Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Has that person already left? I wonder if they stayed at this hotel.

"Conan..."

"...They're here!"

Meanwhile, on the mountain.

Sano put down the bag in his hand and took out the food he had packed from the hotel restaurant.

Lay them out one by one.

After retreating twenty or thirty meters, Sano looked at the big black dog in the tree next to him.

Big Black's neck moved up and down slightly.

"Gah!"

"Gagaga!!!"

The trees rustled, and hundreds, even thousands, of crows flew out, landing beside the food Sano had laid out on the ground, and began to feast on their dinner.

According to Dahei, at noon, it distributed the sausages it got from Sano to the crows, which is how it established a friendly relationship.

Unlike Little Black, who wanted to subdue his kind through force like his Black Death Vest, Big Black intended to win people over with virtue... well, that should be it.

To sway the crows with profit.

Of course, this doesn't mean that Big Black is better at using its brain than Little Black; it just isn't as brave, or more precisely, it doesn't have the strength.

Even after being strengthened, Big Black is still considered a formidable fighter among the crows.

Compared to Xiao Hei, it still can't take on ten of its kind.

Not to mention the idea of ​​bribing with food, which was only discovered by Big Black by chance.

Sano used this as a springboard for further exploration.

anyway.

There seem to be quite a lot of crows in the neon lights.

I don't know if Japan was like this in my past life, but Sano has seen it quite a lot.

They can be found everywhere, in urban areas, suburbs, mountains, and forests, except at sea.

If they could actually be successfully tamed, that would be even more terrifying than a human search website.

After rubbing my fingers together.

Sano let Daikoku arrange the rest of the work himself.

He then made his way to Makoto Kyogoku's tent.

"Ok?"

Sano did not try to hide his tracks, and Kyogoku Makoto immediately spotted him.

"What, don't you recognize me?"

After exchanging glances with Makoto Kyogoku from about ten meters away for a few seconds, Sano walked over.

"...Do we know each other?"

Makoto Kyogoku scratched his head, unable to recall where he had seen that face before.

"No fight, no friendship."

Sano wrapped bandages around his hands, his special attack uniform windbreaker fluttering in the wind, and then took out a mask and put it on.

Makoto Kyogoku finally recognized him.

"Black Death?"

"If you haven't fought with them, you can't say you recognized them."

Sano pushed off with his feet, instantly closing the distance to Kyogoku Makoto: "Let me see how much you've improved!"

……

midnight.

Because of the large number of tall maple trees, even without the obstruction of dark clouds, the view is still possible.

The moonlight wasn't very bright, making the environment appear somewhat dim.

Conan is running wildly through the mountains.

Why are you running so fast?

That means they're being chased and killed.

When Conan and his friends first arrived at the mountain, they encountered a middle-aged man who happened to be a staff member from the TV series that prompted Sonoko Suzuki to send a text message to Makoto Kyogoku and come here.

At the request of that older man.

After Conan and his two friends returned to the hotel, they left a message in the guestbook.

As a result, Suzuki Sonoko, who hadn't hung her own handkerchief because the mountain was covered with red handkerchiefs during dinner, became increasingly depressed.

He slammed his hand on the table one last time, then dragged Ran Mouri up the mountain to hang up her handkerchief.

Then, the three of them bumped into a corpse—the very same uncle who had asked them for help.

After reporting the incident to the police, the three of them, along with their leader Yamamura Misao, returned to the hotel.

However, although Conan's team identified three suspects, they were unable to solve the case immediately.

Fortunately, Conan quickly discovered the flaw, returned to the mountain, and caught the culprit red-handed... But unfortunately, the culprit called for backup.

More than fifty armed criminals.

The overwhelming difference in strength made Conan choose to run away immediately.

"Conan!"

The two best friends, who had caught up with the others, were calling for the plague god.

The plague god also successfully brought disaster.

The two men, their eyes gleaming with malice, planned to ambush the two best friends from behind.

Upon seeing this, Conan, who was approaching, immediately launched the soccer ball and kicked it out.

"what!"

One person fell down.

Ran Mouri reacted quickly and kicked the other person to the ground.

The three people from both sides met, and at the same time, dark clouds drifted by, making the moonlight much brighter.

A group of people who had surrounded the three of them were revealed.

"Sonoko, hide behind me!"

Ran Mouri's face darkened, and she blocked Sonoko Suzuki behind her.

Without any preamble, the battle commenced swiftly—of course, Ran Mouri had no chance of winning.

A few people are fine.

Even if Ran Mouri is a great fighter, she wouldn't have the stamina to hold off dozens of them.

Not to mention that Ran Mouri would definitely get injured in such a situation.

The inevitable result will be that after defeating about ten people, he will die a miserable death.

And just a few rounds later...

Ran Mouri had already been stabbed in the arm, but fortunately it wasn't too serious.

But it still amplified the fear in Sonoko Suzuki's heart, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"Aren't you going to make a move yet? Are you trying to control the timing of entering the factory?"

No sooner had Sano finished speaking than Kyogoku Makoto rushed towards the group of people, and then...

Figures flew about.

In just a few seconds, Makoto Kyogoku broke through the encirclement and arrived in front of Sonoko Suzuki and her two companions, while dealing with the Karami.

He even had time to chat with Sonoko Suzuki... although, in Sano's opinion...

That should be called flirting.

Let's finish this as soon as possible; we can't let Makoto Kyogoku fill the whole cup by himself.

After throwing away the cigarette in his hand, Sano pulled up his mask.

And so, another wave of figures flew about.

However, unlike the surprise brought by Kyogoku Makoto's appearance, it was Sano who brought the surprise.

There was nothing to be astonished about.

"Black Death... what are you doing here!?"

Sano didn't even glance at Conan, and without stopping, rushed straight towards a short, fat old man wearing glasses—this was the leader of the group.

He was also the murderer in this case.

Long before Sano went to Kyogoku Makoto's tent, Daikoku's flock of crows had already finished their meal, and it began its first attempt at leading a formal flock.

Apart from the large black crow that was tracked at a fixed point, the other crows were all conducting "patrol-style" reconnaissance.

Not long after, Big Black noticed the crows' unusual movements.

When they went over to take a look, they saw the guy who had been in contact with Conan and his two friends.

He was killed by this old man.

Sano received the message but took no action—because there was no need to take any action at all.

This was originally just an experiment.

Even knowing this information only confirms the outline of the mission.

Or rather, it further clarified a part of it.