Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Sano frowned slightly. Looking at the location, the small delivery truck parked in front of the former's gate should be his target.

...Damn it, these days, why don't people use their own courier service if they have a delivery business?

Sooner or later, all these other courier companies will be wiped out!

Just kidding.

Completely monopolizing an entire industry is impossible; it will only lead to self-destruction. It might be possible to take over most of the industry, but that requires a huge investment of financial, human, and energy resources, and even then, there's still a possibility of failure.

No need.

Back to the topic.

Sano looked at the two guys wearing courier company uniforms, who were furtively peering through the door of the small truck, seemingly eavesdropping on something.

I was just about to go over and hang him.

Then the two suddenly opened the carriage door, revealing the five-member Plague God Squad with horrified expressions... It turned out they had been hiding inside the carriage.

Sano thought these guys would be in one of the two mansions.

Or perhaps they haven't even arrived yet.

Unexpectedly, they ended up being delivered right in front of their target to die... They're quite the player, aren't they?

"squeak--"

Just as Sano was thinking about whether he should wait for Conan and the others to finish their cravings before going over, a sudden screech of brakes rang out, and then Amuro Tooru got out of the car.

"Excuse me, the road here is very narrow, you're blocking the way."

At Amuro Tooru's words, the fat and thin duo panicked and hurriedly tried to close the carriage door. The five people inside, of course, would not stand idly by and started shouting "Detective brother, detective brother!" for help.

"Oh, so you two are bad guys."

Amuro Tooru curled the corners of his mouth, just about to get into a fighting stance and put on a show.

Then another whooshing sound came from the air.

After instinctively turning to the side to be on guard, a dark shadow flew past Amuro Tooru.

Immediately following were two screams and a crashing sound.

Sano flipped himself onto the ground, turning his gaze away from the old-fashioned duo he had "thrown" away and who were now completely disoriented. He then looked at Amuro Tooru, who was standing right next to him, and nodded as a greeting... Speaking of which, had his own identity as Kurosawa ever had any contact with this guy, or did he even know him?

...Sano briefly lost his focus.

I've opened too many accounts, and I'm starting to feel like I don't have enough storage space on my memory card.

Never mind, let's just consider it an acquaintance.

"...Uncle Kurosawa!"

The five-member Plague God Squad, also startled by the noise of the flying electric scooter, were investigating the situation with suspicion when they saw Sano wearing Kurosawa's disguise, and their expressions immediately lit up with surprise.

Conan and Ai Haibara both breathed a sigh of relief.

...Conan's current relationship with Amuro Tooru is indeed somewhat complicated, and if you had to put it in perspective, it's similar to that of the Black Fox.

At least so far.

Black Fox has never shown any hostility towards Conan's side.

Amuro Tooru, however, is different.

...Even though Amuro Tooru might have been Conan and the others' only savior if Kurosawa hadn't appeared, that didn't stop them from being nervous.

The appearance of Kurosawa was undoubtedly a reassuring guarantee for the two of them.

"Fuck..."

Sano's electric scooter, with its high speed, has a great deal of inertia. If it is hit, the impact is no less than that of a car traveling at high speed.

The fat man was hit head-on and was already vomiting blood and lying on the ground, unable to get up.

The skinny guy only suffered minor injuries because the fat guy shielded him. He got up cursing and pulled out a knife.

The skinny guy didn't actually have the confidence or ability to silence everyone present... Otherwise, not only would he not have tried to deceive Amuro Tooru when he appeared later, but he wouldn't have chosen to lock the five members of the Plague God Squad in the carriage and freeze them to death in the first place.

Even with just five children, they can't guarantee that all of them will be taken care of.

However, in extreme anger and panic, humans often resort to the most extreme, mindless, primitive, and barbaric methods of dealing with the situation.

The skinny man charged at them, brandishing a knife and yelling.

Sano was speechless... Wouldn't the best course of action be to grab a child from the car and use them as a threat?

Amuro Tooru, seeing this, relaxed and looked at Sano.

"Shall we do it, or should we?"

Sano raised an eyebrow and, without saying a word, walked straight toward the skinny man.

"Aaaaaah!!"

The blade flashed, but Sano dodged it with a simple turn of his head. His movement to strike the skinny man's wrist was both a way to block if necessary and to cover for Zhuangbei.

This was also to control the skinny guy, making it easier for the next attack.

After taking a step back to stop the skinny man's momentum, Sano took another step back, creating enough space. He gently tugged at the man while simultaneously using his other hand to strike the man's chin with a "thud."

