Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Sano grabbed the little girl and threw her at the blond-haired man, while simultaneously turning and delivering a flying kick.

He kicked the guy with the knife, sending him flying more than ten meters away.

Dust flew everywhere.

Sano paused for a second, but not because of his severed arm.

Sano did it on purpose.

The goal was to bring these guys back to their senses after being frightened.

Only in this way can these guys taste it more delicately.

Wasn't it the fear that Sano gained from tearing off a hand?

The face was blurred due to the dust and the speed of the attack, but the two large, red lantern-like eyes stood out, highlighting the upright figure. The remaining half of the upper arm was bare, with blood still gushing from the wound.

A scene where black and red clash.

An unexpected development.

The momentum attribute is steadily increasing.

The oppressive aura emanating from Sano was so intense that those around him felt their breath almost freeze and their heartbeats stop for a moment.

A strong sense of crisis continues to rise.

...This madman chopped off his hand!?

Is he out of his mind? Did he have to be so decisive?!

Where did this guy get this knife? It cut through his upper arm... It couldn't be a dagger, and it's hard to exert force when cutting yourself with a long knife.

How exactly did they do that?

The only one who witnessed those few seconds of the whole thing and knew exactly what happened had his eyes wide open more than anyone else's—to tear off one's own hand with brute force, not to mention how much strength that must have taken.

The sheer will and the tolerance for pain alone are terrifyingly inhuman.

After a moment of horror and silence.

"Come!"

Sano launched the first attack, and the group of people, terrified, scrambled to respond.

But it was all in vain.

So what if I'm missing a hand?

It did not impair Sano's overall mobility, especially since the martial arts bandages were still in effect.

It's nothing more than a fully armed armored vehicle missing a gun barrel.

If it were missing a leg, it would be just like missing a wheel, getting in the way quite a bit.

Even if you only have one hand.

Sano – even in his Kokushige days, he was still able to wreak havoc!

Under the blank stare of the blond-haired man, Sano swiftly took down four or five people.

By the time the remaining men finally realized what was happening and tried to draw their guns, it was too late.

Although they are professionals, they are not at the pinnacle of professionalism like Gin.

It's not just a little bit worse.

Not to mention the influence of the momentum attribute, which made the already broken mentality of this group even more broken, until the first gun was actually drawn.

There were already only two or three people left who could still breathe.

"Bang bang..."

Sano could have easily dodged the shots fired in the chaos, but he didn't.

Bend your right arm to cover your face as you face the person, while arching your body.

Even the possibility of hitting a vital point with a half-shot is annihilated.

Sano rushed close to the bullets and completely eliminated the remaining two or three people.

The dust has settled.

His eyes, seemingly bloodshot with rage, turned towards the blond-haired man.

The blond-haired man shuddered and instinctively looked away, but a second later he sensed something was wrong.

He quickly forced his gaze back and asked worriedly, "Boss, your... hand?"

"It's alright."

Sano glanced at his still bleeding upper arm: "Take her away, quickly. The real source might arrive at any time. I'll wait here."

The blond-haired man was taken aback: "Boss, are you planning to wait for them to come to you? But you're doing this now..."

"Now?"

Sano glanced at him again, and the blond-haired man immediately shut his mouth, hurriedly got up, and left with the little girl—even though he didn't quite understand.

Why does Sano continue, even as a subordinate?

Huang Mao had absolute trust in Sano.

The truth is...

Sano lost an arm and suffered injuries that would require emergency treatment for an ordinary person. The root of all this, in a certain sense, lies in...

It's blond hair.

Huang Mao felt guilty and uneasy.

However, Sano's attitude and behavior, the foundation established between the two sides, and Huang Mao's psychology and cognition constantly clashed, ultimately leading him to only react instinctively.

...Ahem, to be honest.

Sano's situation was pretty much exactly what Huang Mao had imagined.

Sano, dressed in his special attack suit, is indeed tough enough, but tough doesn't mean he's truly invincible.

Severe injuries that don't significantly impair mobility don't mean Sano won't die even if he bleeds to death.

Especially with this kind of "waiting for a rabbit to run into a tree stump," it's unclear how long it will take, but...

Does it matter?

Rye, wearing a passerby hat, appeared behind Sano.

The clone was deactivated, and Sano reached out to catch the cloned doll before turning his head to look at it.

That hand, however, was still locked inside the machine.

That was truly an amazing experience.

Sano quickly retrieved the remote control for the mechanism from the corpse on the ground and took out his arm.

After thinking for a moment, Sano put his hand into his wallet.

Yes, it has become an independent, inanimate object, so naturally it can be converted into paper money.

This made Sano think of a good way to dismember and hide the body... cough, I'll find an opportunity later to see if I can reattach the arm with the physical enhancements of the special attack suit.

Chapter 496, 499, The Black Reaper's Fourth Street

dusk.

Conan and Ran Mouri talked about their day at school as they walked upstairs.

As a result, after turning out of the stairwell...

What they saw was a little girl lying on the floor of the corridor.

The little girl's eyes were tightly closed, and she didn't move at all.

……! ??

After a moment of surprise, their expressions changed simultaneously.

This scene was all too familiar to the two of them.

Absolutely.

A murder scene!

Before Ran could react, Conan looked up and his expression changed again.

"Sano!?"

"what?"

Hearing Conan's exclamation, Ran Mouri looked up.

Then I saw Sano lying by the open door, with half of his body showing.

The setting sun casts a bloody glow, and the scene remains motionless.

"……senior!!?"

Ran Mouri covered her mouth and screamed, while Conan's face turned deathly pale.

impossible.

It is absolutely impossible.

How could this be...? How could Sano just suddenly die like this!?

Who did it?

Who has the ability to take down Sano...? A black figure quickly flashed through Conan's mind.

Could it be those guys?!

Sano discovered something during his covert investigation.

That's why they'll be silenced.

And unfortunately, the little girl next door also got infected?