Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Almost everyone except the police had red eyes, so much so that the entire mall was covered with a dense array of red dots.

It gives you goosebumps.

If you have trypophobia, the effect will be even better... Damn it, so we all stepped into a trap and went straight into the Black Fox's lair!?

Not only Conan and the others, who only knew the basics, were covered in cold sweat.

According to the investigation.

Those madmen who belonged to Black Fox's men, whose eyes also gleamed red.

It is organized.

"For God!" This was the slogan shouted by the madmen who appeared during the bloodbath the night before last, before they were captured and attempted to self-destruct... And these madmen were all inevitably carrying bombs. At least in the other small battlefields in that area, those madmen who were dealt with by the white-clad soldiers, because they acted without hesitation and aimed straight for vital points, and therefore had no chance to self-destruct, were also found to have bombs on them afterward. In other words, this was the standard setup.

As for who God is.

Then we'll have to find out what kind of cult that so-called FFF group actually believes in.

Conan actually found the cult's doctrines absurd and incomprehensible, and the more he looked at them, the more they seemed like a joke... But to be fair, the cult's loyal followers were indeed incredibly fanatical.

Anyway, for the moment.

A single glance reveals at least a thousand pairs of red eyes. Doesn't that mean there are thousands of self-destructing bombs here?

In comparison, the standoff between the Metropolitan Police Department, the Black Reaper, and the All-Takeshima in the middle of the night was on a completely different level; it could have resulted in a total wipeout!

Anyone would be nervous in that situation.

The other police officers, who were also unaware of the situation, instinctively felt a strong sense of crisis due to the overwhelming aura. However, because their understanding was not clear, they did not lose their composure. They simply adjusted the direction of their guns and warily stared at the red-eyed monsters who they believed to be enemies.

"Oh, by the way, a reminder to all the police officers here: these people are all honest and law-abiding ordinary people. They have never shed a drop of blood on their hands. So, you'd better think carefully before you make a move."

Black Fox suddenly smiled and said something that successfully made all the police officers hesitate.

...Sano's brainwashing experiments have never stopped.

Although I occasionally slack off, most of the time I haven't fallen behind. The current methods have made hard-sweeping no longer an option.

Or, to put it another way, the gentle approach of building favorability can also be used forcefully.

First, use the fox-eye ability to control emotions, then directly use the ghost to create any conditions you want. If that doesn't work, use the hammer of justice to heal the wounded, secondhand smoke, and other combos as you like. If you're only targeting an ordinary passerby, you can use all your strength.

Sano could succeed in just a few hours.

Currently, the number of believers has reached several thousand.

The number is close to that of the Black Reaper members in the Tokyo area.

However, this number is neither too high nor too low. In order to prevent these believers from being just ordinary cannon fodder, Sano deliberately made some minor adjustments during the experiment.

That is, the majority is centralized, and the minority is key.

Putting the latter aside for now, the former means that Sano specifically targets people in a particular area, so that these people don't need to gather or anything, and can just live like ordinary people.

No matter how thoroughly we investigate, we won't consider this a problem.

It's like a trap, where someone might fall in at any moment.

One of the areas is this shopping mall, and another area is...

"Also, I'd like to remind everyone that I'm a kind and friendly person, so I have a lot of friends. Therefore, you'd better not trust the people around you too much."

Another bomb was thrown.

Before Kazami Yuya could react, his police colleague, whose eyes were glowing red, had already turned his gun on his forehead.

"..."

Damn, this guy even has people in the Metropolitan Police Department!?

Conan, relying on his child's body, although he was also being stared at by the red-eyed monster, still had a buff that made him almost like a passerby. He quickly turned his head and looked around again, discovering that among the Metropolitan Police Department personnel in the mall...

Whether they are ordinary police officers or public security police officers.

Nearly half of the people "betrayed" them.

Goodness, what was originally a high probability of being wiped out has now become a situation where even if they are wiped out, they may not be able to inflict much damage on the opposing team.

Conan closed his eyes in pain.

This is completely being played...

Is this some kind of monster-level hypnosis? How did it manage to control so many government officials so quietly? When exactly did this happen?

...It couldn't have happened on the spot just now, could it?

That means it was planned in advance... but such a backup plan was just thrown out casually.

Do you think it's unimportant?

In this guy's eyes, pieces of this caliber are just cannon fodder that can be discarded at any time. What about pieces that are not yet revealed at a deeper level?

What kind of identity must he have?

Just as the situation was becoming increasingly dire, Kazami Yuya suddenly received a phone call. After glancing at it and seeing that it was Amuro Tooru, he immediately answered.

"Hey……"

Before Kazami Yuya could explain the situation to them, Amuro Tooru said a few words.

