, it's only a matter of time before we run into each other.

Take your time, there's no need to rush.

Anyway, it happened... but it wasn't a big deal.

Sano simply wanted to have some idea of ​​what was going on.

However, the professional killer platform is ultimately a problem.

Sano originally thought that once he gained fame, he would be able to get more tasks on the platform.

That way, if Sano needs anything in the future, he won't have to spend his own money.

There are more tasks now, but it's less about the platform having more tasks.

It's more accurate to say that Sano had more tasks.

This is like how we used to have to spend money to buy food to fill our stomachs, but now there's food filling an entire room, and once you finish one serving, there's a high probability that another one will be generated out of thin air, making it a renewable resource. This seems wonderful, but if we don't deal with all this food in a short time...

Then all that food will just go to waste.

Not only is it wasteful, it will also smell bad.

This means that no new food will appear afterward.

Sano had two ideas to solve this problem.

First, change the "environment" so that everyone can eat together.