Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

But if that happens...

Shouldn't Ito Taka be contacting his true identity?

After thinking for a few seconds, Sano chose to call Ito Taka directly.

"Hey, Master..."

"What did he say?"

Without wasting words, Sano interrupted Ito Taka's greeting and got straight to the point.

"Ah...actually, it was last night. He suddenly asked me out and then asked me something very strange...that is, whether hypnosis can cause people to have visual or auditory hallucinations or something, and whether the use of hypnosis can be done silently, or whether there are any, uh, signs or something. When I thought about it, it seems that the only person around me who knows hypnosis is you, Master, so I was wondering if you did something to him that made him suspicious."

Listening to Ito Taka's explanation, Sano raised an eyebrow and roughly understood what was going on—Amuro Tooru went for a checkup, but no problems were found, so it was understandable that he began to suspect that he had done something wrong.

It was a bit surprising that this guy went straight to Ito Taka.

"And then, what did you say to him?"

Sano continued to ask calmly, and Ito Taka replied, "Of course, that's the truth. Hypnosis isn't some kind of magic, how could it possibly cause hallucinations? Besides, you have to prepare beforehand, with something that's attractive enough to draw attention, or a sound..."

Ito Taka paused, then chuckled, "Of course, these are all from my personal perspective. As for whether anyone can break free from the limits of hypnosis, or whether they have truly mastered some kind of magic, it's hard to say... Of course, Bourbon didn't ask me any of these things. I just told him the answers to the questions he asked. Too much talk leads to mistakes, you know."

Sano curled the corners of his lips, ignoring the little scheme in Ito Taka's words.

"I understand, that's all."

"Hey……"

Ito Taka wanted to chat a little longer, but Sano ruthlessly hung up on him.

As for dealing with the situation with the Black Fox alias... to be precise, it was just a matter of receiving it, because there was absolutely no need to deal with it. However, the problem with the other alias seems to really need to be addressed.

"Boss, there's a bit of an emergency, we might need you to handle it."

This is a text message that Huang Mao sent to Hei Si Ma Jia half an hour ago.

Before sending this text message, Huang Mao had made two missed calls.

Sano frowned slightly.

As I said before, unless it's something important, Huang Mao won't contact me easily.

Sano still chose to make the call directly.

"What happened?"

"Boss, you finally saw the message! I was so worried... Tsk, it's hard to explain over the phone, why don't you come over and we can talk in person?"

...What kind of trivial matter can't be discussed over the phone and insists on meeting in person?

Sano clicked his tongue inwardly. Having just arrived home, he really didn't want to go out again, but considering that the Black Death Vest had indeed not appeared for too long.

In the end, Sano went out.

"I have something urgent to take care of, you go to sleep first."

Pushing open the newly installed door, Sano called out to the little girl.

"understood!"

So, Sano went to the Armed Detective Agency's base...

"...So, is this why you insisted on having me come here to talk?"

Sano looked at Kazami Yuya, who was standing there respectfully, and asked.

"That's one of the reasons. He just joined us a few days ago, but he's very capable, so I was thinking of letting him get involved in something a bit deeper. And then something happened today, so I thought I'd have you come over and see for yourself if it's feasible..."

The blond-haired man answered Sano's question.

But his gaze involuntarily drifted toward Sano's hands.

"...You little brat, do you even know what's most important for a delinquent?"

Chapter 601, 604, Kazami Yuya: Why do you have to curse when you're just talking?

Having a general idea of ​​what the blond-haired guy was thinking, Sano asked again.

"Hey?"

The blond-haired man's attention was drawn back, and he thought for a few seconds: "Can we fight?"

Sano remained silent, and the blond-haired man could only think for a few more seconds before asking, "Hot-blooded, huh?"

"...Loyalty?"

"……persist in?"

"...A wicked heart??"

After failing to get a reply to several of his answers, the blond-haired guy started spouting nonsense, just like Sano did when he was doing reading comprehension in his past life.

"idiot."

Sano finally couldn't take it anymore and slapped the blond-haired guy on the head, saying, "The most important thing for a delinquent is that he's a boy."

The blond-haired man was stunned by the slap and remained speechless for a while.

