Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story

With this thought, Sano threw the mp3 into the drawer. He wanted to get another bucket of instant noodles to fill his empty stomach after a night, but the next second he suddenly realized something was wrong.

...Although I am just Toru Amuro now, if I continue to stay at home, I don’t know what kind of monsters will appear in the future.

Although Sano himself does not approve of it, in the eyes of Conan Maurilan Suzuki Sonoko and others, their relationship should be considered relatively good.

It would be fine if Sano was being sentimental, but if not, he would undoubtedly have a lot of trouble in the rest of the day, and these troubles would continue into the future.

It's better to escape as soon as possible before the trouble comes.

After Sano hurriedly washed up, he left the house. At the same time, he did not forget to block the cracks in the door to prevent those guys from imitating Amuro Toru and then called Gin to ask for the tasks to be completed today.

...The reason why I say it is a request is because when Sano asked Gin if he had any missions a few days ago, Gin said that there were no missions that required code members to take action for the time being.

Then Gin was immediately dragged by Sano, who was in desperate need of results, and drank chicken soup for more than ten minutes.

As a member of an organization, you should work hard, not slack off, and not be too ambitious and do nothing because the difficulty of the task is low or the bonus is small.

In the end, he had no choice... no, it should be said that Gin was so impressed by Sano's success that he suddenly realized it and gave him a few tasks that should have been handled by peripheral members.

It is precisely because of this that Sano was able to complete four or five tasks so quickly in one day.

But today is different.

Just as Sano finished the third mission and was about to go to the fourth mission, Gin suddenly called him and asked him where he was and asked him to wait where he was.

what's the situation?

With doubts, Sano waited there for more than ten minutes, and then the black Porsche 356A stopped in front of him.

"Um."

After getting out of the car, Gin threw a small box to Sano.

Sano raised his hand to catch it, and a bad feeling suddenly came to his heart.

"……What's this?"

"birthday present."

Gin answered Sano's question with a calm expression.

In an instant, goosebumps rose wildly. Sano grinned and rubbed his arms while taking a few steps back.

Sano looked at Gin warily: "No, brother, although you are indeed handsome, temperamental and a nice person, my sexual orientation is normal, so I advise you not to waste your time on me. If it's because I'm really sorry if you misunderstood what happened that night because I was just joking."

To be honest, this was the first time Sano felt panic since he came to this world.

...Even though he was almost killed earlier because of the low level of the plug-in, he still wasn't so panicked.

There's nothing I can do about it. For Sano, the idea of ​​Gin giving him a gift is really shocking.

Who the hell would believe it!

You want to ask Haibara Ai if she saw Gin giving gifts to people, would the fake loli believe it?

If something goes wrong, there must be a monster. There must be something wrong with this guy!

For this reason, Sano directly gave Gin a good guy card.

And looking at Sano who was speaking quickly and talking a lot, Gin was so confused that he couldn't calm down for a while.

What the hell is this?

How come sexual orientation is normal?

Does this mean that my sexual orientation is abnormal? ?

It wasn't until a while later that Gin reacted with a dark face. His hand in his pocket touched the gun again and again, and he struggled to suppress the urge to shoot Sano.

"If you don't want it, throw it in the trash."

Gin snorted and said nothing, then turned around and left to get in the car.

Vodka, who had been following him for a long time and didn't dare to say anything, saw this and hesitated for a while before he dared to shout to Sano in a low voice: "Rye, I also paid half of the money for this thing, so I'm not I didn’t give you a gift…”

After saying that, Vodka quickly followed the direction Gin left as if he was being amnestied.

... Damn it, I'm going to die, why is this guy Sano always provoking his eldest brother?

If nothing happens to Sano, he will be the one to suffer!

If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have gotten off the car together.

This way, you won’t hear things you shouldn’t hear, and you won’t be implicated.

Vodka makes my intestines almost turn green.

Now I can only hope that Sano will feel a little better about himself after receiving the gift.

At the very least, this doesn't mean losing his wife and losing his troops.

Sano then watched the duo leave, and then turned his attention to the small black box in his hand.

...To be honest, it was unexpected that the Gin duo would give Sano a gift, but what surprised him even more was that the two of them actually bought the gift together.

After all, there are two code members, and Gin is a senior cadre. They are not poor people, so why are they so poor that they need to form a joint venture to buy a gift? ?

How stingy is this?

...No, maybe this thing is actually very expensive?

Sano opened the square box, and what caught his eye was a watch that looked particularly high-end.

...No wonder.

This is not the first time Sano has heard that watches are more expensive than cars.

But the problem is that this thing is still useless to me!

Sano's face wrinkled for a while, then he closed the box and put it in his pocket.

In fact, even the MP3 provided by Amuro Toru is not cheap due to the age of this world.

For a birthday gift, it was certainly adequate, and what the Gin and Wine duo gave her was probably even over the top.

What Sano really couldn't understand was how could a few criminals be like those... upper-class people, so fond of frivolous gadgets?

You want to use it, but Sano can't use it.

If you sell it, you can get a good price, but it's not very good.

What a headache.

After finishing the remaining task, Sano's performance work for today is temporarily over.

But Sano did not go home immediately, but turned around and came to the abandoned factory where the Black Death gathered.

The various restrictions of the current Black Death Vest have been removed by Sano, and the benefits are not just that the actions of this vest can become more free.

Even the tools of the Black Death can play a greater role because of the disappearance of restrictions.

For example, for some troubles that Sano couldn't solve with the Black Death Vest, the Black Death naturally couldn't take action. Now that the Black Death can do it, the Black Death can naturally do it too.

