Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

But if we look at it in this context, it seems more like a joke about Gin.

To put it more bluntly.

It's all about mockery and sarcasm.

Gin raised an eyebrow and gave him a cold look. Vodka realized a beat too late that he had just said the wrong thing, and immediately and very consciously slapped his mouth. Then he straightened his back, looked straight ahead, and focused on driving.

Gin finally let out a sigh of relief: "What happened, rye?"

"What else could it be? It must be related to that Black Mask."

Sano leaned back in his chair and sighed, "According to my investigation, at least Kurosawa and Kuroneko know each other. As for whether these two Kurosawa and Kuroneko know each other, I have no proof. But the surname Kurosawa is indeed very popular. Luckily, I had the foresight to choose a name early on."

"...Kurosawa Yu?"

Suddenly, Gin remembered the pseudonym that Sano had used before.

Seeing Sano nod, Gin couldn't help but rub his forehead again. What kind of people were these under his command? Their thought processes were like racetracks, completely incomprehensible... Speaking of which, while Vodka was a bit simple-minded before, he wasn't this bad. How did he...

Then suddenly.

Gin remembered something he hadn't thought about in a long time: Sano was sick.

Therefore, it is perfectly normal to not be able to understand their thought process.

But Vodka isn't sick... Thinking about it carefully, it seems that the point when my henchman started acting strangely was when Sano joined the organization, especially after being promoted to a higher-ranking officer, and when the two sides started to have more contact.

Ok?

Um? ?

What do you mean? Does mental illness mean it's contagious?

Gin's thoughts faltered. He secretly shook his head, wondering what he was thinking. How could this be? It was far too scientific, and...

Gin glanced at Sano and narrowed his eyes.

"If that's the case, does the Black Cat also have a name with the surname Kurosawa? That's their code name, and you just happen to have that code name."

"Haha, that makes a lot of sense."

Sano laughed and said, "Our organization is called the 'Breakfast Factory' because the code names of our executives are all names of liquors. So, their new Black Organization, since all its members are surnamed Kurosawa, might change its name to the Kurosawa Family in the future? Well, if that's the case, wouldn't Gin, whose real name is Kurosawa, at least be the head of the Kurosawa Family?"

Gin's eye twitched, and he felt his blood pressure spike.

...That was a rather direct probing attack, which Sano didn't care about at all.

This was somewhat expected.

But this sarcastic tone is a bit too strong.

"Hey, how about we actually go visit the Kurosawa family? I'll call Black Cat and see if it's possible, what do you think?"

Chapter 635 Sano's Bounty

Sano continued.

Gin's eyes turned bloodshot as he stared intently at Sano.

"Are you serious?"

"Just kidding, just kidding."

Sano shrugged and spread his hands, somewhat disappointed.

...They're getting serious now. It seems their reputation as loyal dogs of the brewery is well-deserved.

Sano's words just now were purely meant to tease Gin, from various perspectives.

Because Gin would never betray the organization.

Even if it's fake, even if it's an undercover operation... the main goal is to successfully infiltrate the enemy.

too difficult.

Any organization with any merit will definitely test the stance of its members. As for how to test them, it depends on the results of the background check... If Gin wanted to join another organization, there would be no need for a background check at all. Basically, they would ask him to take down a few of their own organization's strongholds and then bring out some very important intelligence.

Even with all that, it's not guaranteed to gain trust.

Besides, if that were the case, the effort and the reward would be disproportionate.

As for sending other people to infiltrate, whether they can get in is one thing, whether they can be trusted after they get in is another, and even if they can be trusted, whether they can gain anything is yet another matter... Calvados, who barely managed to infiltrate by chance, doesn't know a thing.

For example, it might be equivalent to an external member of one's own organization.

Promotion to a leadership position seems like a distant dream; it's essentially a dead end.

...Well, it's not entirely useless; at least I can get in touch with the black cat.

"Speaking of which..."

Sano changed the subject: "Gin-sama, why don't you ask me about the white robe?"

"Ok?"

Gin was taken aback for a moment, then he remembered.

Sano seemed to have wanted to talk about the white-clad woman first.

...Because the Kurosawa family was so astonishing, it was completely overlooked.

"And what about this man in white?"

"That Kurosawa Blade has joined the White Robe."

"……what?"

Gin's brain went blank for the first time... He had just said that the man in black was from the Kurosawa family, and now he was being betrayed by Kurosawa.

Black clothes turned into white clothes?

Wait a moment.

Gin realized: "Is this a spy?"

"Who knows?"

Sano shrugged and said, "Anyway, this thing was originally just a small fry, as you said, but now it's become a great white shark."

"Oh?"

Gin narrowed his eyes again: "Even you say so, that Kurosawa Jin is very powerful?"

"Is it impressive?"

Sano stroked his chin: "I'd rather call it dangerous."

"Danger……"

Gin and Vodka's expressions both changed slightly... If someone like Sano said it was dangerous, then that person must be a monster, right?

"And the other one?"

Gin asked again.

"I'm not sure about that, I didn't see anyone."

"I didn't see anyone..."

Gin frowned: "You said those two guys live in Sannoji Temple. If I remember correctly, these are the clients that Kogoro Mouri was asked to hire. Isn't that a bit too much of a coincidence? There might be a connection between the two."

"Who knows? But from what I know, it seems to be just a coincidence."

Upon hearing Sano's reply, Gin merely scoffed.

“A coincidence that is too accidental is no longer a coincidence, but an inevitability.”

Gin rolled down the car window and lit a cigarette: "If he's not interested in you, then he's probably just like you, interested in that Kogoro Mouri. That guy is really charming. I heard that Bourbon spends a lot of time with him lately, even though he should have used up all the usefulness of his disciple status by now."

"Yes, it is indeed interesting. Isn't Gin-sama the same way?"

Sano sighed, "And the more people who are interested, the more interested I feel."

Gin glanced at the rearview mirror.

"After you finish your work today, take a few days off."

"Ok?"

Sano was taken aback and asked in surprise, "Why?"

"Don't worry, it's not that I suspect you of having any problems, it's just that I have a task for you to do."

Gin paused for a moment: "It's an intelligence mission. Your detective background might come in handy, but it might not be necessary for you to get involved. In short, just wait for news. They will contact you if needed."

"Take the initiative to contact..."

Sano nodded thoughtfully, then tentatively asked, "High-ranking officer?"

Gin remained silent.

Sano roughly understood the situation and stopped talking.

After the car had driven quite a distance, Gin suddenly looked out the window: "Rye, I saw your child again, and her friend too."

"So what if you saw it? It's not even midnight yet. It's normal to be heading home."

Sano said nonchalantly.

Gin, meanwhile, stared intently at Sano.

Sensing something was wrong, Sano pressed his face against the car window and saw a little girl skipping along the roadside, and—a clown-like fat man who looked extremely ugly, filthy, and would most likely become a deadbeat otaku in the future.

"...Could you stop the car, Brother Jia? I think I need to take care of some personal matters first."

Seeing that Sano had already drawn his gun, Gin immediately interrupted, "Hey, what are you doing? It's not unusual for kindergarten kids to hold hands."

"They actually dared to hold hands?!"

Only then did Sano notice this, and he immediately tried to force open the car door and jump out.

"Which hand is it? I'll chop it off!"

"..."

The black Porsche spun like a snake on the road, with clanging and rattling inside.