Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Because this is absolutely not scientific!

Hattori Heiji's forehead gradually became hot, and his mind was in complete chaos.

The current situation is indeed beyond Hattori Heiji's comprehension... while the culprit, Sano, is unaware of his casual remarks.

At this point, Hattori Heiji had taken it seriously, and it had even shaken his worldview.

But to be honest...

Perhaps Sano's two statements are not scientific, but they are very much in line with Conan's philosophy, aren't they?

Chapter 519, 522, Sano: Hawaii is full of talented people?

Osaka police quickly arrived at the hotel and confirmed the situation.

The cause of death was undoubtedly a gunshot wound, but the problem lies in two suspicious points about the body.

The thumb, index finger, and middle finger of the right hand are raised, along with the left hand gripping the waistband.

This was understood by everyone as...

These are two death messages left by the deceased before they died, pointing to the identity of the murderer.

Ugh, that damn death message again.

Sano truly couldn't understand how someone on the verge of death could possibly have the mindset and capacity to concoct such a complex mystery in their final seconds.

Are you afraid of people finding out who the real culprit is?

Just this pistol.

Sano looked down at the pistol lying on the ground, which was being photographed by two policemen.

It looks familiar.

It's not that Sano has seen this gun before, but that he has seen this model of gun before.

Gin specifically mentioned it to Sano... what did he say again?

...Sano stroked his chin, lost in memories, while Conan and his friends next to him analyzed and discussed the scene, but ultimately failed to reach a conclusion.

The only option is to conduct gunpowder reaction tests on everyone who attended the banquet.

To be honest, this step was within the normal range; that guy must have been prepared for it.

It's practically impossible to detect anything.

But if you look at it this way...

It seems there's no evidence in this case?

Even if they deciphered the code left by the gossip reporter, it would be unrealistic to convict that guy based solely on that, especially since he's a foreigner and a renowned top athlete.

Sano turned around.

He then began to ponder why Gin had specifically mentioned this gun to him.

Does it possess any special advantages?

That's unlikely, otherwise Gin would have used this gun... So it must have a weakness?

What is it? I just can't remember.

Intuition tells Sano that this detail he forgot might be the key to solving the case.

But Sano's main reason for wanting to recall that hazy memory wasn't to solve the case—of course, that was part of it, but more importantly, it was the feeling of remembering it but not quite remembering it.

It's absolutely disgusting.

While Sano was deep in thought, the police's gunpowder reaction test results were all in—and they were all negative.

Having obtained the answer, the high school duo immediately went to the scene to conduct their own investigation.

Conan intended to call Sano, but Heiji Hattori stopped him.

"I think we need to have a serious talk about Sano's problem."

Panicked and flustered, Hattori Heiji explained what had happened when they were alone.

This earned him a deadpan look from Conan.

"Please, you actually believe what he says? Are you even a detective?"

Conan said with exasperation, "Putting aside the fact that that guy is sick, even if he isn't, and what he said to you was genuinely serious, couldn't it be that his observational skills are just too good, allowing him to see through the murderous intent hidden beneath the surface of today's banquet at a glance?"

With Conan's "reassurance," Hattori Heiji calmed down considerably: "So, according to what you're saying, Sano actually knew from the beginning that someone was going to kill someone today, and even figured out who that person was going to kill, but he didn't stop it?"

"Idiot, I didn't say that!"

Conan immediately denied it: "That's just a possibility, but the probability is very small. In my opinion, it's more likely that his observation ability has reached a level that his conscious mind cannot reach. His subconscious mind may have indeed perceived this aspect, which is why he had such a feeling... It's similar to a hunter's intuition, but he himself is not aware of it, so he said it in a joking way."

After listening to Conan's very "Conan-esque" reasoning, Heiji Hattori suddenly understood and nodded, saying, "I see, I think I understand now."

"Now let's talk about your question again."

Hattori Heiji changed the subject and looked at the mop in the cabinet.

