Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Sano scoffed, "Don't try to sow discord, Bourbon-sama. My trust in Gin is just as strong as my trust in you."

"Trust me?"

Amuro Tooru's gaze gradually became strange.

...If you trusted yourself, would you have become a black rye without even a word?

It was hidden away like some kind of secret.

How dare this guy say the word "trust"?

Sano seemed to have seen through Amuro Tooru's thoughts and added, "I believe you are definitely a good person. Otherwise, why do you think I would help you silence you? Although I did have my own selfish reasons, you were also involved."

Amuro Tooru was taken aback.

"...Are you afraid my undercover police officer identity will be exposed?"

"if not?"

Sano began to mock again: "I warned you a long time ago. An undercover agent dares to participate in public security activities so openly and without disguise. Later, it got even better. He directly represented the government in negotiations and directed work in front of so many people, as if he was afraid that others would not know his true identity."

"...What else can I do? If I act recklessly and the situation gets completely out of control, then there will be no point in me continuing to go undercover."

Amuro Tooru rubbed his temples: "In the end, you're partly to blame too."

"Ha, I'm trying to make amends for you, and you're blaming me."

"The point is, there's no point in trying to fix it now. What's done is done. Even if you did kill Rum, it's unclear whether he's already sent the message back. And even if he hasn't, it's another matter whether the news will reach the Distillery later."

Amuro Tooru is in no mood to care about the undercover work anymore.

The two sides are on completely different levels, there's nothing more to say.

But Sano was very dissatisfied: "Who says it's meaningless? As long as he really is Rum, it's meaningful. Even if he isn't, it's the same if he does later."

Ok?

Amuro Tooru raised an eyebrow, glanced at the time on the wall, and guessed that the group above probably wouldn't come to a conclusion anytime soon. Since he had nothing better to do, he tapped the table and said, "You continue."

“My rumors reached Rum’s ears before you did. Regardless of whether that guy is Rum or not, I can be sure that it’s not a coincidence that they appeared almost simultaneously with the files. In other words, Rum needs evidence.”

When he was bored, Sano didn't mind rambling on.

However, Amuro Tooru frowned and said, "That could also be because Rum is wary of your abilities, but unfortunately, I don't have abilities as strong as yours."

"Didn't you say it was possible?"

"...betting on probability?"

Amuro Tooru also came to his senses.

The brewery is an organization, so it must have rules... For example, I had already been deeply suspected a while ago, and was even kidnapped by Sano.

However, he was later released due to insufficient evidence.

The only problem is that the definition of evidence by the opposing side is much lower than that of the affirmative side, but exactly how much lower is very vague.

Do you think there's a high chance of getting away with it?

Actually, there was no need for Sano to remind him at all. Once things were over and he had some time to sort things out, Amuro Tooru would naturally have a clear understanding of the situation.

However, Amuro Tooru decided to take Sano's opinion into consideration.

"There's nothing that can't be faked. In order to get a deeper understanding of this matter, we used our identities as detectives and acquaintances to intervene as outside help."

Sano skillfully employed his usual methods of deception.

...This guy, he must do this all the time, right?

Before Amuro Tooru could say anything more, Sano suddenly added, "Besides, if all else fails, I'll be there to back you up. Just relax and be your Bourbon."

"You'll cover my losses?"

Amuro Tooru didn't understand Sano's logic... Could it be that he was trying to put on a show for him?

"Yes, with the intelligence team leader vouching for you, who can touch you?"

"...The head of the intelligence team??"

Amuro Tooru's train of thought went completely off track.

"Who?"

"Rum?"

"Gin?"

"You're not talking about yourself, are you?"

Amuro Tooru, who had guessed all the answers at once, immediately denied it after saying it subconsciously: "Impossible, what kind of international joke is this? If you became Rum, you'd be lucky not to be hunted down by the Black Organization, let alone want to be a team leader?"

Believe it or not.

Sano was too lazy to explain, and Amuro Tooru was skeptical but had no way to verify anything right now, so he continued to look at the files in his hand.

