Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story

But in fact, after Gin's statement just now, this can no longer be said to be a defense, but a discussion.

The discussion does not take into account Sano's own opinion on whether he is suspected of possessing the Black Mask.

In response, Gin snorted coldly: "With your skills, as long as you install a bomb on Pisco, it doesn't matter whether you follow him or not."

...Good guy, are you so confident in your abilities?

Although it was different from the last round, what Gin said this time was indeed the truth.

Sano stopped talking, and Gin also fell silent.

It wasn't until a while later that Gin asked again: "I read today's newspaper. Did you bring your little brothers to cause trouble again last night?"

...This is actually pure nonsense, because before Sano's action last night, the information about the Yakuza organization and even the criminal evidence were provided by Gin.

So even before the report came out, Gin should have been aware of this matter.

The reason why I brought it up now was to change the topic, and also because Gin was really confused.

How could Sano adopt a completely different strategy this time from the last time, or such a thankless strategy?

"Aren't you afraid of being spotted if you do this?"

Gin asked the crucial question.

Sano, on the other hand, twirled the cigarette in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "What does it have to do with me? I'm not the one who caused the trouble. I got the information for others."

...Sano expected that Gin would ask about this matter.

Rather, Sano was waiting for Gin to ask.

After all, Toru Amuro has already taken care of it, so Gin is the only thing left.

Alas, two bosses are troublesome. They are confusing both sides. It feels like...

Two boats?

Sano was startled by the words that suddenly popped into his head.

After receiving the answer, Gin began to frown and asked Sano in detail what was going on.

After Sano came back to his senses, he 100% replicated the blame-blaming in the air just like he answered Toru Amuro.

As for Sano's operation, Gin could only say that it was unexpected and reasonable.

What's more, strictly speaking, this is only Sano's private matter, and it's hard for Gin to say anything.

"Brother, people are here."

Only then did Vodka arrive with the transaction partner.

There were three people on the other side, and there was nothing much to say about their appearance. They were just ordinary middle-aged oriental men. Sano didn't know what they wanted to trade, and it didn't matter.

Gin quickly exchanged boxes with the other party, and after confirming that everything was correct, he nodded and was ready to leave.

Sano looked at Gin, and Gin looked at Sano and blinked.

understood.

Sano nodded slightly towards Gin.

A bad premonition suddenly came to Gin's heart: "Wait a minute!"

"ah?"

The gun Sano pulled out was pressed against the side of someone's head, and he almost pulled the trigger.

That is to say, Sano's reaction was quick enough, so this man's head was not blown off by a shot.

But even though Sano didn't pull the trigger, the action of pulling out the gun still caused a chain reaction.

The faces of the other two people involved in the transaction changed, and they both planned to draw their guns to ensure their own safety.

Seeing this, Gin couldn't care less, so he could only draw a gun and put it against the head of one of them. As for the remaining person, he was pointed at the second gun pulled out by Sano.

"do not move!"

In just a moment, Sano and Gin worked together to control the situation.

Only Vodka hurriedly pulled out the gun, looked around, and then silently stuffed the gun back.

...I always feel like I am the redundant one.

The feelings of the three people are indeed crowded.

"...Who asked you to draw your gun?"

After controlling the situation, Gin's first words were to question Sano.

"Didn't you blink your eyes and tell me that I can silence you?"

Sano asked in confusion.

Gin: "..."

The god blinked his eyes and said he could silence him, but he just blinked his eyes normally, okay? ?

"...This is just an ordinary trading mission. There is no need to silence them. They still have value. They will need long-term cooperation in the future. Even if they are really silenced, it shouldn't be now."

Gin said with a cold face.

"...Then you didn't tell me, so how would I know? I thought I had to handle it as usual, so I've been waiting for your signal."

Sano said innocently.

"Then I didn't tell you to silence yourself!"

Gin snorted coldly, but in fact he also knew that as the leader of the task, he did have a relatively large responsibility for the situation that happened now.

It's just that the thing has happened after all, not to mention what can be obtained by pursuing responsibility, even if it is pursued, it will be useless.

What matters is what to do now.

Gin glanced at the three of them with cold eyes, causing cold sweat to drip from their heads: "Since it was a misunderstanding, it's good to get rid of it. You yourself said that we still have valuable gin."

"I'm sorry, I don't really believe that you can sew it up after tearing it apart."

Gin sneered and immediately pulled the trigger.

Upon seeing this, Sano also fired a shot, then turned the gun and shot the other person to death.

Seeing Sano's actions that were obviously a little strange, Gin raised his eyebrows and looked at the gun in his other hand.

Gin wouldn't be surprised that Sano could get his own firearms.

But the question is, if you have a gun but don’t use it, what does it mean to have to change the muzzle and use the same gun?

Sensing Gin's gaze, Sano glanced at the gun in his left hand, raised it and "biu", shooting a water column.

...it turned out to be a water gun.

No wonder Sano used the gun in his right hand for the second shot.

But having said that, the guy who had Sano's water gun pointed at his head probably never thought until his death that the thing that made him dare not act rashly was actually a water gun.