"You're acting a little strange today too, Kudo. Things have come to this point, don't tell me you still don't know who the murderer is, or do you know but refuse to believe it?"

Conan stared at the mop with a gloomy expression, and after a long silence, he exhaled.

"I will prove to you who the real murderer is."

After saying that, Conan ran away, leaving Hattori Heiji with a furrowed brow.

Then, Conan found one clue after another.

Every clue points to the idol Conan admires.

In the end, Conan, as a detective, accepted the fact and asked Heiji Hattori to bring the real culprit to the stairs next to the crime scene.

After a long and rambling explanation, Conan revealed the murder method used by the man named Ray, as well as the meaning of the death message left by the foreign journalist.

It involves using a mop to block the light switch, and then, through superior soccer skills, kicking the ball down from the upper floor, causing it to bounce to the lower floor, thus knocking over the mop, turning on the light, and sending a death message.

It's pretty much what Sano was thinking; he was referring to the number eight on Rai's jersey.

However, despite this situation, Lei stubbornly insisted that he had no evidence.

"You may not know this, but revolvers are structurally different from regular handguns. When they are fired, the smoke doesn't spray backward in a mist, but rather spreads out in a circle. In other words... your shoes are the evidence."

When his fatal flaw was exposed, Lei's face turned deathly pale, but he still managed a cold laugh in the end.

"Thank you so much for finding such a big flaw. Don't worry, I'll take good care of these shoes so as not to disappoint my fans."

As soon as Lei turned his head, he saw Sano leaning against the stair railing, smoking a cigarette.

"!?"

"When did you get here!?"

Lei was shocked. If it were just a child, then his forced destruction of evidence might not cause too much of a problem, but if it was an adult male... given his current physical condition...

Lei really wasn't confident.

Conan only noticed Sano's figure at this moment, his head slightly drooping, his glasses reflecting a cold light: "...You've already figured out the truth too?"

"Well, I guess you could say that."

Sano gave a casual reply.

"When?"

"When I heard that Officer Ohtaki talking about their gunpowder reaction test, they didn't test the shoes. That's when I remembered that someone had told me about the characteristics of revolvers."

Sano paused, then asked with some curiosity.

"But how come you know so much about firearms?"

Conan replied, "Because I learned about handgun shooting when I was in Hawaii, I happened to know something about this..."

"Oh."

Sano nodded, but then felt something was off and asked, "Did you mention this setting—learning things in Hawaii—to me once?"

"what?"

Conan was stunned for a moment, then asked doubtfully, "Really... I did mention it to Kurosawa. When my dad took me to Hawaii, I learned how to defuse bombs."

...So that's when it was.

Realizing he had switched to the wrong memory card, Sano nodded calmly and changed the subject, asking, "Bomb disposal, shooting, what else did you learn in Hawaii?"

"It's nothing much, just driving, yachting, and helicoptering..."

Conan counted on his fingers as if reciting a familiar story, reciting everything he had learned.

Sano was speechless for a moment.

Holy crap, are there really that many people in Hawaii?

The key question is, are they willing to teach abroad, in what kind of vocational training schools?

While Sano was somewhat confused by Conan, Rai, the culprit, was the most confused of all—it was one thing for these two to ignore him and "chat" like this, but what the hell were they talking about?

Chapter 520, 523, Sano: Go to the station to see me off?

Shooting, bomb disposal, and even driving on land, sea, and air?

Isn't this a little kid who's at most in first grade?

...Although based on the previous reasoning, Ray could be certain that this was definitely not an ordinary child, wasn't it still just a child?

Why do you talk about it like you're a secret agent?

Lei, who should have been at the center of the situation, was now being sidelined by the two of them.

It was as if they were simply ignored.

But Lei didn't dare to actually feel ignored and sneak away.

So he could only stand there awkwardly.

The reality that Lei's true colors had been discovered and that he was powerless to change it caused him immense suffering.