Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

"……Thanks."

Ran Mouri subconsciously thanked Sano.

"W-What's going on!?"

Conan and Kogoro Mouri finally realized what was happening and exclaimed in surprise.

Sano controlled the clone of the black cat vest to retract its leg and turn to face the original body.

...To be honest, Sano didn't really like the feeling of the original and the copy being together, let alone face to face and look directly at each other, because it felt very strange.

This is a completely different feeling from looking directly at yourself in the mirror.

Sano couldn't explain it either.

I just really hate it.

Even under these circumstances, Sano still did it subconsciously.

Because from the perspective of "both sides", they instinctively focus on the leader.

That's the normal reaction... or rather, Sano got a little too into character.

Of course, it's also possible that it's not acting out, but simply a purely instinctive reaction.

all in all.

From other people's perspectives, the two stared at each other for a good three or four seconds.

Chapter 460, Conan: My true identity is... Kamen Rider!

This gave Conan enough time to realize the identity of the intruder.

"...Killer Black Cat!"

Kogoro Mouri was also startled by Conan's tense voice.

"So you're that assassin Black Cat...you're in cahoots with Silver Fox!?"

Upon hearing the instruction, Ran Mouri quickly adjusted her stance.

As Kogoro Mouri's daughter, Ran Mouri, following in her father's footsteps, also has access to a lot of internal police intelligence, such as the blatant killing of a prospective politician on Touya Bridge a few days ago.

monster.

He was actually an assassin.

Its code name is Black Cat.

This is a rookie assassin with very little intelligence, appearing and disappearing without a trace.

One thing is clear—this person is extremely dangerous, absolutely dangerous.

...But if it's a superhero like Kurosawa and a karate expert like Ran Mouri teaming up, even if it's Black Cat...

It should only be subject to the execution of justice, right?

The seriousness on Conan's face gradually turned into confidence.

Thinking about the person in front of me, there's a possibility that he's connected to that organization.

Conan's face lit up with excitement again.

Perfect, absolutely perfect! He's just walking into the line of fire!

However, before Conan could even feel overjoyed, he began cheering on the two below.

Sano then grabbed Ran Mouri by the back of her collar, who was poised to pounce.

Ran Mouri instinctively leaned forward with force, and was immediately made to cough twice by the tightness.

Turning around, a bewildered Ran Mouri typed a question mark.

"What's wrong, Mr. Kurosawa?"

"Don't move around, or you might lose your life."

Hearing Sano's words, Ran Mouri hesitated and looked at the black cat: "What, is it that this person is so dangerous that even you, Mr. Kurosawa, are not confident you can take him down?"

"Take it down?"

Sano chuckled: "It's good enough that I managed to save your lives, let alone take you down."

Ran Mouri was taken aback: "Mr. Kurosawa, you know him?"

"We wouldn't call ourselves acquaintances, we've only met twice."

Sano continued to hold onto Ran Mouri's collar, refusing to let go: "If it weren't for you guys being a burden, we could give it a try, but since we do have you, it's better to be safe... You probably don't want your dad and that bespectacled brat to get kicked in two, do you?"

Sano had anticipated this development.

Just in case, the clones were naturally thrown out early on.

It's best to avoid conflict if possible.

It's really annoying to argue with yourself, especially since there are always reasonable reasons for it.

If all else fails, then let these "outsiders" handle it.

Let's experience for ourselves whether what Sano said is true or false.

"...Then it's definitely better to play it safe."

Ran Mouri, as Sano had hoped, took this step according to his plan.

In the few seconds that Sano and Ran Mouri were exchanging words...

Meanwhile, the black cat grabbed the silver fox by the collar as it tried to sneak away.

The situations on both sides are remarkably similar.

Did I let you leave?

Sano glanced at him coldly, causing Silver Fox to break out in a cold sweat—it was the rookie killer, Black Cat.

Silver Fox recognized it naturally.

In just a short time since his debut, his fame has already surpassed that of Silver Fox.

Out of curiosity and to gather information, Silver Fox investigated everything related to Black Cat.

Compared to that recent big headline.

What Silver Fox was even more concerned about was a piece of intelligence from within the professional assassin circle.

That means Black Cat's account and Spider's account are linked.

To put it simply, these two people are currently in a team-up situation.

That was a long time ago.

A rookie assassin teams up with the world's top assassins.

This is undoubtedly an outrageous thing.

Of course, none of that matters; what matters is this dangerous individual.

Why did it appear here?

Save yourself?

Ha, Silver Fox doesn't think he deserves that honor.

Then they can only be here to kill me.

Whether they want to use the name "Silver Fox" to jump a few centimeters higher or not.

Or perhaps he received a request from the bearded man just in case.

Silver Fox felt that her situation was somewhat dangerous.

That's when they decided to make a quick getaway... even though fate had them by the scruff of their necks.

Until this point.

Sano made an unexpected discovery.

Silver Fox already had two gunshot wounds.

One is at the back of the shoulder, and the other is at the thigh.

They have a good eye for choosing locations.

No wonder Silver Fox performed so poorly... even though he fell for such a trap.

This guy was bad enough to begin with.

Sano glanced at himself again, almost instinctively.

Both men in vests were dressed in suits, and their appearance and mannerisms exuded the maturity of adults. Each of them was holding the collar of the other person next to them, just like... walking their own dogs.

The situation was under control, and another two seconds passed.

It was as if an unspoken understanding had been reached, a consensus had been reached.

The black cat, disguised as a human, was about to leave with the silver fox, while the black fox disguised as a human remained motionless.

Seeing this, Conan on the other end became anxious.

Why isn't it reacting at all?

No, we absolutely cannot let this guy leave!

Conan's expression turned serious; it seemed he would have to be the one to fire the first shot in this battle.

It's time for you to show your skills!

Without hesitation, Conan pressed his belt, exclaimed "Uh!", and almost blurted out the words.

After the soccer ball inflated to its normal size and bounced out, Conan twisted his power-enhancing shoes, setting the power to maximum, and with one kick, the soccer ball shot out like a cannonball.

The black cat's eyes turned cold, and it turned around and kicked the flying soccer ball back.

It hit Conan squarely on the forehead.

Conan's glasses were completely shattered.