Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

As for Sano.

Who is that?

Sano looked at Hattori Heiji, who was hiding behind Ran Mouri and her family of three, refusing to keep within three meters of him and staring at him fiercely as if he were wary of some monstrous beast.

That left me speechless.

Is it really necessary?

I couldn't possibly kick him again... after all, things shouldn't happen more than three times.

No, the meaning of "things shouldn't happen more than three times" is that it shouldn't exceed three times.

So, how many times did I kick Hattori Heiji in total?

It should be twice, right?

I can't think of anything else.

Should we round it up to a whole number before stopping?

Seeing that Sano was starting to lose focus, Hattori Heiji finally relaxed his guard and was able to say a proper, reluctant goodbye to his best friend.

Conan's original plan was to go to the stadium to watch a soccer game today.

But by the time Hattori Heiji had calmed Conan down, they could no longer see anything when they went back.

Therefore, Ran Mouri and her family of three traveled back with Sano.

Otherwise, Heiji Hattori might not be so willing to stay with Sano in this familiar map; he's almost developed a psychological aversion to it.

"Kudo, I'll come to Tokyo to see you again if I have the chance..."

While unconsciously touching his buttocks, Hattori Heiji whispered in Conan's ear.

Followed by.

A big foot kicked Hattori Heiji in the butt.

Because he needed to use the team microphone with Conan, Hattori Heiji, limited by the height difference between the two, was bent over—that is, with his butt sticking out—perfectly prepared the best posture for Sano to step on.

After kicking, Hattori Heiji flew out in the most perfect posture.

This is so much better than the previous two times.

This can be considered a perfect ending, the best possible conclusion, right?

Sano smiled and curled up the corners of his mouth, clearly enjoying himself. He remarked, "Your ass is as easy to kick as ever."

Even Ran Mouri and her family of three were stunned by Sano's sudden action, not to mention Heiji Hattori, who was lying face down on the ground with his butt sticking out, his brain had already crashed.

Make sense.

Although Sano had remained silent until now, Hattori Heiji had no doubts.

This filthy-hearted fellow is up to no good.

Heiji Hattori never expected that this kick would come so soon.

The same applies to the Mori family next door.

Because Sano kicked the car in the last second before it arrived and was about to depart, Hattori Heiji could only rage helplessly, whether he was inside or outside the car.

No effective response can be achieved.

But this time, the car hadn't even arrived yet.

Such misjudgments caused by experience are naturally very confusing. Although the Leland family of three did not react, they subconsciously turned their gaze from Hattori Heiji's buttocks to Sano, whose foot had not yet been retracted.

"Sorry, I suddenly remembered that I have some personal matters to take care of in Osaka, so I won't be going back to Tokyo for now. You guys go ahead, bye."

Sano placed two fingers on his temples and flicked them upwards, as if saluting Ran Mouri and her family of three, before turning and walking away, leaving the air deathly silent.

"...Submit, Hattori?"

Conan then looked at Heiji Hattori and asked cautiously, "Are you alright?"

Heiji Hattori didn't reply, but silently got up.

With his back to Ran Mouri and her family of three, Heiji Hattori's head gradually drooped, and his shoulders began to tremble. Finally, he completely exploded.

"Sano!!!"

"I'm going to kill you!!!"

Heiji Hattori was chasing after Hattori like a mad dog, taking off towards the exit of the station.

The Mori family slowly drew a row of dots.

"Will nothing happen?"

Hearing Ran Mouri's slightly worried voice, Conan gave her a deadpan look: "Heh, don't even think about it. With Sano's temperament, he won't suffer any losses."

"what?"

Ran Mouri looked down in confusion and gave a completely opposite answer: "What are you talking about? I'm worried that Hattori will get bullied again. In his current state, if he suffers another loss at the hands of his seniors, he might just explode..."

Conan: "..."

reasonable.

……

"This guy is really weak."

In a deserted spot in Osaka at night, several bodyguards in black and the world boxing champion were lying on the ground, unconscious. Sano, on the other hand, bent down to pick up his hat, which had been knocked off, and put it back on.

"When did you become so interested in this?"

My gaze shifted to the Porsche 356A, where Gin and Vodka were smoking cigarettes.

The Gin duo appeared in Osaka.

It wasn't an accident, nor was there any particular purpose behind it.

It was simply because of that Osaka local bully that Sano had previously contacted.

Let's coordinate the cooperation matters.

Sano was waiting for the train at the station when he suddenly received a message from Gin saying that he had arrived in Osaka. That's when he left the group and stayed in Osaka for the time being.

One idea is to hitch a ride back with Gin, and the other is to take the opportunity to try and find the world's boxing champion.

That's another story.

The only thing Sano didn't expect was that he won too easily.

The world boxing champion himself, along with several professional bodyguards, assisted in the operation.

It only knocked Sano's hat off, without even breaking a piece of his skin.

"To be precise, I'm just really interested in that first place."

Sano lit a cigarette, but he still couldn't help but wonder: "Could it be that he really became much weaker after only a short time of retirement?"

"A year or two is enough to ruin a person."

Gin exhaled a puff of smoke: "Not to mention that he was past his peak, which is why he retired. Besides, boxing is just a competition. The ring is very similar to a stage. The people behind it will do anything for profit. Wasn't he reported to be involved in match-fixing? Even if he wins the lawsuit against that gossip reporter, it doesn't mean he's the real deal."

After saying that, Gin threw away his cigarette butt and got into his car.

Vodka got into the driver's seat, and Sano followed in the back.

"But in the end, it's still a bit disappointing, isn't it?"

Hearing that Sano was still harping on the topic, Gin could only add, "It's not that he's too weak, it's that you've gotten a lot stronger. Don't you even realize it? Even at his peak, he might not be able to beat you."

"Yeah."

Sano touched his chin.

Chapter 522-525, The Closest to Perfect Crime

In fact, according to Gin's memory, Sano's performance in close combat varied at different times.

From his initial rampage like a bulldozer when he first wore the special attack suit, to his frailty when he wasn't wearing the suit, and finally to his incredible agility with a certain level of internal skill after being trained by Gin and wearing the Superman accessory, he gave people a sense of instability.

Gin naturally sensed some doubt and confusion about this, but since Sano didn't make a living from this stuff, it seemed insignificant.

Gin never asked anything about it.

Later on, it became more stable, and it remained in the third state.

But now...

Having witnessed the battle, Gin can confirm Sano's internal technical abilities.

There has been a significant improvement.

If he was a novice before, he is now an absolute master.

That's why this saying came about.

Sano knew how this improvement came about—it wasn't because he had just put on bandages, but because his body gradually remembered the state of the bandages.

The flexibility attribute is the most balanced among the three external attributes.

It lacks the stability of the Constitution attribute and the strong performance of the Burst attribute.

It is more stable than burst attributes and more expressive than constitution attributes.

Lacking distinctive features means being mediocre.

But in reality, agility has its own true characteristics; it's not about the incredible ability to dodge bullets, but rather about control over the body—

Learning ability.

Sano relied on this thing when he was learning to drive, practice close combat, and even shoot.

Now that he has the opportunity to directly experience martial arts at the same level as Makoto Kyogoku, Sano naturally wouldn't let it pass... Of course, some things can't be learned just by studying, but this is an attribute value.

He could be considered a martial arts prodigy to some extent.

Even if you don't work hard from morning till night, you'll still get around 70-80% success in the end.

There shouldn't be any problems.