Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

It was struck with a "bang, bang, bang".

"Sano, Sano!"

"Are you alright? Answer me quickly!"

"..."

It's Miwako Sato's voice.

Sano then remembered that several policemen had been knocked unconscious downstairs last night.

"coming."

Reluctantly, Sano opened the door.

This surprised Sato Miwako and Takagi Wataru, who were outside the door.

"...Are you alright, Sano?"

"What, you want something to happen to me?"

Sano's rhetorical question successfully silenced Sato Miwako.

"No, it's because we were all ambushed and knocked unconscious last night. When we woke up, it was already daylight, so I was a little worried about you..."

"Ah, let's stop dealing with the bounty."

Sano scratched his head and said, "Because last night a few foreigners came up to look at me and said they mistook me for someone else, and then left. If nothing unexpected happens, this point of attention will probably spread very quickly."

"what?"

Wataru Takagi and Miwako Sato stared at each other in bewilderment.

"You...you've mistaken me for someone else??"

"Ah."

"...So, this matter is considered over?"

"Ah."

"..."

This sudden and absurd development left the duo stunned for a long time.

It wasn't until quite some time later, when the two had gradually accepted the truth, that they said goodbye and left.

I'm preparing to return to the Metropolitan Police Department to report for duty.

Afterwards, Sano closed the door, thought for a moment, and then made a phone call to Gin.

He explained the matter of the bounty order and told Gin not to worry about it anymore.

Gin didn't react much to this, but he brought up another matter: "By the way, there's something I might have to tell you now."

"what's up."

"Do you remember the task that I gave you to rest for the next few days because we might need your help?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

"The cadre members who carried out this mission encountered an accident and are currently missing... Vermouth has confirmed that the person is most likely still alive. The police and public security are currently pursuing them. If possible, actively get involved, obstruct them, or, if necessary, rescue them or silence them."

Sano's thoughts stalled.

"...That policewoman named Hanako?"

"Yes, it seems you've already noticed something amiss. That's right, she's one of Rum's trusted men, codenamed Curaçao. She infiltrated the Metropolitan Police Department to steal a list of undercover agents, which required gaining a certain level of trust... Right after your incident, the time she took a bullet for you was considered to have achieved her goal, but unexpectedly, something still happened in the end."

...Perhaps because of the current situation, there was no need to follow the old rules anymore, so Gin no longer concealed any information and told everyone everything.

That makes sense.

However, the incident where he took a bullet for Sano was used to boost his trust rating.

Sano felt there should be more inside, and Curaçao didn't want to expose himself as someone who could dodge bullets.

Yes, Rum's confidant, a fake high-ranking official.

He was one of the few people who knew that Sano was Rye.

"Okay, I understand. I'll get involved."

After hanging up the phone, Sano immediately contacted Daikoku, asking him to keep an eye on Curaçao and find out its exact location before setting off at top speed.

Finally, Sano arrived at an amusement park.

...It's called an amusement park, but it only looks like one. In reality...

Judging from the sign, it looks like an aquarium?

Sano looked at the bustling amusement park gate, clicked his tongue, squeezed into the crowd and walked forward. He paused halfway and came to a flower bed.

Look ahead again.

Curaçao, having shed her disguise, was sitting on a bench, surrounded by Conan, Professor Agasa, and the Plague Squad... Sure enough, there are plagues everywhere.

Sano lit a cigarette, thought it over and over, and then moved closer.

What are you doing?

Upon hearing Sano's voice, Conan was taken aback at first, then turned around in surprise. After confirming that he wasn't seeing things, he quickly leaned over and asked nervously, "Wait, how did you end up in a place like this? Are you alright?"

Sano raised an eyebrow: "What, can't adults come?"

"No, you, ah, um..."

Conan was speechless for a moment, not knowing how to respond.

"So, who is this?"

Sano deliberately steered the conversation toward Curaçao, and found that in addition to the scrapes and bruises all over her body, the silver-haired girl's eyes were filled with confusion and bewilderment.

...What's going on? Don't you recognize yourself?

Then, several members of the Plague God Squad, who had immediately become serious upon seeing Sano, began to fawn over him and offer their explanations—

"This older sister seems to have amnesia."

Amnesia?

Sano wasn't particularly surprised, and looked thoughtfully at Curaçao, because according to Daikoku's report, this silver-haired girl had escaped death and survived.

They didn't do anything else, just wandered around the amusement park.

Under normal circumstances, one should contact the organization immediately.

No wonder.

Curaçao was also staring at Sano, and as she looked, her brows furrowed.

...It seems there's still a vague impression?

Only at this point could one openly examine Sano of Curaçao and discover that his long, straight silver hair wasn't actually a particularly standard type.

Compared to Gin, it's far inferior.

The ends of the hair, or more precisely, the area from the middle of the hair back, are all wavy.

The hair in front of her forehead was neither neatly swept up nor casually draped over her head. Instead, a strand of hair was picked out and curled up there, somewhat like Rena Mizunashi's bangs, the difference being in the position, length, and quantity... Sano wasn't saying that Curaçao was ugly.

It just feels weird.

Another distinctive feature of Curaçao is its eyes.

A pair of eyes, blue on the left and black on the right, are heterochromatic.

...So you were wearing colored contact lenses before to cover this up?

Sano and Curaçao looked at each other for a few seconds, then asked, "Have we met before?"

"Ok?"

Curaçao blinked, looking somewhat confused: "Maybe..."

Conan and the others nearby got excited: "Really? You guys really saw it?"

"Who knows?"

Sano casually asked, "So what do you still remember now?"

Curaçao shook her head, indicating that she didn't remember a single thing about it anymore.

"It's highly likely he was in a car accident."

Conan waved a phone with a broken screen at Sano and said, "I found some fragments of the windshield in the crack of the phone. It must be an older model car. Also, she had this on her."

Conan then took out something that looked like a sticky note.

After sliding it open on both sides, you'll find five small, semi-transparent cards, each a different color.

...What the heck?

Sano took the phone and pondered it for a while, but couldn't figure it out at all. He then looked at the phone again and said, "That thing is completely broken. Can't you open it?"

"Ah."

Conan hesitated, glancing at Curaçao: "By the way, did you see the news reports about the multi-vehicle collision last night? Do you think there's any possibility that the two are related...?"

"Who knows?"

Sano threw the sticky note back to Conan.

"Then the only option is to call the police..."

"Don't call the police!"

Before Conan could even finish speaking, Curaçao raised her voice as if in a stress response, attracting surprised and strange looks from the others.

Curaçao instinctively decided to run away.

But Conan quickly grabbed him, saying, "Don't worry, we won't call the police!"

After losing her memory, Curaçao seems to have become like a child in terms of mindset.

He actually believed Conan and sat back down.

"Then let's take your picture first, and then see if anyone in the amusement park recognizes you, or even just knows some information about you, okay?"