"……Why???"

Sano continued calmly, "Strength or weakness is irrelevant, but do you think this guy can be called a delinquent?"

Huang Mao subconsciously looked over and exchanged glances with Kazami Yuya.

...It has to be said that Kazami Yuya's face actually looks quite delinquent.

If he were young, he would probably be the kind of guy who would cause trouble for no reason, but the problem is... that only applies when he's young.

Approaching thirty... perhaps "unhealthy middle-aged" would be a more accurate description.

...Furthermore, before being reminded, Huang Mao didn't realize that if a younger person much older than him suddenly joined the team...

This feels really weird.

Being Japanese, they take issues of age and seniority quite seriously.

But what if the two settings appear simultaneously in reverse order...?

It's unbelievable; it's so embarrassing it makes my stomach hurt.

The blond-haired man's face immediately turned very pale.

Kazami Yuya, standing next to him, was also a little embarrassed... but he was a seasoned veteran, and at least on the surface, he didn't show any abnormality.

He remained silent, appearing obedient, and secretly observed Sano.

"never mind."

Sano didn't dwell on the topic and got down to business: "If you're telling me you called me here just to see him, then be prepared, you don't need to come to work for the next few days."

Watching Sano clench his fist a few times, Geddon's fist cracked loudly.

The blond-haired man, who had just slapped his head, was shocked to realize that it was his boss's hand that had been on his head. Despite his trembling, he also felt a little happy.

...Of course, there are doubts as well.

But for delinquent teenagers, curiosity has never been important.

"Of course!"

The blond guy got down to business: "Have you seen the announcement about the red Siamese cat, boss?"

"A red Siamese cat?"

Sano frowned. What was that thing?

Seeing that Sano didn't know, the blond-haired man was even more surprised.

"Don't you know? This thing caused quite a stir tonight."

As he spoke, the blond-haired man took out his phone, performed a few operations, and handed it to Sano.

Sano took the phone and glanced at it. The screen showed the search results for "red Siamese cat," and the first result was an official report that was very popular.

"A group calling itself the notorious terrorist group Red Siamese Cat attacked a microbiology research institute in Tokyo tonight and detonated a bomb. An investigation has confirmed that a highly contagious bacterium has been discovered. This bacterium is extremely infectious to young children, and if it spreads, it could cause six or even seven figures in casualties..."

...young children?

Sano frowned: "What does this have to do with us?"

"actually……"

The blond-haired man explained the situation.

It turns out that someone resembling a red Siamese cat had come to the door beforehand, their purpose being to pay the Armed Detective Agency for help.

The request was to obtain a map of the microbiology research institute and its security structure. Since it was clearly not for any good, the blond guy naturally refused... Of course, he didn't say it outright, but as usual, he offered a price that the red Siamese cat could never afford.

As a result, the red Siamese cat also chose to give up.

Looking back now, although Huang Mao was aware of the risks and dangers behind the commission and did not choose to accept it, he did not stop it either... It can't be said that he did anything wrong, but the unexpected possibility of an impending terrorist attack did indeed make him feel some panic, a panic born of guilt.

On the surface, the Armed Detective Agency...

They'll do anything as long as the money's right, big or small, good or bad, everything is geared towards money, which is why they're called the "Odd Jobs Shop." But in reality, only their own people know that bad things aren't allowed.

Of course, the main reason is that these guys don't want to do it.

Otherwise, Sano himself wouldn't mind making a little more money.

Well, in short, it's one thing to not do bad things, but if you refuse to do bad things and then turn around and kill the person who commissioned you to do them.

Such acts of chivalry are against the rules.

It might not matter once or twice, but if it happens repeatedly, it's only a matter of time before it gets exposed.

In order to survive, and to avoid becoming the target of public criticism.

The right choice is to ignore the bad things after rejecting them, as if nothing happened... This mode of execution has been going on for quite a while, and Huang Mao and his gang are used to it and don't find it unacceptable. But this time is different because it's too heavy.

Hundreds of thousands, even millions, of lives have been lost, and the majority of those lost are children.

If an attack of that magnitude were to actually break out.

Anyway, Huang Mao felt that even dying a million times wouldn't be enough.