But this caused Kazami Yuya's expression to change drastically.

“…Um, Black Fox, I think I should probably give you a heads-up.”

After hesitating for two seconds, Kazami Yuya followed Amuro Tooru's instructions, raised his phone and shouted to Black Fox: "Breaking news, the Self-Defense Forces are almost here."

"……what?"

Conan and Inspector Megure, who were standing nearby, looked at Kazami Yuya in utter shock.

"Not SWAT, but the Self-Defense Forces?"

...According to Sano's understanding, the official armed forces are nothing more than two parts: the police and the army, the former being further divided into many parts.

Auxiliary police, traffic police, community police, criminal police, special police, and even police from the Ministry of Public Security.

They're all police officers anyway.

Generally speaking, the strongest force should be the special police. Whenever they are deployed, they are basically armed with submachine guns and rifles. It is not uncommon for them to bring out things like armed helicopters on the largest scale. The Ministry of Public Security is more like an intelligence agency. The two are fundamentally different. In terms of individual qualities, the latter may be more powerful, but the former is the main force in "war".

But the military... well, that's really the war department.

Generally speaking, it would be considered the highest level of "etiquette" for the authorities to deploy the special police force at full strength, but this time they simply skipped that step altogether...

In that case, even Black Fox and his group probably wouldn't be able to...

Conan couldn't help but hesitate. If bullets couldn't deal with the enemy, could artillery shells work? If artillery shells didn't work, then what about missiles?

"...Yes, I know."

However, Black Fox's nonchalant response surprised Kazami Yuya.

……Know?

It was known all along... and it's true, almost half of the hundreds of police officers randomly selected by the Metropolitan Police Department have defected to Black Fox.

It's not surprising that there are a few well-informed people a little further up the chain.

...But the problem now is that a real war is just around the corner.

Black Fox remains so calm, still standing there. Just how confident is he?

Under the watchful eyes of Conan and the others, Black Fox turned and went to the window to look outside. Although it was still morning, the sky was very gloomy with no sunshine at all, and a few scattered water droplets on the window indicated that it had rained.

"...It's a pity that you only carry a knife and not an umbrella on a rainy night."

After making a joke that only he understood and sighing, Black Fox turned to look at Black Slash behind him and said, "In that case, the two of us will stop getting involved in this matter for now. Those of you who should leave should leave. And to all the righteous people in the police force, I sincerely hope that you will be blessed by the gods and survive this war."

After saying these somewhat inexplicable words, Black Fox led Kurosawa Blade out of the mall. The red-eyed monsters in the mall quickly returned to their original forms and went about their business as if nothing had happened, making Inspector Megure hesitate.

...Should we stop them or not?

Stopping them feels like courting death.

If we don't stop them, it doesn't make sense from any perspective... "Beep beep—"

Suddenly, Inspector Megure's phone rang. He glanced at it and saw it was someone from his superiors. He immediately answered, intending to ask for their opinion, but as soon as the call connected, the other end said, "Don't stay there. Let those two guys leave, and then get out of here quickly." This completely stunned him: "Why?"

Inspector Megure instinctively asked a question, but the voice on the other end of the phone suddenly rose: "Why? Because there's a fucking fight outside!"

"Hey?"

Inspector Megure peered out the window. Helicopters and fighter jets were circling overhead, armored vehicles and troops were advancing through the streets, and ordinary people were frantically and disorganizedly evacuating. But he couldn't see any sign of the enemy, so he wondered, "I don't see anything wrong..."

"Idiot, it's Black Mask, right on your rooftop!"

Upon hearing this, Conan, who had been sneaking over to eavesdrop on Inspector Megure's conversation, was immediately startled. Without saying a word, he turned and ran towards the roof of the mall... He wouldn't say anything about others, but if it was Kurosawa...

I feel like I could chime in with a few words.

After running all the way, Conan arrived at the rooftop.

Under the black sky, five armed helicopters had turned on their downlights, and five light pillars converged on the rooftop, with light pillars below.

It was a black figure.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. Conan had only peeked out for a few seconds when his hair was already soaked, but the raindrops hitting the figure were still wet.

But it slid downwards.

"...Kurosawa!"

Conan, no longer caring whether calling someone by their surname would be confusing, instinctively uttered his most familiar form of address: "Calm down, you're all alone, do you really expect to fight against the official army?!"

That's right.

Compared to the massive Self-Defense Forces over there.

There was only one figure in black mask over there... Regardless of whether there were other people hiding and not moving, Conan only saw this one.

Chapter 677 Handheld Mobile Artillery Turret

Sano ignored Conan, and instead looked at the fighter jets in the rain through the mask, and couldn't help but think how wonderful it would be if Gin saw this scene.

Will you be so jealous that your eyes turn red?