Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

"...Yes, but what does that have to do with you?"

"If it weren't for me, why do you think someone who was supposed to leave with that Black Fox would suddenly appear in an abandoned temple deep in the mountains?"

As soon as Sano said that, Conan immediately understood.

"So, you actually asked Kurosawa for help?"

Conan suddenly realized what was going on, and then abruptly asked, "So how much did you spend?"

"It didn't cost any money."

"...Hey, why?"

"Why would I bother with him if I wanted to spend money? I just told him about an ancient martial arts school called Yoshitsune-ryu. That kind of guy seems to be someone without worldly desires. If you want him to take the initiative, you have to choose something he's interested in. There's no first place in literature, but there's a second place in martial arts. Isn't a pretty famous ancient martial arts school quite challenging?"

Sano said this.

Conan suddenly realized... So that's how it is, that guy really did say he was challenging the dojo.

"Wait a minute, but it seems that Kurosawa Jin had been lying in ambush there for a long time, and even prepared a horse in advance. Did you know all along that Kazuha would be kidnapped by Saijo-san to threaten Hattori?"

"What are you thinking? I do know the identity of the murderer, who is also the last member of the Genji clan, and I also know that his target is most likely Hattori Heiji. I also found out about the existence of the Yoshitsune school. But I'm not a prophet. How could I possibly know in advance that he planned to kidnap Kazuha for a deal?"

In response to Conan's question, Sano pursed his lips and said.

"...So, your initial goal was to have Kurosawa Jin deal with the Yoshitsune school, including Saijo-san, instead of rescuing people?"

Conan suddenly realized something again.

...After all, according to Sano, he didn't know Kurosawa.

In this way, relying solely on a possible question of "interest," the hope of saving lives is entirely entrusted to a strange villain.

That's really hard to believe.

Of course, while they are described as villains, we should still put that question mark on the matter for now.

They're definitely not a good person!

"Wait a moment."

Conan suddenly realized something was wrong and asked, "Since you had already determined the truth of the whole case while you were doing your own thing, why didn't you choose to contact me... or even call the police, instead of going to Kurosawa and trying to provoke him to deal with Mr. Saijo and the Yoshitsune school?"

"Because I haven't found any evidence, or rather, I don't have the time or the mood to look for it. So, not to mention that going through the formal channels would be very troublesome, it would be quite embarrassing if it backfired. Letting him confirm it himself would be fine. More importantly... it would interfere with my own affairs."

To Conan's surprise, Sano seemed unusually patient this time.

Surprisingly, after several paragraphs of explanation, he answered his own question again.

Is it because he explained the truth about his first love at the station earlier? Is this guy so concerned about whether Hattori Heiji is two-timing, or is he simply concerned about Toyama Kazuha?

Conan shook his head.

The main point about Sano is that the first two points are not entirely unreasonable.

Only the last point.

"What exactly have you been busy with in Kyoto these past few days?"

Sano looked at Conan.

Conan quickly raised his hands and said, "I'm not curious, I'm just wondering what could have kept you out of the public eye for two days. Has this matter been resolved? If you need any help, feel free to let me know."

Sano raised an eyebrow, said nothing, but took out the MP3 player that Amuro Tooru had given him from his pocket, plugged in the earphones he had bought, put them in his ears, and closed his eyes.

...It's always like this.

Conan sighed and wisely kept quiet.

Just mentioning Kurosawa gives Conan a headache... a new dangerous character.

He was clearly riding such a big horse, but he just disappeared without a trace.

No matter how the police searched, they couldn't find a trace of him. This was similar to the elusive nature of the man in black, or rather, exactly the same.

Also.

At the time, two other characters at Yulong Temple also caught Conan's attention.

Unfortunately, Conan was too busy chasing Kurosawa to notice when the two disappeared... It's like he lost the sesame seeds and got the watermelon?

……

Tokyo.

A fast food burger restaurant.

Just planning to get some dinner before working overtime, the Gin duo...

Ordering food at the counter.

"what!"

But right after ordering, a gasp rang out, followed by a barrage of insults.

