Gin remembered the little girl that Sano had taken in through a roundabout way.

Originally, after spending a lot of time with Sano, Gin's impression of Sano was that he was capable and confident to the point of being arrogant.

It means being free-spirited, unrestrained, and eccentric.

Sano's emotions fluctuate greatly and are unpredictable, especially when it comes to feelings.

Gin said it wasn't a good idea; his intuition and experience told him otherwise.

Sano is likely a cold and ruthless person at heart, and his concepts of principles and bottom lines are very weak. It can be said that his actions are entirely driven by emotions, but that is the reality now.

Sano adopted that little girl.

It added a weakness, a vulnerability, and a big problem for itself.

From this perspective, even if this behavior stemmed from Sano's emotions.

Those underlying emotions must also exist.

Considering Sano's background, things might have been a little better when he was young, but as he grew older, he was an orphan with no family, let alone a home.

Gin has seen many characters like this, and even more of the same type. They generally scoff at concepts like family and love, but at the same time, this also confirms their inner flaws—after all, the place that people most want to protect with armor is often their most vulnerable spot, which is subconscious.

It is precisely because Sano has no home that he longs for one.

The organization may not have actually given Sano any warmth. Logically speaking, even if he really wanted a home, it shouldn't be the organization, but...

...Gin gave it to me!

What is warmth? What is family?

Gin has single-handedly provided the most appropriate guidance and instruction, helped clean up messes, chatted with people, relieved their boredom, kept them company, and so on.

Although Gin did not have any intention of deliberately building a closer relationship.

It's not impossible that this goal could be achieved unintentionally.

Well, although it's a bit shameless, it makes a lot more sense that I consider the organization as my home because I consider myself family.

Even though Sano clearly said he didn't intend to get involved, he still said in the end that he would help cover things... Wait a minute, if that's the case...

Could it be that there are feelings between Sano and Kuroneko?

If something goes wrong, Sano said he would cover for you, but what about Kuroneko?

Could it be that Sano will suddenly interfere when I'm about to succeed?

Gin couldn't help but feel a little worried again, but then he thought about it again and felt that something was not quite right.

Sano told him to go ahead and do it, provided he could succeed.

If it's not simply that I don't have a deep relationship with that guy and therefore can't be bothered to care.

That means you believe you have absolutely no chance of winning?

Gin frowned... Black Cat's strength is indeed impressive. Putting aside the missions carried out by the assassins in his team, his own achievements, both big and small, are proof of that.

Even so, Gin didn't think that an assassin would be qualified to fight against him, who had an organization behind him... But he wasn't sure how close Sano and Kuroneko were, but they were the closest people he knew, so he gave them his advice.

It's not entirely unconvincing.

"...What are you doing?"

Coming to his senses, Gin realized that the car hadn't moved an inch during the few minutes he was thinking, and looked at Vodka in confusion.

"No, nothing..."

Seeing that Gin had recovered, Vodka shuddered and quickly started the car.

"...Um, big brother, are we still going to handle the black cat matter?"

On the way, Vodka finally couldn't hold back and tentatively asked.

"Let's put it aside for now and deal with this first..."

As soon as he gave the answer, Gin suddenly remembered that there was one more thing he hadn't mentioned to Sano.

But after taking out his phone, Gin thought for a moment and switched from the dialer to the text messaging screen... Such a trivial matter, sending a text message is no different.

"There's a guy called White Reaper. Have your bad friend help you find out more."

Chapter 615, Chapter 618: How is this a frame-up?

Sano, who had already returned, received a text message from Gin and found it strange... After all, they had just exchanged so much information. Logically speaking, the other party shouldn't want to have any more contact with him in the short term. Why would he take the initiative to contact him again?

After glancing at the contents, Sano became even more puzzled.

He subconsciously glanced at Asai Narumi beside him... What was this big shot doing?

"Ok?"

Asai Shigemi noticed Sano's gaze and smiled, "What's wrong?"

Before Sano could speak, Sonoko Suzuki grinned lewdly and winked, saying, "Oh dear, you've been caught peeping at Narumi-san, senpai."

"...Would you die if you didn't talk?"

Despite Sano's deadpan expression, Sonoko Suzuki continued to smile mischievously.

"Yes, the doctor said I have a disease that will kill me if I don't speak."

