Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

The black cat was covered in blood, but most of it was concentrated on its hands.

His hands were covered in thick blood, as if he were wearing a pair of red gloves.

Blood dripped from his fingertip, becoming the only sound in the deathly silence.

What should I do?

Conan was covered in cold sweat because things were developing far too fast.

From the moment the black cat and Ran Mouri's group met and fought, to the appearance of that group of people, another fight, and finally the end, the whole process took less than half a minute.

Especially the last wave.

Twenty or thirty professionally trained armed soldiers, whose average death rate was even more exaggerated than being killed in an instant, made it impossible to lock onto the black cat's figure.

Only a shadow could be seen flashing by.

Wherever the shadow goes, there will be bloodshed and death.

The inhuman burst speed, coupled with claws more terrifying than blades, made it impossible for this group to not only retaliate, but also defend themselves, let alone escape.

It was a complete and utter crushing and massacre.

"Since it's already dirty, then it seems..."

Sano deliberately turned his gaze to the other side, to Jodie and Ran Mouri, who were still awake.

This instantly put the two of them on edge.

...Cameron's injuries are unknown, but he has at least passed out. Currently, the only two people here who can be considered as combatants are Judy and another person.

The two of them naturally had to take responsibility.

The problem is... this responsibility is just too heavy.

The two knew that the black cat was very powerful, especially Ran Mouri, who had experienced it firsthand. However, the sense of oppression this time was really too strong.

With so many people and so many guns, they were able to clear the level without using any weapons in such a short time without taking any damage. They're practically inhumanly strong... especially considering Black Cat's current state.

This guy really doesn't seem like a human being.

...The cat demon, so it really is real?

Ran Mouri's legs had already started to tremble involuntarily. You should know that this strange and bizarre thing had a special amplifying effect on her mental damage.

"Ok?"

Just as the two parties involved, along with Conan who was observing, were pondering what to do next, Daikoku suddenly sent a message.

A large number of police cars are approaching.

...That's rare, they arrived quite quickly this time.

Sano clicked his tongue inwardly; he had been speechless at Conan's actions that day.

Conan discovered the truth but didn't notify the police, instead only notifying Jodie of the FBI, resulting in only those two people arriving... Or perhaps, Conan had actually notified both sides long ago, but the Japanese police were just too slow to arrive...

Never mind, it's a trivial matter.

After relinquishing his cat demon form, Sano walked towards Yoshino on the other side.

"I advise you to leave this place as soon as possible."

After saying that, Sano, carrying Yoshino, quickly rushed to the next floor.

"..."

After a brief moment of bewilderment, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

At least he survived...

Only Judy was able to maintain some space for thought, her brow furrowed.

"What did that guy mean by urging us to leave immediately?"

"...I also think it would be better if we left here as soon as possible."

Looking at the mess on the ground, Sonoko Suzuki covered her mouth with a twitching smile and agreed, "Otherwise, I really can't guarantee I won't throw up right away... Ugh!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Sonoko Suzuki began to blur out the mosaic.

"Dudu-"

Judy received a call from James.

"Hey?"

"How's the situation on your end?"

"what……"

Judy took a few seconds to briefly summarize what had happened.

"I see..."

After a few seconds of silence, James said, "Judy, there's something very, very dangerous going on. You can choose to do it or not..."

"Ok?"

Judy frowned in confusion: "What is it?"

"Go to the top of the tower and delay the rye."

"..."

Judy stood there, stunned.

"Wait, wait a minute, you mean that guy is here too?"

"Ah."

On the other end of the phone, James looked serious.

The purpose of this operation was solely for Yoshino.

However, as things progressed, the situation became increasingly complicated and severe... To achieve the original goal, Shuichi Akai had to be "liberated," but that rye kept a close watch on him.

This prevented Akai Hideaki from even having a chance to show his face.

A counterattack is impossible, and avoiding chasing after the black cat that took Yoshino is also impossible.

Only by hindering Rye from another direction can we create an opportunity for Shuichi Akai.

In addition... a large number of Japanese police are on their way, if it takes long enough.

Who knows, there might even be a huge, unexpected gain.

The problem now is how to delay it, and who should delay it...

Cameron was already unconscious, so the only possible one was Judy, but even if her hand wasn't broken by the black cat, let's not even talk about that.

What would be the outcome if someone were to face such a dangerous individual alone?

No one said it was bad.

But then again, when is there no risk in this line of work?

It's simply a matter of the size of the risk.

Out of professional ethics, James still spoke out about it.

Furthermore, out of his own moral compass and his professional relationship with Judy.

James gave Judy a choice... whether to do it or not.

It was all up to Judy to decide.

After a silence of about ten seconds, Judy agreed to the task.

"You take Cameron and leave here first. I need to go to the top of the tower again."

Looking at Judy, who was smiling broadly and trying to ensure the safety of her group.

Ran Mouri, however, sensed something was amiss.

After regaining her senses, Ran Mouri grabbed Jodie.

"Ms. Judy, I'll go with you!"

Judy stared blankly at Ran Mouri, never expecting her to say that.

After realizing what was happening, Judy naturally couldn't let Ran Mouri go with her and take such a big risk, so she quickly declined... but it was no use.

Ran Mouri's attitude was very firm, and she did not accept any rebuttal.

Judy wasn't unwilling to resort to force, but running away was out of the question, and fighting... even when her wrist was unharmed, she wasn't confident she could beat Ran Mouri in close combat, let alone when she was injured and had to ensure she didn't hurt her opponent... This was a real headache.

What should I do? Should I give up?

"Dudu-"

Before Judy could decide what to do, an alarm blared.

...Are the Japanese police almost here?

Judy's gaze shifted as she watched the red and blue light gradually approach.

This is undoubtedly a very good sign.

This means that if we want to delay, the time we need to endure it might be very short, or even... there might not be any need to delay at all.

Of course, Judy thought that was even less likely.

Such a grand display might make the guy at the top of the tower choose to run away first, or even if he delays, he might not care...

Damn it, why am I getting even more conflicted?

Judy's mind, which had calmed down considerably, became chaotic again.

The pain in his wrist, Ran Mouri's "coercion," and the tense situation where every second counts.

"...Ms. Judy, your phone is ringing."

Ran's reminder brought Judy back to her senses, and she looked at her phone again.

It was James on the phone... Was he urging them?

When the call connected, the voice on the other end was indeed urging her, but it wasn't the kind of urging Judy to hurry up. Instead, it was—"Run, Judy!"