"You brat, are you blind?!"

Gin glanced over instinctively and saw two young men with brightly colored hair, smoking cigarettes and cursing at a few children who looked to be in kindergarten. But his gaze, which should have been withdrawn, paused.

Because among those children, there was a familiar face.

"Big brother, isn't that..."

Vodka, who was standing next to him, also recognized him. Surprised, he looked at Gin hesitantly.

"Gentlemen, your meals are ready. Would you like to order takeout or dine in?"

Vodka was about to instinctively pack it up and take it away as usual when Gin said "dine-in" and then picked up the tray and went inside.

Vodka quickly followed.

...Could this be...?

"boom."

The young man, who was still cursing, was hit by Gin's solid chest. He lost his balance and stumbled a few steps, almost falling over.

"You fucking..."

The young man, already furious, was further thwarted. He turned around, about to start cursing again, when he met Gin's cold gaze as he stopped. His voice immediately softened as he muttered, "Can't you watch where you're going? You bumped into someone and didn't even apologize. What kind of person is that?"

"Shh!"

"boom!"

No sooner said than done, Gin grabbed the young man's head and slammed him hard onto the table next to him, leaving the passersby who were eating dinner without their meal.

Amidst gasps and screams.

Gin increased the pressure of his hand, raising the young man's scream to a higher level before forcing it to stop abruptly. He then uttered a cold voice and asked.

"What did you just say? I'm hard of hearing, speak louder."

The young man stared in terror at the figure that seemed like a demon, looking down at him with contempt. His companion stood there stiffly, unable to open his mouth or move his legs.

As the saying goes, "Better to die a friend than a poor monk."

Since it wasn't him who was being pinned to the table, the young man was naturally afraid that if he made any noise, the devil in front of him would shift his focus.

Then you'll be the next one to be slammed onto the table.

Chapter 634 Gin: Is Mental Illness Contagious?

"...Yes, I'm sorry."

In the end, the young man could only try to apologize with trembling lips and a mournful face.

Gin narrowed his eyes but didn't do anything else... After all, he wasn't some kind of demon, so how could he just casually kill a passerby?

After withdrawing his hand, Gin glanced at the little girl.

"Humph."

After giving a cold snort, Gin went to a corner to eat, with Vodka following behind. Vodka secretly gave the little girl a friendly smile—Don't be afraid, the uncles are good people, so don't say anything carelessly when you get back.

Vodka seeks no merit, only to avoid mistakes.

What if this girl goes back and tells Sano, "I met two really scary uncles today, they scared me," even if she meant well, who knows what that guy will think? It's hard to say whether Gin will get into trouble, but if there's a problem, I'll definitely be the one who suffers!

all in all.

You need to get along well with the person who caused the problem and build a good relationship with the child.

So, after sitting down for a short while, Vodka made an excuse to leave the store, then rushed into a convenience store without saying a word, bought a bunch of snacks like lollipops, chocolates, and chewing gum, and then, from a distance of over a hundred meters, precisely targeted the burger shop that had already left, and began to sprint...

And so on.

Vodka returned, covered in sweat, after Gin had finished eating.

"...Why are you sweating so much?"

Gin looked at Vodka with some confusion: "You went to the top?"

"Ah...yes, I've gained a little weight recently, so squatting is quite tiring."

Volt added with a laugh... He really did get fat, and he was really tired, but it wasn't just physical fatigue; it was more mental fatigue.

How exactly does Sano raise his kids?

Isn't she being a little too vigilant? She won't listen to anything I say.

...Of course, being vigilant is a good thing for children.

But for vodka, it wasn't a good thing. He eagerly went over, but instead of getting closer, he seemed to be getting "attention".

I have this feeling.

When the child got home, he would tell Sano something like, "On my way home from dinner at a hamburger joint today, I ran into a strange fat uncle in a suit and sunglasses who tried to lure me with snacks. I was so scared."

...It's all over.

Chun Chun then tried to chat up a girl, but was mistaken for a pervert.

What's the difference?

Vodka collapsed, resigned himself to his fate and waited to die.