Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Walking in the fog, not knowing whether there are pits underfoot.

Of course, we have to wait until the fog clears.

The special attack suit has good burst damage, and its high power generation technique supports sprinting.

Sano arrived in front of the old man almost instantly.

"you……"

The old man was reaching for his gun when Sano suddenly pressed himself against him.

The old man's initial confidence, which was tinged with a hint of annoyance, immediately turned into panic.

...If dozens of people are fighting against a few, and they can't win, so be it, since they still have guns.

This was the old man's original idea.

But who would have thought that something like this could backfire?

Did you think having a gun made you invincible?

They really are like frogs in a well.

Sano punched the old man in the face, immediately making him lie on the ground and fall asleep.

Old people, their health isn't good, what are they doing not sleeping in the middle of the night?

I just don't know if I'll be able to wake up properly after this nap.

Sano picked up the pistol from the ground and disassembled it into parts in a few quick movements.

"Let's continue."

After turning his gaze to the people around him, Sano disappeared again, leaving one person to lie down.

Yeah, they're young people.

I sleep so well, I can fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow.

In short, it's late, everyone should go to sleep.

If you don't want to sleep or can't fall asleep, Sano can help you fall asleep easily.

Born twenty years ago, I have been professionally solving insomnia problems for thirty years.

On the other end, Makoto Kyogoku also stopped being distracted.

With Ran Mouri and Sano together, the three of them completely overwhelmed the rest.

The battle was over in just one minute.

"……that."

After regaining her senses, Sonoko Suzuki timidly raised her hand and pointed to the phone in her hand.

"Can I call the police now?"

Chapters 482 and 485: The Bulldozer Evolves into the Meat Grinder!

The object of Sonoko Suzuki's question.

It was Sano, or rather, Kokushi.

Ultimately, Sano's Black Death persona isn't exactly clean.

Further down, the level of dirt becomes very difficult to detect.

Just speculating.

Basically, if they run into trouble, Sano will most likely be taken away.

But once they're taken away, it's hard to know what will really happen to them.

At most, it's just a day of taking statements.

However, Sonoko Suzuki wasn't particularly familiar with this area.

So I asked Sano, the implication being—shouldn't you run away?

Sano glanced at Makoto Kyogoku, said nothing, and then looked to the other side.

"It's cold on the mountain at night, let's leave first."

Just as Kyogoku Makoto was about to leave, Sano glanced at him again.

"What's the rush? It's not over yet."

"……what?"

Sano casually said, "That was just an appetizer; the main course is coming up."

No sooner had he finished speaking than two figures rushed over.

Just as Kyogoku Makoto became wary, he noticed that the two were wearing black Grim Reaper special attack suits.

"The total number of people is around two hundred."

Sano looked at the two men who were kneeling respectfully on one knee on the ground, reporting the situation.

...The scene seemed a bit childish.

What kind of nonsense does that blond guy teach all day long?

Why not just kneel down on one knee instead of just kowtowing twice?

Speechless, Sano chose to ignore the stares of others and focus on the important matter at hand.

One of these two was a special operations team member who had come all the way from Tokyo to assist Sano, and the other was a member of the Black Reaper from Gunma.

Back during the Izu expedition, when Sano first began conquering other regions after taking over Osaka, he had already discovered that the delinquents in these non-central areas were generally quite weak in terms of overall strength.

After the first round.

Sano simply stopped participating himself and handed everything over to Huang Mao.

As for other bustling areas like Tokyo and Osaka that are more difficult to access, Sano will have to make the trip himself when he has more time.

...Gunma had become the territory of the Black Reaper, and when Daikoku discovered the dozens of people hiding in the mountains, Sano contacted the blond guy.

Have them mobilize the local Black Reaper members and check the intelligence database.

However, Huang Mao felt that operating from a distance like this might cause delays.

So they sent a member of the special forces team over.

Whether it's useful or not, let's come over first, just in case it comes in handy.

But there is one thing to say.

These are relatively smaller places, so while the difficulty of navigating them is reduced, the effectiveness of the strategies they provide is also diminished.

It takes forever to find out some information.

...At least it was eventually found out.

That old man was indeed a person of status.

He is the head of a yakuza organization in Gunma Prefecture and also an executive of the Mud Sankai.

Ok.

Muddy participants.

Sano was completely dumbfounded.

Shouldn't all the cadres of the Muddy Association have been wiped out by themselves?

How could there possibly be any that slipped through the net?

It's possible that the organization's intelligence database might indeed have some issues.

At least the task was truly completed, and there shouldn't be any mistakes.

Several guesses immediately formed in Sano's mind.

First, this old man was not actually a cadre, but he was indeed a remnant of the Mud Gathering Society.

It's just a rumor, an exaggeration.

Second, after all the cadres who participated in the meeting died, the remaining remnants of the party...

New cadres were elected.

The latter is slightly more likely.

Oh, there's a third, less likely development: that when Sano took action, the old man was just a quasi-cadre, and after the operation was over, he was elected.

These were Sano's initial thoughts.

Later, after studying the details of the relevant intelligence for a long time and understanding the whole picture, Sano made another, more accurate guess.

That means the old man was just spouting nonsense.

The so-called "mud-strewn cadres" were all self-proclaimed; none of them had any concrete proof.

However, it seems to be because of Sano's earlier actions against the executives of the Muddy Ginseng Association.

This actually made the old man panic.

To avoid being caught in the crossfire, the old man found a bunch of helpers.

They want to protect themselves in a crisis.

But who could have imagined that the terrifying killer the old man had foreseen would not arrive, but instead, the delinquent youths would show up first?

The moment they realized the car was about to overturn, one of the men the old man had brought secretly contacted the group, and after a swift journey, they arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Sano is heading down the mountain, so a collision is inevitable... well, actually, it can be avoided.

But Sano has no intention of avoiding it.

There's a reason why Sano calls the guys lying on the ground "Karami".

The old man was wearing the tiger skin of the Mud Ginseng Association, but he was not a member of the Mud Ginseng Association.

why?