Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

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The woman's voice came out in varying volumes.

It sounded like he was talking to himself, or perhaps calling for help.

"What's going on!?"

Conan leaned over and asked about the situation.

One of the bald editors snapped out of his daze and pointed inside: "We're not entirely sure either, but she suddenly ran out of the bathroom saying someone wanted to kill her, but what we saw was that Mr. Huopu was acting a bit strange..."

...That novelist, I knew it!

Conan turned around and saw a bald man lying face down at the bathroom door, his face contorted in pain, his expression ferocious, his complexion alternating between blue and purple.

Saliva, tears, and snot kept flowing out, covering his face.

A strong feeling of suffocation, pain originating from the heart and brain, spread throughout the body.

"...He's not dead yet, call an ambulance!"

Seeing the bald man twitching and writhing like a maggot, Conan was stunned for a moment. After letting out a sigh of relief, he became even more nervous.

He quickly called out to Ran Mouri.

"oh oh!"

Ran Mouri took out her phone and went to call the police.

"It's poisoning, isn't it?"

Sano reached out and stopped Conan, who was about to rush into the house. Then he stepped inside, subtly stretched his hand behind the wall, and Erhei fell into his palm.

It quickly climbed into the sleeve.

"If there's poisoning, I'll handle it..."

Asai Narumi, whose doctor persona had been ignored by everyone, poked his head in, but before he could even step in, he saw Sano grabbing the bald man by the back of the neck, his fingers tightening as if he were sensing something.

"Don't move."

Sano was originally thinking that he should just ignore the bald guy and take him out of the house, as long as he wouldn't die in his mission area.

After all, this guy was the real murderer who intended to kill someone, and for some reason... perhaps it was a case of colleagues disliking each other, Sano didn't like the other person very much.

If you die, you die.

But then I thought, what if this guy dies and is dissected, and the autopsy reveals traces of spider venom, or just a few marks?

That's not so good.

Let's just leave it at that.

In the end, it's just the life of an insignificant passerby, whether he lives or dies.

Sano didn't care.

"……alright."

After completely drawing out the spider venom from the bald man's body, Sano withdrew his hand and looked at the crowd outside the door: "He's definitely not going to die, but we still need to send him to the hospital first. It's hard to say whether he'll have any aftereffects."

"..."

Seeing that the bald man's complexion had improved significantly, Conan and the others had somewhat indescribable expressions: "...You...you know medicine?"

"Medical skills?"

Sano raised an eyebrow: "Is this how you use your family's medical skills?"

"..."

That makes sense, doesn't it?

Conan shook his head, becoming even more puzzled, and asked, "If it wasn't medical skill, how did you get rid of the poison?"

"Trade secrets, my skills for making a living, why would I tell you?"

Sano smiled mysteriously: "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. The result is out now. Although he was the murderer who failed, he was also a victim. If it weren't for me, he would have died. You three lost your bet."

"...Wait, wait a minute!"

Conan didn't expect Sano to say that at this critical moment... Although there wasn't any major actual problem, it was still a problem.

Don't you think that's a bit unethical?

However, Conan also noticed the details in Sano's words.

"He was both the murderer and the victim. In other words, he did intend to kill this young lady, but at the same time, he almost got killed himself, right?"

Conan stared at Sano suspiciously, speculating as he asked, "Isn't it possible that this young lady is deliberately setting up a trap, saying that she was almost killed by him, but that's just a lie, or that she deliberately led him to make a move to create the illusion that she was acting in self-defense... But then it shouldn't be poison. Is it possible that it was just a simple accident? After all, we haven't even determined what kind of poison he was given, have we?"

"I'm pretty sure, two murderers, two victims."

Sano was too lazy to argue with Conan: "If you don't believe me, you can investigate all you want, but remember to pay first. The three of us who win are going to eat."

"..."

Conan was silent for a few seconds, then tilted his head in confusion: "No, does that mean you've already seen through the whole truth? Then hurry up and explain, and catch the culprit?!"

