Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Before he could react, Sano pointed to his own head.

"Believe it or not, I'll fucking die right here in front of you!?"

Faced with Sano's actions, Inspector Megure felt his brain freeze.

Wait a minute, something's not right.

Who plays like that?

They didn't point a gun at the police, nor did they pretend to loosen their grip.

He pointed a gun at his own head, threatening his own life.

Isn't that a bit too outrageous?

...Although in a sense, the fate of this person is linked to the fate of countless innocent people whose fates are uncertain but certainly numerous.

Inspector Megure really can't let anyone die!

After a bout of toothache subsided, Inspector Megure let out a long sigh and said, "Calm down first. We can talk about what's going on, okay?"

"talk?"

Sano pressed harder with his foot: "Is this how you talk to me?"

Inspector Megure: "...I'm sorry, I apologize on their behalf."

"An apology alone won't do."

Sano kicked the person under his feet: "Why don't you kick him a couple of times to vent your anger?"

Inspector Megure took another deep breath, ultimately not even bothering to give a perfunctory answer.

"Alright, stop with the nonsense. I don't believe you actually dare to shoot yourself..."

"I dare not."

Sano defiantly put away his pistol and then raised the remote control: "But I dare to release this thing."

Inspector Megure: "..."

Their Achilles' heel is completely under their control...

"But this is your trump card, you won't use it easily..."

Inspector Megure originally intended to use negotiation tactics to gradually establish a foothold and win the victory.

Unexpectedly, before he could finish speaking...

Sano threw the remote control into the air: "Then I'll give it to you."

"..."

"!!??"

As the remote control flew into the sky, a group of people with their heads tilted back were stunned for only a second before their expressions changed and they started shouting.

"Press it down, quickly press it down!"

"Everyone else, lie down!!"

"Mommy!!!"

"..."

In chaos.

The remote control wasn't even caught; it fell to the ground.

The chaotic noise instantly turned into deathly silence.

"No, there was no explosion..."

A police officer quickly made a call to the Metropolitan Police Department, and after confirming the information, looked at Inspector Megure.

"Nothing seems out of the ordinary anywhere else."

"If there really is a big explosion, even if we don't hear the noise, at least the Metropolitan Police Department should be able to receive the news immediately, especially in crowded places."

The police officer next to Inspector Megure said, "Officer, it seems like we've been tricked."

"……Um."

Inspector Megure looked around, feeling extremely frustrated, and saw the figure of that guy.

They were indeed gone.

Are they using this thing to attract attention so they can easily escape?

Meanwhile, inside the bank, Conan and his friends had just helped innocent bystanders free themselves from their restraints.

After all, Sano's actions didn't take long.

Conan and Amuro Tooru's attention was constantly diverted to the outside world. The latter simply ignored everyone else and was only focused on "watching the show." When they saw Sano pull out the "bomb," both of them felt quite heavy-hearted.

Because the two of them knew very well what kind of guy Rye really was.

It became clearer that this madman was capable of anything.

However, the two of them hadn't yet come up with a solution.

Sano had already "detonated" it, but fortunately he was only given a big scare.

It did not lead to any irreversible consequences.

That guy just disappeared too quickly... A guy who's good at infiltrating is also good at running away.

"...Damn it, that bitch actually dared to knock me out!?"

Chapter 494, Section 497: Yellow Hair's Daily Bruised Face

Just when everyone thought the matter was over.

The fat robber, who had been knocked unconscious by Judy in the bathroom, ran out of the back passage cursing and swearing, clearly looking like he wanted revenge.

But looking at the crowd of passersby in the bank lobby who had freed themselves from their restraints...

He glanced again at the bank's open doors and the menacing police officers standing outside.

The fat robber slowly drew a few dots.

Something seems... not quite right.

Inspector Megure, who was just feeling frustrated and had nowhere to vent his anger, immediately ordered his subordinates to swarm forward.

……

"You seem to have had a lot of fun today."

When Sano received the mission, he received a sideways glance from Gin.

They must have heard about what happened this morning, and that's why they brought up what happened last time.

"No way, compared to something as interesting as shooting down the Tokyo Tower, it's nothing."

Sano calmly countered.

"Well, compared to blowing up the Tongtian Pavilion, it's really just a piece of cake."

Seeing that Sano was so overconfident, Gin was surprised, but also went with the flow and played his second card in a reasonable way—he wanted to see what other monsters and demons the other party could spew out.

"That's right. Actually, bombing Tsutenkaku Tower and sweeping Tokyo Tower are nothing special."

Sano stroked his chin: "We still need to find something more interesting to do."

Gin: "..."

Something more "interesting" than bombing Tsutenkaku Tower or sweeping Tokyo Tower.

Is this kid planning to hunt down the Japanese Emperor directly?

Facing Gin's expressionless gaze, Sano smiled and said, "Just kidding."

...You'd better be joking.

Gin snorted coldly, but ultimately didn't continue the topic.

The battle ended in at least a draw.

To be even more precise, Sano held a slight advantage.

Sano, of course, knew when to stop.

However, while on his way to Sano to complete a mission, he suddenly received another text message from his mistress.

"Boss, Huang Mao has gone missing. Something's not right. Get back to me immediately."

Has the blond guy gone missing?

Sano paused, frowned, and thought for a few seconds before finding a secluded corner. He switched identities, created a clone, donned a special attack suit, and then continued his missions. The clone, on the other hand, rushed back while calling Xiao San and asking, "How long has that guy been out of contact?"

"One hour, boss."

"one……"

Sano paused again, feeling rather speechless.

Make sense.

When someone goes missing, the sooner it's discovered, the better.

But it's too early, so something's not quite right.

An hour? You call that being out of contact?

However, the third party on the other end seemed to have noticed Sano's thoughts and quickly added a key factor, while also explaining the whole situation: "Yellow Hair's mother is hospitalized. He was supposed to come and relieve us an hour ago, but he didn't come. At first, I thought he was delayed on the way, but after half an hour, I called him and no one answered. I have also asked all the members of the Black Reaper, and no one has seen him."

...That makes much more sense.

Sano tapped his toes: "I understand. Leave the rest to me."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Sano quickly changed direction and headed straight for the Armed Detective Agency's bar.

Sano took out a small sealed bag from the desk cabinet in the second-floor office.