Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

If you're straightforward and get the materials right in front of them, Amuro Tooru won't believe it.

Is there still a possibility that it could be tampered with?

Sano looked at the small bag that Amuro Tooru took out, but it took him several seconds to accept it.

“he~tui”.

Under Amuro Tooru's bewildered gaze, Sano sealed the bag and returned it.

"Well, saliva will do too."

Toru Amuro: "..."

What the hell?! Are you crazy?!

"...Why can't we just give it to the hair?"

Faced with Amuro Tooru's somewhat numb confusion, Sano scratched his head.

"Ah, well, I've been losing a lot of hair lately, so... sigh, boss, you're so old, you should understand, right? If you don't appreciate the value of your hair when you're young, you'll regret it when you're old. Every single hair on my head is a vital companion, and... pulling out hair is quite painful."

Looking at Sano, who was speaking with great conviction.

Amuro Tooru has almost turned grayish-white.

...Fuck.

After his lips twitched, Amuro Tooru silently reached out to catch Sano's saliva...

To be fair, saliva can indeed be used to extract DNA.

Compared to hair, however, its shelf life is indeed quite short.

However, it's not entirely impossible.

Especially if Amuro Tooru has the "ability" to provide the best preservation environment, the difference is even smaller... However, even if he could.

But it still feels disgusting!

Seeing Amuro Tooru's hesitant and awkward manner, Sano waited a few seconds until his hand was about to get tired before finally slapping the small bag into Amuro's palm.

In that instant, Amuro Tooru's eyes widened, and his heart trembled.

...Damn it.

If you use too much force, you might slap the bag so hard it leaks or even bursts.

Just can't imagine.

"Well then, I'm leaving."

Sano didn't care about Amuro Tooru's feelings at the moment and turned to leave.

Amuro Tooru was left in the car, staring blankly at the bag in his hand.

……

"how's it going."

In the Porsche 356A, Gin looked at Sano, who was holding a document and whose gaze kept shifting between the document and the photos on his phone, and asked.

"Based on the description, it should be the same person."

Sano closed his phone, handed the file back to Gin, and replied.

"Yeah."

Gin took the document, thoughtfully rubbed his fingers together, and said, "A former Navy SEAL ace sniper, with a lot of grudges... perhaps we could consider bringing him into the organization to work for us."

"Do you really think so?"

Before Sano could even finish asking the question, Gin immediately rejected it.

"...But this guy is currently targeting a former Marine Corps sergeant, and has already made two moves. He's being closely watched by the Japanese police and the FBI. Trying to recruit him might cause unnecessary trouble."

A top-notch sniper, truly a talent.

However, it's not accurate to say that this thing is so precious that Gin is willing to spend a lot of manpower, energy, and money, and even help clean up the mess and take on a lot of trouble.

Not to mention that this guy recently intervened in the organization's operations several times.

Gin wasn't sure if this guy did it on purpose.

But at least from both a superficial and fundamental standpoint, the two sides are in an adversarial state... Recruiting people to join forces is a loss of face, but the key is that the people involved may not care about that face at all, and may even see themselves as heroes, righteous people, and people who want to fight against evil to the end.

That means you're putting in a lot of effort but getting no appreciation, like offering your warm face to a cold backside.

The last problem is that this guy is too troublesome.

It's not the trouble Hunter has already gotten himself into, but the trouble he might get into in the future... Of course, the latter conclusion is based on the former.

Hunter used to be a soldier who took obedience to orders as his duty, which was Gin's, well, favorite type, but now, this guy has changed.

Intense pain and hatred can drive a person to lose their mind.

No, at this level, it can no longer be described as losing one's mind.

Instead, it distorts the mind, that is, it distorts the spirit, to put it bluntly.

He's practically a madman, an absolute destabilizing factor.

Today he dares to attack a former Marine Corps sergeant, tomorrow he might dare to take action against high-ranking Japanese officials. This kind of trouble is what Gin hates the most.

Not everyone can be like Sano, possessing value far exceeding mere trouble...

Unless this guy has other skills besides sniping.

And it can't just be about combat.

For example, hacking techniques or scientific research... but that's obviously impossible.

In conclusion, Gin's decision is—pass!

There can only be one Sano, and there will only be one, a top sniper in the Navy SEALs.

Go as far away as you can.

Sano naturally wouldn't say anything more about this.

...Since Gin doesn't want this talented person, then I should accept it without being disrespectful.

Looking at the photo of Hunter on his phone, Sano began to ponder.

What kind of code name should we give this guy?

Then the next day arrived.

Sano received the news that Hunter had made another move.

This time, the target is the Japanese man who broke off his engagement with Hunter's sister.

That guy was originally impossible to find.

However, Sera Masumi found the person through a magazine report.

It turns out that after breaking off his engagement with Hunter's sister, this guy immediately married another Japanese woman and even changed his surname to hers.

That's why we haven't been able to find them.

Unfortunately, Sera Masumi had just called Conan over to their house.

The third person, who was driving out of the underground parking garage, was immediately sniped and killed.

The two narrowly avoided the out-of-control car.

After examining the body and confirming that it was beyond saving, the two quickly deduced the location where Hunter had taken the sniper shot based on the scene.

But by then, it would undoubtedly be too late.

Only two items remained on the rooftop, identical to those from last time: bullet casings and a blue die with the number three. This drew serious attention from Inspector Megure and his team.

That same night, they made contact with two other men who were suspected of being the targets.

Arrange for local police officers to provide close protection at their home.

Chapter 583, Are You Tsundere?

At the same time that Sano received Inspector Megure's message, he was also informed of another clue, which he wondered if might be related to the troublemaker...

That means Hunter might have accomplices in Japan.

Inspector Megure gave Sano and the other two relevant information.

One was a former Marine who had been saved by Hunter.

Currently, a military equipment store has been opened in Japan... Of course, on the surface it's just some toys, but according to Inspector Megure...

This store may be secretly dealing in weapons.

In other words, the sniper rifle that Hunter used was probably provided by this guy.

The other is a former Navy SEAL sergeant major and a former sniper instructor.

Hunter and this person had a teacher-student relationship.

This person currently owns a motorcycle shop in Japan, which happens to be the same motorcycle that Conan and Amuro Tooru saw during their chase that day.

I came from this store.

Finally, there's Alika, the military's consultant stationed in Japan...

This is absolutely outrageous; there are so many people from the Alika military here.

Sano held a game controller in one hand and a mobile phone in the other.

While playing the game they got from Professor Agasa with the little girl, Inspector Megure listened to her chatter on about the case.

"what!"

As Sano's character on TV rose up, a "you win!" sign flew above his head, while the little girl's character, lying motionless on the ground, had a "you lose!" sign floating above his head.

"Lost again..."

The little girl, who had lost more than a dozen games in a row, looked pained and resentful.

"Looks like you still have a long way to go."