Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

One piece, perhaps caused by the impact of the osprey and the subsequent tilting and collapse, broke off from the Ferris wheel, or rather, it was a large piece that cracked apart.

It was falling rapidly from above Black Death's head.

This was undoubtedly a huge surprise... Sano suspected it was the work of a plague god's halo.

However, the key point lies in the area and speed of this large split.

All of this meant that the Black Death was already too late to take any action.

"……careful!!"

Conan finally noticed this too and quickly shouted.

Curaçao looked up, perhaps realizing that escape was impossible, and instinctively tackled Ai Haibara, who had just raised her head, to the ground.

...Although it was useless, Curaçao chose to use it as a pad.

A shadow loomed overhead, and the immense force of the impact caused the air to slam downwards.

It's almost like that.

The world became aware of Sano's existence as an unregistered resident and eliminated him.

"Haiyuan!!"

Amid Conan's horrified and desperate screams, a pair of large hands lifted him up.

"Buzz—Boom!"

In this situation, let alone Kokushi's explosive power, even if he wore a suit and had a double attack, Sano felt it would be a futile attempt, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

But we can't just do nothing and wait to die.

At least.

Why not give us a chance?

But the moment his palm touched that thing, Hei Si's outstretched arms and straight back bent, and his left knee slammed to the ground with a loud thud.

no doubt.

The bone is cracked.

Not only his knees, but also his arms, and the back of his neck and shoulders that were pressed down by his bent arms, Sano suspected that they had entered a state of complete failure.

"Well……"

The roar that instinctively escaped his throat was accompanied by more blood.

...It seems that the force it endured was too great, and even its internal organs suffered some problems.

Black Death's body became more and more bent, and even the posture of carrying on his shoulders gradually changed to carrying on his back—but to say gradually, it didn't even take a second. This was only because of the high physical attribute bonus of the special attack suit, which allowed him to rely on his hard body to find an angle and turn himself into a pillar even though his burst attribute was insufficient.

But Sano couldn't say for sure how long this pillar could hold up.

Whether it's one second or two seconds, it's impossible for it to hold on until the kinetic energy from the falling debris is completely dissipated.

Fortunately, Curaçao had chosen to tackle Ai Haibara, otherwise, no matter how strong she was, that blow would have crushed her head on the spot.

"You brat!"

Of course, Sano doesn't intend to place all his hopes on Kokushi's support.

In the blink of an eye, the black-masked figure stepped out.

[Knight Kick] activated.

"Boom!"

The floor tiles shattered, and with the immense kinetic energy pushing back, Black Mask instantly transformed into a black shadow. He flew close to the ground and disappeared beneath the fragments, grabbing Curaçao who was lying on the ground. Ai Haibara, who was being pinned down by her, was also pulled up with him.

"Boom!"

The next second after the three people flew out from under the debris.

Black Death's body finally gave way, and the fragments crashed to the ground.

From Conan's perspective.

All we saw was the black mask "flying" into the split structure and grabbing the two people; we didn't see whether the three of them actually flew out in the end.

Therefore, they immediately became anxious.

...In fact, Conan also understood who shouted that just now and why.

It's simply a matter of wanting to keep up with the operations.

Two goals, one big and one small, each person is responsible for one.

The problem is that Conan didn't realize it, even if he had.

That's not enough to keep up.

Because of the kick he made inside the Ferris wheel earlier, he had already used up all the power in the power-enhancing shoes—theoretically, Conan could kick them twice more.

The power-enhancing shoes have sufficient electrical capacity to support the feet.

The problem is that that's in theory, assuming the shoes with enhanced leg strength have the maximum battery power. But most of the time, Conan's battery power is insufficient.

Even if Conan never uses the device after it's fully charged, there will definitely be some natural power loss once the charger is unplugged. It will only prompt him to charge it when it can't be used even once anymore. He can't always carry a power bank with him and charge it every now and then.

To ensure that you can kick out two kicks at any time.