"So what if I already know? Do I still need to say it?"

Sano first looked at the woman outside the door: "She was almost killed. Even if there are no other witnesses, as long as the police are called and the scene is investigated, and it is confirmed that her testimony is correct, the prosecution is basically a sure thing."

Then Sano looked at the bald man at his feet: "As for him, there's nothing we can do. At least none of the people present were the ones who poisoned him, so there's no way to narrow down the suspects. Therefore, it's impossible to find the murderer."

...Sano wasn't lying.

There were indeed two murderers and two victims.

However, the other culprit is Sano, but it is indeed impossible for him to be caught.

Is there a problem?

There is no problem.

"...There's no way to find the murderer."

At this moment, Conan, with a serious expression, asked again, "Are you really sure you've done your best? But you clearly haven't done anything yet, have you?"

"Believe it or not, I've said it before. If you don't believe me, go check it out yourself."

Sano took out his phone, glanced at the time, and walked to the sofa next to him: "Never mind, there's still some time before dinner, I'll just wait here for a while."

Seeing this, Conan's brows furrowed so tightly they could almost trap a fly.

The next second, Conan suddenly realized something was wrong and turned to look at Ran and the others outside the door. Fortunately, influenced by the atmosphere, they didn't seem to think that there was anything wrong with him, a first-grade elementary school student, discussing the case with Sano so seriously. They were just frowning and thinking.

"Sera-neechan probably also wants to try to find out the truth."

Conan quickly shifted the focus to Sera Masumi, lest Ran Mouri become aware of his "abnormal" behavior if she couldn't figure out the answer later.

...Although this isn't the first time, I figured that even if I got noticed, nothing would really happen, but it's always best to avoid it if possible.

"Ah... um."

Sera Masumi snapped out of her daze and realized Conan's intentions, but she didn't say anything, giving Conan an out. Then she went inside and began her on-site investigation... The bald guy wasn't in good shape, so asking him probably wouldn't yield any useful information. Prioritizing the investigation of the scene to see if there were any useful clues was the most sensible option.

Conan and Sera Masumi conducted their investigation, while Ran Mouri, Sonoko Suzuki, and Narumi Asai could only watch, sitting on the sofa with Sano in a daze.

"Dudu-"

After his phone vibrated, Sano took it out and glanced at it; it was a text message from Gin.

"Meet up early, I need to talk to you."

...Is there anything that requires us to gather earlier?

Sano rubbed his fingers together, deciding neither to go there immediately nor to make a phone call, thinking it probably wasn't anything serious or urgent.

But of all things, they just mentioned this... something that's neither big nor small.

"Someone's treating me to dinner tonight, I'll be there later."

After thinking it over, Sano chose a slightly rebellious approach.

Gin, on the other hand, responded very quickly.

"Can I make a phone call?"

...Are you in such a hurry? What's going on?

Sano tapped his foot with interest, then got up and walked outside.

"I'm going to the restroom. You can continue your investigation here."

"okay."

Upon reaching the stairwell of the emergency exit on this floor, Sano called Gin.

"Hey, what's up?"

"An undercover agent from the FBI sent a message that during your operation with Black Cat, he clashed with people from the Amelika military, claiming to be a member of the Black Organization... Is this true? If so, were you aware of it?"

Oh... so that's what it is. You're only getting the news now? That's a bit slow.

Being an undercover agent makes it inconvenient to pass messages.

Or was it because my level was too low that I didn't know immediately?

Sano, who had almost forgotten about this incident, still asked in confusion, "What? Black-clad? I didn't know about this?"

"really do not know?"

"really do not know."

"...That means he's just using us for his own purposes and causing trouble. We have to take care of him."

Sano was not surprised by Gin's statement.

I expected this.

Chapter 614, Sano: The organization is my home!

After a brief search of my memory, I found the explanation I had prepared long ago.

Sano said, "Is it really necessary to be in such a hurry?"