Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

"Okay, I'll add some unique features to make it easier to distinguish in the future."

Sano gave a mocking smile... This blow wasn't too light or too heavy, but it would leave a small piece missing from the Stand user's ear, making it impossible for him to impersonate Sano in the future.

The Stand user's expression visibly stiffened for a moment.

However, due to the circumstances, the Stand user didn't try to save face by saying anything more. Instead, he smiled and said, "Well, thank you very much."

"Oh, you're too kind."

Sano withdrew his foot, turned around, and left immediately.

...There's nothing more to do after that; the rainy day is a good environment.

Even without wiping your bottom, it can still clean up some important traces.

As for the truth that the boss mentioned.

Sano was still somewhat curious—he sensed that things were more complicated than they seemed, but he wasn't really that eager to investigate.

That's unnecessary.

The key issue is that the person behind the scenes is so well hidden that it's impossible to find them.

...We haven't even found a single rum yet, let alone the one above that.

Let's take it one step at a time; it will eventually surface.

Although Sano could try to start with this Stand user and follow the clues, the guy looked completely clueless.

Sano really felt that he couldn't be relied on.

The only thing that makes Sano uncomfortable right now is that he got caught in too much rain.

This damp feeling is really uncomfortable.

Perhaps we could take this opportunity to shoot a set of sexy, wet-look photos and sell them?

You might even make a small profit.

……Um?

Sano then realized that he seemed to have forgotten to ask the Stand user for the umbrella money.

Damn it.

Losing an umbrella is a small matter.

It's a huge mistake to miss out on a chance to rip someone off!

Sano was extremely annoyed, so he decided to exaggerate the amount slightly when he asked Gin for reimbursement next time—since the boss above was willing to clean up the mess for this Stand user.

So, it wouldn't be too much to wipe it even cleaner, would it?

With that in mind, Sano went into the hotel next door, booked the best room, ordered the most luxurious package, and planned to wash up and get some sleep.

I'll book another first-class ticket home.

……

When Sano returned to Tokyo, he received a call from Ran Mouri, who asked him what had happened when he returned that day and whether he had come back yet. After receiving an affirmative answer only for the latter, Sano...

Ran Mouri then invited Sano to go on a trip together.

The destination was a small place called Ueno Prefecture.

...It's a bit subtle. Although Japanese surnames tend to be based on local names, so it's not surprising that they might coincide with place names, this particular time...

Ueno died just once, and now another Ueno is going to die.

It really is true... although it's hard to say whether Ueno just made it up off the cuff.

Sano, who was wearing a rye vest, clicked his tongue and held his phone with the speakerphone on. After glancing at Gin, who was staring intently at him, he decided that since he had just returned from his leave and had only worked one day, it was not appropriate to continue slacking off. So he politely declined Ran Mouri's invitation to team up.

This made Gin nod in satisfaction.

"...So, was this trip worthwhile?"

After Sano hung up the phone, Gin asked this question.

"I guess so, but it doesn't really mean much to a detective's identity."

"Oh?"

Gin raised an eyebrow and asked, "Didn't you encounter any cases?"

"We encountered one; one person was injured, and then another died just before the arrest."

"..."

That's really disgusting.

Gin silently lit a cigarette: "That means it doesn't require much skill."

"Ah."

After Sano nodded in acknowledgment, he stared out the window for a while, then suddenly looked at Gin and said, "The boss called me, using a voice changer."

"……Um?"

Gin and Vodka looked at Sano with surprise almost simultaneously.

The car almost went out of control for a moment and crashed into a street lamp.

Vodka quickly straightened the steering wheel and looked straight ahead.

Gin didn't blame anyone, focusing instead on the important matter: "What did he say to you?"

Sano blinked: "Don't you ever suspect that Rum might have called me, just using the boss's name to fool me?"

Chapter 655 The Heresy of the Kurosawa Family?

"This is impossible."

Gin immediately rejected the idea without hesitation: "He doesn't have the guts."

Sano raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised that Gin would trust Rum's loyalty so much, but he didn't insist on dwelling on it.

"...So, what exactly is it?"

Gin, however, did not intend to skip the topic. Perhaps considering Sano's condition, he frowned and added, "Or is it that we can't talk about it?"

No, not at all.

After carefully considering his words, Sano said, "He just reminded me that Rum was keeping an eye on me, and then said that he would turn a blind eye to our conflict... something like that."

"..."

For a moment, Gin fell into a deep silence.

...In the few seconds after he learned that his boss had called, Gin had considered hundreds of possibilities, but he hadn't really thought of the rum thing that Sano mentioned.

Gin does seem to have some sense of it.

But isn't my boss's attitude a little off?

It's not right for a boss who hasn't been involved in things for years to suddenly get involved.

Normally, even if one is biased, one should choose to remain silent and observe until the crucial moment when one subtly raises their hand to adjust the scales.

As it turned out, not only did they remind Sano beforehand, they also made their stance clear.

Isn't this a bit too biased?

"What do you think I should do, Lord Gin?"

Sano pulled Gin back to his senses.

Gin let out a breath and rubbed his temples: "Don't worry, I'll contact Rum later and explain the situation. Since the boss is willing to trust you, I think he should back down no matter what."

"Steps?"

Sano asked in surprise, "You want to negotiate with him?"

"if not?"

Gin looked at Sano with some surprise and asked, "Do you really want to get entangled with Rum and fight to the death?"

"if not?"

Sano's repeated question successfully knocked Gin unconscious.

"He wants to get rid of me, so why can't I want to get rid of him? Besides, the boss said he wouldn't interfere, so this is perfectly reasonable."

"...The boss may not care, but we can't. Rum is the organization's second-in-command and the linchpin of its operation. Losing him would cause great losses."

Gin tried to reason with Sano.

But Sano replied, "So, if I'm gone, it's not a big loss, right...?"

"not me……"

Gin choked for a moment before finally managing to say, "I told you I would take responsibility for contacting Rum and I'm sure I can persuade him. If he still doesn't agree, then we can just keep saying what we don't agree to. Besides, are you going to die at Rum's hands?"

At the end of his persuasion, Gin praised Sano again.

...There's nothing we can do. Although the previous wave was unintentional, Gin did give it to Sano, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

"handle".

If this isn't fixed, Sano might continue to be sarcastic and sarcastic.

Gin had neither the mood nor the time to listen to Sano's nonsense.

"That's hard to say."

Sano smiled and said, "But to be honest, I don't think losing someone like him is a loss. On the contrary, it would be a loss if he continued to sit in this position."

Gin choked again.

...This sarcasm is truly insulting to the extreme.

However, to be fair, Gin also felt that Rum was a little bit...

His virtue is not commensurate with his position.

But to say he's that useless is an understatement.