Sano grabbed Sonoko Suzuki by the back of the neck: "What a coincidence. I've been to the hospital too. The doctor said I have a disease that will kill me if I don't fight back."

As Sano tightened his grip, Sonoko Suzuki immediately began to wail and scream.

"Ouch, ouch, be gentle, it hurts, it hurts!"

Listening to the commotion on this side, and seeing that the investigation on that side hadn't yielded any clues related to the so-called second culprit, Conan and Sera Masumi unconsciously cast deadpan glances... They're really having a lot of fun.

"That's it, I can't find anything more. I can only wait until that guy has recovered a bit in the hospital before letting the police take him away for questioning."

Sera Masumi plopped down on the sofa, giving up the struggle like a salted fish, which made Conan anxious: "No, try again!"

"Try it yourself if you want, I can't help you anyway."

Sera Masumi simply chose to give up, leaving Conan helpless.

"It's getting late, let's go eat first."

Speaking of food, Sano suddenly remembered something he hadn't noticed and asked Conan, "Hey, by the way, do you have the money to treat us to a meal?"

"what?"

Conan was momentarily stunned by Sano's question.

...Qian Conan certainly had it, but the problem was that it was inconvenient for him to take it out.

Sano undoubtedly knew this, which is why he asked the question.

"Where would Conan get the money? I'll pay his share."

Ran Mouri took out her small wallet... Luckily, she still had some pocket money left over this month, which should be enough as long as she didn't go out for a fancy meal.

However, Sano, who saw through Ran Mouri's thoughts, naturally wouldn't let the feast slip away. He said, "Hey, you are you, and he is him. How can you generalize? Even if he's a kid, he lost because he wanted to gamble. He can't blame anyone else. As the saying goes, a little gambling is fun, but excessive gambling is harmful. Education should start from childhood. Only in this way can we prevent him from going astray when he grows up... I don't think you want him to end up like your father, spending all his time gambling on horses or playing pachinko, right?"

"This……"

Ran Mouri didn't feel uncomfortable that her own father was being used as a negative example; on the contrary, she felt that Sano's statement was becoming more and more reasonable.

"But even so, he can't come up with that much money. Why don't we just give him all his pocket money, and I'll cover the rest..."

"Alas, that is incorrect."

Before Ran Mouri could finish speaking, Sano interrupted, "Who said he has no money? I heard that he secretly pocketed a large sum of money from his parents and spends it on various expenses in his spare time. Didn't you know that?"

"what?"

Ran Mouri was stunned and stared blankly at Conan: "Really?"

"Really, why would I lie to you?"

Sano patted Ran Mouri on the shoulder, and his true fangs, which had been urging him on, were finally revealed: "Look, this kid steals money and gambles, those are two bad habits. Of course, he may learn to be good after being taught a lesson, but he is still too young. It's not good to carry so much money on him."

"Why don't you take the money and keep it for him? Then give him a little extra pocket money each time and deduct it from that. As punishment, make him pay your share of the money this time. After this series of lessons, I think he will definitely remember what happened today."

"..."

Ran Mouri remained silent for a moment, and before she could even get angry, she was persuaded by Sano and, as he instructed, extended her hand to Conan.

Conan glanced at Ran Mouri, then at Sano.

...They didn't even give him a chance to explain, and just believed Sano's words?

Is this really going too far?!

After a moment of silence, Conan quietly took out his wallet.

no way.

While Sano's statement wasn't entirely true, it is true that Conan possesses wealth that a normal first-grade elementary school student shouldn't have.

No matter how Conan tries to argue, this "ironclad evidence" renders it meaningless.

...What on earth is this wretched guy thinking?

Now, not only has his reputation been damaged, but more importantly, his slush fund has been forced to be handed over.

From now on, don't even think about getting anything out of me!

Sano, who also saw through Conan's thoughts, simply curled the corner of his mouth at Conan.

...Now that Conan has no money, he won't be able to get any benefits in the future?

What nonsense are you talking about? When has Sano ever benefited from Conan?

The two had only made a few occasional, perfectly fair transactions.

The transaction will continue if needed in the future.

Whether Conan has the capital to make the deal is his business.

What is his connection with Sano?

If you can't come up with the money by then, then forget about it; you'll have to find a way to make the money yourself.

"Alright, let's go!"

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