...One of the more interesting points.

In some of the cases that Sano himself was involved in, there are several related records that mention that the perpetrators saw something strange on him.

ghost.

Even a media outlet that has published many popular reports but is itself quite obscure has covered this topic, but no one has ever paid attention to it.

Looking back now.

...Could it be that Sano is really like those other monsters?

What special, unscientific abilities does it possess?

Amuro Tooru seemed to be deep in thought, but then his gaze shifted and he noticed something amiss in the "illness" section of the basic information above his mission experience.

Sano has a mental illness, which matches up with rye.

However, Amuro Tooru had previously seen Sano's medical records, which seemed to match those here.

It's a little different.

Multiple...personalities?

Ok?

Um? ?

Ok? ? ?

Suddenly, Amuro Tooru, sensing something was wrong, looked up.

Let's look ahead again.

Sure enough, without anyone noticing, Sano had silently broken free of his restraints. The restraints he was wearing had disappeared, and instead of his usual bare body, he was now dressed in a familiar set of clothes.

Chapter 682 The Strongest and the Most Dangerous

Sano sat with his legs crossed, the iron chains and handcuffs on the ground behind him, and the iron balls tied to his feet. His face, with a faint smile, was full of mockery.

"I heard this place is known as the safest place in Japan?"

"Sano!"

Amuro Tooru instinctively tried to stop him, but Sano continued, "But unfortunately, right now, two people have already successfully infiltrated this place."

……two?

Before Amuro Tooru could react, Sano asked again, "I heard that the bodies you recover over there are all being moved here. Have they been inspected?"

"Varied……"

In an instant, Amuro Tooru's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly turned to look at the camera.

"Sound the alarm! Sound the alarm now!!"

Amuro Tooru shouted a reminder, while Sano, with an even wider smile, rested his chin on his hand and said, "Stop shouting, they can't hear you. Otherwise, how else do you think I could sneak into a place like this, with all-around surveillance and no blind spots, except for being invited in openly like this?"

This caused Amuro Tooru's pupils to tremble.

"...You used me!?"

Amuro Tooru looked back at Sano with an indescribable feeling in his eyes.

"How can this be called exploitation? Didn't you want to solve the problem?"

Sano raised his left hand, which was covered by a black glove, and put his thumb and middle finger together, saying, "If you want to end the war, I'll help you end the war."

...If we wipe out the enemy's main base in one fell swoop, how could the war not end?

Amuro Tooru didn't have time to think. Because Sano was too dangerous, the authorities would never allow weapons to be in this room, so he didn't carry a gun.

He could only lunge at Sano and attempt hand-to-hand combat.

The next second—"Bang!"

In the end, it was Sano's snap that went faster.

"BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!"

Even from tens of meters above the ground, Amuro Tooru could hear the enormous roar. Despite using the most robust materials in its construction, some cracks inevitably appeared on the surrounding walls.

The entire underground section began to shake violently, forcing Amuro Tooru to stop moving. His steps faltered, and then, unexpectedly, he was caught off guard.

As Sano flipped over using one hand on the table, he kicked out, and Amuro Tooru had no chance to react. He was kicked in the chest and staggered backward.

"Shh!"

But Sano didn't stop. He sped up and pressed against Amuro Tooru, who hadn't completely collapsed yet. He grabbed Amuro's collar with one hand and pulled him back, while pointing his fist at Amuro's chest with the other. Then, his hands moved in a blur, striking Amuro's neck, abdomen, knees, and head.

Sano deliberately didn't use his ultimate move and instantly killed Amuro Tooru.

Instead, they specifically targeted areas that greatly affected mobility, and even went so far as to dislocate the joints of Amuro Tooru's arms.

This forced Amuro Tooru to kneel on the ground, where he felt short of breath and dizzy, making it impossible for him to react effectively.

In less than twenty seconds.

Sano unleashed his entire combo and finally stopped, allowing Amuro Tooru to lie quietly on the ground, almost unconscious.

"...You are not Sano."