Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

"Even the distillery's loyal dogs seem to be losing their master's trust?"

Gin's expression darkened slightly, and he ignored Sano's taunts.

"In short, that's all."

After waving his hand, Sano prepared to take his leave.

But before leaving, Sano suddenly stopped and turned back to throw a cloud of smoke at Gin: "By the way, given the relationship between that mad dog and the black cat at your brewery, if a war really breaks out, who will he side with?"

Gin's eyes underwent a subtle change.

Feeling he had shown off, Sano didn't linger this time.

...Through this wave, Sano has roughly understood the overall situation. Putting aside the pros, let's talk about the situation on the opposing side, the brewery.

It's a little complicated.

Sano has a total of six aliases, including his original identity.

But in the eyes of the distillery's senior management, these were five people.

What has been confirmed, or rather, acknowledged, is the new black-clad group.

Only black cats.

Because of its connection with black cats, rye is considered highly suspicious by the affirmative side.

Both Black Mask and Black Death are considered suspects by the good guys.

On the other hand, this was originally not a problem.

It wasn't until the discovery of a possible connection between Black Cat and Black Mask, with Ireland as the hub, that suspicions were then placed on Black Death, who had a close relationship with the latter.

It seems normal.

But Gin didn't realize this.

This made Sano very suspicious that Gin's access to information might be restricted.

...Well, maybe, just maybe.

Because Sano kept applying the Kurosawa family's identity to various aliases, Gin, whose real name is Kurosawa, was actually targeted by paranoia.

Chapter 648 New Colleagues

A new member in black, Kurosawa Jin?

Hmm, this seems quite interesting?

A bold idea suddenly popped into Sano's mind: to be impolite.

cough cough.

As for the other two aliases, Black Fox and Black Blade.

Leaving aside the latter, Sano always felt that the person in charge of this matter was also keeping an eye on him, because since the last mission, he couldn't remember how long it had been since the Black Fox alias had received a new mission, even though it was the intelligence group.

It is inherently a relatively "flexible" department.

But this was too harsh; it was clearly a sign that they were being observed.

Sano just doesn't understand why, if the intention is to test the waters, shouldn't more missions be assigned?

Why choose to handle this calmly? What are you worried about?

...But it doesn't matter.

Sano was too lazy to care about anything and just let things develop freely.

As for who led this incident, whether it was that elusive distillery boss or the insignificant second-in-command Rum, it doesn't matter.

there is always a solution to a problem.

Let's see what happens next after this incident.

"Dudu-"

My phone vibrated.

Sano took it out and saw that it was Osaka Kuro's phone number.

...Judging from experience, it's most likely that the plague god aura is about to take effect.

After thinking for a moment, Sano answered the phone, and Hattori Heiji on the other end started excitedly chattering away, seemingly saying a lot of things.

There's a case.

Well, that's how it is in summary.

Basically, the gist of it is that Heiji Hattori will bring Kazuha Toyama to Tokyo.

Then they dragged the Mori family along and set off for their destination.

Sano's situation was just a side thing... mainly because Hattori Heiji didn't expect to be able to clear it.

After all, Sano not answering the phone has practically become the norm...

cough.

Sano is quite interested in this case.

Because on the surface, this is, well, an old case?

It also involves Conan's true identity, Shinichi Kudo.

Considering that I haven't been involved in any cases recently, and even when I have, I've basically been just going through the motions.

"...Okay, call me when you're there."

After hanging up the phone, Sano headed home, but while passing through an alley...

Sano accidentally bumped into several people.

"...Give it back to me!!"

A little boy glared angrily at the young man in front of him, trying desperately to reach the snacks in the man's hand, while the man pressed his leg against his stomach.

It's impossible to get even a fraction of a distance.

"Hahaha, little brat, why don't you use a little more force?"

The young man laughed loudly, his face showing a sly and shifty expression.

"stop!"

At that moment, a messenger of justice descended from the heavens.

Looking up, I saw the little girl standing there with a righteous expression.

"How dare you, a grown man, bully a child?!"

Faced with the little girl's righteous questioning, the morally bankrupt young man was first taken aback, then laughed even harder: "If you're not happy, then just take it from me!"

Seemingly having lost interest, the young man threw away the snacks in his hand, kicked the little boy aside, and walked straight towards the little girl.

The young man's two other companions blocked the other end of the alley.

...Why are you being so cautious with a kindergarten girl?

As usual, Sano walked along the alley wall, slightly speechless, his tail wagging unconsciously behind him... Speaking of which, isn't this girl a bit unlucky? It always seems like she gets involved in some minor troubles, whether by choice or by force.

Although it's not particularly frequent,

Could it be that it was ultimately affected by the aura of a plague god?

"what!"

Lost in thought, the little girl suddenly shouted and struck a pose.

"..."

Upon seeing this, the young man was taken aback again, then chuckled and asked, "You've even practiced this before?"

"Yes, my master is the champion of the Kanto Karate Tournament!"

The little girl nodded with a serious and solemn expression and announced Ran Mouri's name.

Unfortunately, this reputation isn't big enough to intimidate passersby.

"Hahahahaha..."

After a moment of strange expressions, the young men almost burst into laughter, tears welling up in their eyes.

"Karate, karate, did you hear me?"

After rubbing his aching cheek, the young man still had an uncontrollable smile on his face. Then, he stretched his face forward in a cheeky manner and mocked, "Why don't you use karate and give me a punch in the face?"

And faced with the ridicule of the youth.

The little girl clenched her fists, feeling not only anger but also unease.

"what!!"

Perhaps to bolster her courage, the little girl shouted angrily again and then forcefully opened the door.

The short leg swung out and kicked the young man's shin.

...Three seconds of silence, empty-handed.

Of course, nothing happened, except the little girl felt her legs.

It seems to hurt a little.

"Ah……"

The young man's lips had just curved into a smile when he suddenly felt the light above him dim.

It seemed as if a dark shadow had entered my peripheral vision.

"boom!!"

Before the young man could even raise his head, a tremendous force landed on his neck.

The enormous, muffled thud was deafening.

In the last second before his consciousness faded, the young man felt his chin make very intimate contact with the ground, causing excruciating pain, but he was fortunate.