...Judging from that crisp sound, it's hard to say whether the jaw is broken or not, but it's definitely dislocated, and all the teeth have been knocked out.

I just don't know if his neck is broken too.

His agile fighting style, which incorporates some martial arts techniques, looks very skillful and natural... Is this the result of professional training from some organization, or something he developed on his own after years of working in the underworld?

Amuro Tooru narrowed his eyes thoughtfully.

Meanwhile, Conan awkwardly withdrew his hand from blocking the eyes of the real children next to him... He couldn't help it; even after so long, he still couldn't forget that action. Judging from the previous situation, he subconsciously felt that the scene that was about to unfold might be too bloody and stimulating for the real children.

That's when I tried to block it.

...Although the current scene cannot be described as a peaceful and idyllic time.

At least it's no longer bloody and white... referring to bones.

Coming to his senses, Conan jumped off the bike and checked on the fat man who had been hit head-on by the electric scooter. After confirming that at worst he would be seriously injured and not fatal... at least no one would die in the short term, Conan looked at the electric scooter next to him and thoughtfully stroked his chin.

"...What are you doing?"

Amuro Tooru saw Sano knock out all of the skinny man's teeth with a single slap, then pull out a small card, scribble something on it, and stick it on the man's body. Amuro Tooru immediately became curious and leaned over to ask.

"Can't you see for yourself?"

Sano casually replied, then raised his hand and shot out another spider web, which, along with another card, stuck directly to the fat man on the other side.

...What is that thing?

Amuro Tooru suddenly felt that his eyes were not enough to see everything, so he could only look at the card first—"Crime... Ask him yourself—Black...Sawai."

...Amuro Tooru knew the "instruction manual" behind the black mask hanging man.

But this time it's a little different; they're using their "real name" instead?

It's still hard to say whether this is actually his real name.

While Amuro was pondering, Sano looked around and, unable to find any streetlights, simply shot out two more spider silk threads, which stuck to the necks of the fat and thin men, hanging them on the side of the small truck next to them.

"...Is this some kind of technological weapon?"

Amuro Tooru curiously pinched the spider silk, then looked at the spider web at the end, wondering why it had to be made this way.

"Could this also be one of Professor Agasa's strange inventions?"

Sano picked up the electric scooter from the ground, checked it to make sure it still worked, then turned around and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Are you a curious person? You have so many questions."

"Ah, I am indeed a bit too curious."

Faced with Sano's impatient sarcasm, Amuro Tooru remained calm and composed. Not only did he admit it, but he also took the opportunity to ask a new question, saying, "After all, I am a detective, so this is inevitable... By the way, I heard that Mr. Kurosawa is also a detective, so we are colleagues. I wonder which detective agency you work for? Perhaps I know your boss?"

Looking at Amuro Tooru's smiling face, Sano suddenly understood what kind of déjà vu others felt when they saw his Black Fox disguise.

Fortunately, Sano isn't as shameless as Amuro Tooru.

After taking out his sunglasses and putting them on, Sano then took out a business card.

"Yes, Armed Detective Agency. You can go there to make a request if you need anything in the future."

Amuro Tooru subconsciously took the business card.

Conan, who was behind him, also sneaked over to peek at the business card.

Even without seeing the business card, just from Sano's verbal address...

That was enough for the two of them to realize what was happening.

As for the Armed Detective Agency, well... is this just a complete sham?

Noticing that Sano was about to leave after giving him his business card, Amuro Tooru quickly snapped out of his daze and called out, "Wait a minute... In that case, I happen to have a case on hand right now that I don't have time to deal with. Can I transfer it to you?"

"Ok?"

Sano turned around with some surprise.

Without a doubt, Amuro Tooru was trying to test Sano further...

To be precise, it's Kurosawa.

This is normal, but isn't it a bit too hasty?

"What commission?"

Sano could have easily shut Amuro Tooru up by saying "If you have a case, please go to the agency to follow the procedures" or by making an exorbitant demand, thus avoiding this trouble. But out of curiosity, he still asked.

"Um, this request is a bit special."

Amuro Tooru deliberately said with difficulty: "Because, to be honest, this thing doesn't really have much to do with detective work, which is why I haven't started working on it yet... But you would be very suitable."

Sano: "...My time is precious, can you get straight to the point?"

"The key point is that this commission might involve fighting with someone."

Amuro Tooru paused, then changed his words, saying, "No, it should be that a war is definitely going to happen."

Sano pushed up his sunglasses, slightly speechless: "Are you treating me like a thug?"

Amuro Tooru continued to smile: "You flatter me, it's just the name of the Yorozuya..."