This can be regarded as a rare and rare thing.

After Gin and Vodka looked at each other strangely for a while, they suddenly realized something was wrong.

What the hell, just now Sano was using a water gun to control the situation!

If this had just been discovered, the situation would have changed instantly.

After all, as Sano's teammates, the two of us had no idea about this incident and were not prepared at all.

...But it doesn’t seem right to blame Sano for this incident.

Gin thought for two seconds and turned his attention to Vodka. It was because this guy reacted too slowly and failed to follow, so Sano had to use the water gun.

...How can you blame yourself for this?

Vodka stared with a pair of eyes, Sano and Gin made their move so suddenly, who the hell could keep up with them.

Besides, by the time he caught up, Sano had already pulled out the second gun. Who would have thought that it would be a water gun? There was no way he could snatch... someone from the opponent, right?

Sano looked at the two people staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and probably understood what they were thinking, so he said nothing and just watched the two people looking at each other.

After the water column emerged from Sano, the scene was silent for more than ten seconds.

In the end, it was Gin who was the first to break the deadlock, leaving Vodka with the words "You stay and deal with it" before leaving.

Sano looked at Vodka who felt a little aggrieved for some reason, then looked at Gin's back, and considered it for three seconds.

In the end, Sano decided to abandon the vodka that had affected him, and instead followed Gin, preparing to take a ride.

Then he got off the bus and went to complete an organizational task alone. After that, Sano returned home.

"Let your tools and people pay attention to whether this guy can be found in Tokyo. If you can catch him, catch him. If you can't catch him, kill him directly or provide clues. Either way is considered to have completed a mission."

The night after returning home, Sano received another email from Gin. In addition to the mission description, it was a photo of the mission target. On it was a man who looked particularly thin...a bit inexplicably familiar.

Where have you seen it?

Unable to remember, Sano decided not to, and sent the photo to the tools instead.

...Although Sano told Gin that he no longer cares about the group of tool men and is no longer the leader of the Black Death, logically speaking, the other party should no longer help him.

But the friendship between the two parties is still there.

Just like Sano "helped" the black reapers collect information on their enemies, he could also ask the other party to help deal with some minor troubles that were not too difficult.

The two parties are mutually beneficial and the breakup is amicable, um, reasonable.

…

The next day, Sano completed five tasks and still didn't go home until midnight.

The third day, four tasks.

Day four, three.

Day five, four.

It wasn't until the sixth day that Sano woke up from sleeping until the sun was basking on his buttocks. Before he could go out, Sano accidentally discovered a small box no bigger than a palm lying on the ground behind his door.

It seemed to have been squeezed in through the crack in the door.

What the hell?

I leaned over to take a look in a daze, only to find that there was a card on the box——

Happy birthday, Sano. I knocked on the door but it didn’t open. I guess you were still sleeping, so I didn’t bother you. Besides, I was also quite busy and didn’t have time to celebrate your birthday with you, so I gave you a gift to show my appreciation. - Toru Amuro (smiley face) ).

Sano: "..."

Birthday?

Whose birthday is it?

What day are you born on?

Who?

cough.

Noticing that his thoughts were wandering, Sano shook his head and looked at the calendar next to him.

It turns out that today is my...is it my birthday to be precise? I really didn't pay attention.

Sano scratched the chicken coop on his head.

To be honest, in Sano's knowledge, there is no concept of birthdays at all.

For a child from a rural family, the so-called birthday is the day when, basically every ten years, the annoying relatives at home are invited to have a big dinner together when they turn ten or twenty.

Maybe the parents will receive a large amount of gifts that they have given out in the past, but the existence of gifts has never appeared and only exists in legends.

Even Sano's best friend in his previous life was like this.

Sano didn't even know the other person's birthday, and neither did the other person.

Instead of making all these bells and whistles, it would be better to have an extra pack of spicy strips and a bottle of drink.

...It's just a game skin at most.

Not to mention that this birthday still belongs to the original person.

Speaking of which, if Toru Amuro gives himself a gift now, will he have to find out the other person's birthday later and return the gift on the same day?

Tsk, that’s really troublesome.

Sano opened the box, and lying inside was...what?

Sano looked at the small square box with a puzzled face. There was a small screen and a few buttons on it. It looked like it should be an electronic product.

It's not like a radio... Who would use a radio these days?

Sano picked up the manual again and realized that what was in the box was something he had the pleasure of seeing in his previous life...

Artifact, mp3!

Enter to download songs and listen to them, and exit to download and read novels.

Among the previous generation of students in Sano's previous life, he was truly a magic tool for catching fish in class.

Apart from not being able to make phone calls, send messages or emails, there is not much difference from Laorubao.

...This is not even as good as a radio!

Sano resisted the urge to throw this thing into the trash can, and he didn't even give it a pair of headphones. Was he planning to let himself spend money to buy it? It was really a scam.

But luckily I didn't buy it with my own money.

Since Amuro Tohru was so careless in giving gifts, then when he returned the gift later, he could just do it casually.