...Of course, even if Conan could use a second kick or follow up with that attack, it would probably be useless. He would only lose himself, and since that guy dragged two people away at once, it would be even more pointless. Black Death next to him could be considered one of them.

The problem is that it's impossible to pull that off.

A single pull could mean mutual destruction.

But while it may be meaningless, not being able to do it and not being able to do it are two different things.

After a wave of dust and gusts that was many times smaller than the previous one, Conan rushed into the area ahead without a second thought.

"Haiyuan!"

"Kurosawa!"

Amidst the calls, Conan suddenly spotted three blurry figures not far away.

"Hey!"

After emerging from the dust, Conan saw the three people who seemed to be unharmed and immediately breathed a sigh of relief... This whole night had almost suffocated him.

But the next second, Conan suddenly realized something.

"What about Black Death?"

Ai Haibara didn't respond, silently staring at the large, split piece behind Conan with a grim expression. This caused the plague god, who already had a suspicion but was unwilling to believe it, to turn around with a similarly grim expression.

"Black Death!"

Conan ran back again, with no time or inclination to think about whether it was meaningful or not, and began to try to move the fragments that had broken off after hitting the ground with his bare hands.

Ai Haibara followed.

The trio of real children, though still not quite able to react, quietly went over to help. Only Curaçao, supporting her savior, asked with a furrowed brow, "Are you alright?"

"It's nothing, just a twisted ankle."

...That feeling, as if all the bones in my body were being crushed, was naturally much more serious than a twisted ankle, given the short duration of the adrenaline rush.

Sano didn't feel anything, and he's calmed down a bit now.

He was drenched in cold sweat, which almost seeped through the skin beneath his masked form.

Fortunately, it's alright.

Black Death used a clone doll, and Sano immediately deactivated it the moment he rescued Curaçao. Otherwise, if he had actually experienced what it felt like to become mincemeat, it wouldn't be a question of whether he could stand up, but rather whether he would faint from the pain on the spot.

"I twisted my ankle..."

Curaçao glanced at Black Mask's feet and remained silent for two seconds.

"Alright, let's get out of here."

After a pause, Black Mask added, "If you don't want them to die."

Curaçao's eyes flickered, and they retreated together.

Meanwhile.

Outside the amusement park, Rye, wearing a passerby hat, is walking forward.

...Black Death, Black Mask, Rye Whiskey, three different aliases at once.

They appeared simultaneously, and all of them were true.

This is certainly due to external cheats, but it's not because Sano has acquired any new good equipment.

The clone, the original, and this third identity are all summoned creatures.

Although Sano could use a fox demon mask to have someone he had brainwashed into a fanatical follower and whom he could trust completely impersonate him, this method also has loopholes. After all, the only things that can be changed are the face, height, body shape, and the specific size and length of each part. Not to mention the more detailed and core differences in hair, fingerprints, and blood.

Physical evil spirits are different.

Because this thing's body can be slightly altered through Sano's thoughts, and it has no hair, fingerprints, or blood. The only troublesome part is the specific details of its appearance. Even if it has a fox face, it can only improve its face, not other parts.

But what if it's an illusion?

...The reason Sano had this idea was because he was curious about the nature of physical evil spirits—whether this thing belonged to a living being or an inanimate object.

...It's not biological, but it lacks biological characteristics; it's a robot that only obeys commands, but it's not intelligent enough...cough cough...okay, actually it should be said that it has no internal structure.

It's just like those intangible things like phantoms and evil spirits.

Since this thing is a physical object, Sano couldn't help but feel curious.

Therefore, in order to understand the characteristics of this thing, Sano used its twin brother.

When an illusory evil spirit attaches itself to a living being, it can control the five senses on its own. But when it attaches itself to an inanimate object, it will affect the five senses of the surrounding area. So what kind of evil spirit would attach itself to a physical entity?

With a research mindset, Sano conducted experiments and obtained results—

Either one is fine.

In other words, this thing is both a living thing and an inanimate object.

In other words, this allows Sano to change how the physical evil spirit appears to those around him, thus achieving disguise and voice-changing magic in disguise.