Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

"Well, our relationship was like a case of 'no fight, no friendship.' He treated me to a meal later and we exchanged phone numbers... Oh, right, he also told me he was in Japan. I wonder if we'll have a chance to run into each other."

Makoto Kyogoku said this.

"Really? What's his name? If we run into him, we can invite him to have dinner together."

Sonoko Suzuki continued to press for answers.

Kyogoku Makoto replied, "Black Dragon."

"Pfft!"

Ran Mouri, who was drinking water at the time, accidentally sprayed a mouthful of water all over Professor Agasa, who was driving.

This left the four people in the car completely bewildered.

"Sister Xiaolan, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Conan snapped out of his daze and quickly asked, since Ran Mouri had also participated in the first wave of fighting.

In case, besides the cut on his body, he suffered some other hidden injuries.

Conan would feel sorry for that.

"No, it's nothing..."

After Ran Mouri answered.

While apologizing to Professor Agasa, she took out some tissues and helped him wipe the water off his body.

"...Um, Kyogoku-senpai?"

After a few seconds of distraction, Ran Mouri couldn't help herself and asked Makoto Kyogoku with a strange mix of guilt and trepidation, "May I ask you a small question?"

"What's the problem?"

"Exactly, did you mention anything about Black Death to your friend Black Dragon?"

Upon hearing this, Makoto Kyogoku was immediately taken aback: "How did you know?"

...Of course I knew, because not only did I get beaten up by that guy called Black Dragon, but I also watched him get beaten up by someone else.

Ran Mouri blinked.

"Well, Kyogoku-senpai, I think what you need to know right now is which hospital, which building, and which ward he's staying in."

"Ok?"

Kyogoku Makoto was stunned again, and after a few seconds of reaction, he typed a row of dots.

Kyogoku Makoto roughly understood what was going on.

Hmm... No wonder that guy started fighting with me as soon as he arrived today. It turns out it was because he found out that I was sending him trouble from thousands of miles away.

After rubbing his temples with a bit of a headache, Makoto Kyogoku decided to go and take a look.

"Where is he?"

……

Unlike the others who had called Professor Agasa beforehand and happened to travel together in the car.

Sano took the train back by himself.

Because Conan seems to have already recognized Sano.

To avoid potential trouble, Sano did not continue staying at that hotel.

However, because of that guy who came all the way from Tokyo, we went back together.

Some minor tasks don't need to be done by Sano himself; he can just leave them to that guy to run.

When Sano woke up, he had already arrived in Tokyo.

Just as dawn broke, Sano and the other special forces members went to the Black Reaper's animal rescue center to deal with Xiao Hei's situation... Unexpectedly, this incident actually triggered a mission.

It was an unexpected bonus.

That's why Sano decided to make the trip himself.

"Where is what I want?"

"They're all here, Chief of Staff."

Sano received a large bag from the Black Reaper members who were in charge of the rescue station's operations.

I opened it and took a look; inside were countless small sealed bags.

Inside the sealed bag were individual white hairs of varying lengths.

These are all the white hairs that Sano and the Black Reaper members collected at the rescue station.

Because the plush toy's fur is white.

Sano might not know whether there is any doll fur in here, or if there is.

Which one it is is another question.

But we should at least give it a try.

Let Xiao Hei smell them one by one; if there's any, he'll be able to smell it.

Now I just hope that the smell of these furry things hasn't disappeared or mixed in with the rest of the body.

If even that doesn't work.

Sano had no choice but to wait for the Black Reaper members to accidentally find the doll's shadow, or for the doll to suddenly run back on its own.

"Let's begin."

Sano tossed the bag to a member of the special forces team next to him, and under his command...

I took out the bag, opened it, took out the fur, and let Xiao Hei smell it.

Then Xiao Hei shook its head, threw away the fur, and then took out the bag.

This assembly line work involved rotating through about a dozen Black Reaper members.

Why rotate?

My hands were so sore they cramped up.

Xiao Hei finally made a discovery around noon.

"Boss, we found it! It smells like a rag doll!"

Several members of the Black Reaper then looked at Sano... Although they couldn't understand the meaning of Xiao Hei's bark, this sudden reaction, different from the hundreds or thousands of times before, still made it clear to them.

This assembly line work probably doesn't need to continue anymore.

"Then activate the lock-on tracking."

Sano had already remotely commanded Kuro when he was in Gunma, and had tried locking onto and tracking him a second time. He couldn't say he was a master at it, but he was certainly no longer rusty, which is why it only took a few seconds.

Sano's map now has an extra location.

But... why is this location marker white?

Sano frowned; the previous two times, the stains were clearly red.

That shouldn't be the case.

Something's not right.

Without saying a word, Sano picked up Xiao Hei and rode off on a small electric scooter.

Then, we came to an alley.

The special forces members who followed quickly pulled a black bag from the trash can.

After opening it, what was lying inside...

It was a cat that had stank so badly it was nauseating, attracting several flies to hover around it. Its white fur, which was always grayish, was now covered in dried black blood, indicating that it had been dead for more than a day or two.

Chapter 485, Chapter 488: What kind of mischief could a kitten possibly have?

"Boss, boss..."

The special forces member looked at Sano with some hesitation.

But when he turned around, what he saw made his hand tremble involuntarily.

The morning sunlight should be just right, very warm.

The sunlight was blocked simply because it was in an alley.

Then... Sano's brows were furrowed, his brow was red and black, and the veins on his forehead and chin were so prominent that they were clearly visible.

He was burning with rage and his murderous intent was chilling.

Two extremes, ice and fire, collided.

The special forces member was crouching on the ground because he needed to pick up the bag and open it.

The view from below upwards, and Sano's gaze as he looks at the bag in Sano's hand.

All of this gave the special forces member a sense of dislocation.

That is.

I'm going to die.

A wave of heat surged through my head, while a chill rose from my back.

After a few seconds of adjustment, it turned into—someone is going to die.

...Logically speaking...

Actually, Sano shouldn't have anything to be angry about.

Not to mention that this situation has obviously been a fait accompli for a long time, and the mission has even been completed.

But Sano was still furious.

If we had to find a reason, then perhaps it's because Sano had already unknowingly taken this guy as his own possession.

The only difference is that it adopts the same model as Xiao Hei.