In this respect, there is something close to a community between the two.

For this reason, Sano certainly wants to make the Black Death more effective.

Therefore, people have already started to take these tools with them for less professional training.

To put it bluntly, it is to improve combat effectiveness as much as possible.

And among these tens of thousands of tool people, there will always be a few good ones with good potential who can be further developed into high-level tool people.

Just like in the bloodbath experiment of the special attack server, Sano had many bruises and scars on his body, a large part of which were caused by these good guys.

If they had not joined the Black Death, these guys would develop normally and join the Yakuza organizations in the future, and they would probably become the top thugs of each Yakuza organization.

It's a new generation!

The seeds of the future!

Although he has been led astray by Sano now, no, this should be said to be led astray.

Anyway, it was Sano who had picked out all these good talents, trained them with him personally, and formed a special bad team with a total of more than ten people.

Because they are wearing special attack uniforms, this team may be called a special attack team in the future.

"Hey, do you have any more gas? I'm out of gas. Share some with me."

"Oh, I only have so much in total, and you still want it from me. You don't know how to spend money to buy it!"

Arriving at the gate of the factory, Sano saw a dozen delinquents gathered together, grabbing an iron bucket and trying to figure it out.

It is said to be a small electric donkey, but in fact it uses oil.

Because charging the eDonkey is an extremely troublesome thing here in Neon, the members of Black Death basically made drastic changes to it after unifying the traffic work. Except for the outer shell, the inner part is the same as before. There is not much difference between motorcycles. They all have oil-burning engines.

Just to do statistics, even the proportion of people using bicycles in Neon is countless times higher than the proportion of people using electric donkeys.

In the beginning, Sano was completely ignorant of the inside story and was deceived by the salesman and used it to boost his performance.

Of course, because of the enhanced sunlight charging effect, this actually doesn't matter.

...Back to the topic.

The so-called bad boys are just like the spirited boys in Sano's previous life. They can just get into trouble. They can only say that they know everything about filling cups. It is true that they are a little... well, they are short of money.

Especially after joining the Black Death, Sano did not allow these guys to make money by collecting protection fees... Of course, even they themselves do not want to do it anymore, and they will never do it again.

…So that’s all the more true.

All in all, it’s just one word.

poverty.

So poor that I can't even afford to fill up the tank.

Except for a few people whose families have enough money to do whatever they want, and some more sensible guys who are working part-time to earn money, most of the members find it troublesome to eat on weekdays.

...It seems that I have never considered this issue.

In the past, Sano just regarded these tool men as things that could be discarded at will. Now that he wants to maintain long-term development, he must find a way to solve this problem.

But if there is any good way, Sano can't think of it yet.

At a glance, there are only two ways out.

First, Sano directly finances these guys with his own money.

If Sano worked hard to improve his performance every day, let alone getting rich, at least providing food, clothing, housing and transportation for these people would definitely not be a big problem.

But Sano didn't want to do that.

It's better to just throw it away if you have to pay for it.

The second point is to find your own way out.

If these people are allowed to work directly to support themselves, divided among themselves, and each is responsible, then it will definitely not be a problem.

But if these people could really go to work quietly and patiently, then Sano wouldn't have to deal with it anymore.

What the hell, you actually have to be a parent to a tool man and make a living, it’s really enough.

Zuo Ye complained twice and walked up to those bad boys.

"Boss!"

When the members of the special attack team saw Sano, they immediately said hello with their hands behind their backs and their heads bowed.

"Um."

Sano nodded in response. Just as he was about to start training like he did a few days ago, the yellow-haired delinquent approached him.

"Boss, a guy who claims to be an official came here today and said he wanted to meet and chat with you."

Sano raised his eyebrows, but was not too surprised.

After all, it has been said before that Sano lost one of the three giants of Tokyo Yuanjido, and the people behind it will not easily swallow this breath.

And who is the person behind this?

Then it can only be said that he is someone who has the ability to create rules...or be the master of the rules, thereby maintaining the balance of the situation.

The reason why Sano was hunted down by two gangs in his previous life was because he provoked Kuro first and the noise became louder and louder, which forced Shiro to follow suit.

Therefore, even if the other party has no intention of revenge, in order to prevent imbalance, at least it will not allow such an unstable factor as the Black Death to continue to act recklessly.

But as mentioned above, although the person who maintains the balance is bound to be better than the person being balanced, if they are not the creator of the rules and are just ordinary superiors, it means that they must also abide by the rules.

If there is no suitable excuse to start a fight directly, the only option is to negotiate.

Of course, it makes no difference to Sano whether the other party wants to talk or fight.

Because Sano didn't bother to pay attention at all, otherwise what could he do to him?

Only those who enjoy rights and interests have obligations.

Sano didn't allow the Black Death to mess around, and he didn't just say it casually.

For a player who has never entered the game, the rules are nonsense.

If you want to take action, unless the other party can change the rules.

But if it really gets to that point, the Black Death will be completely useless.

Still doesn't matter.

"Ignore it."

After waving his hand casually, Sano suddenly thrust out a punch, hitting the shoulder of the yellow-haired bad guy who couldn't dodge and barely raised his hand to block. He staggered back several steps.

"No more nonsense, let's get started."

Sano turned around and attacked the others.

Regarding the training methods of the special attack team, Sano really had no experience. Anyway, the bad boys themselves grew up in the process of fighting, so it was just as usual.

Practical combat is always the best practice, this is always true.

Well, that's how Gin trained Sano back then. It's unmistakable.

…

The next day came, Sano slept until the afternoon and just got up to get something to fill his stomach.

Two consecutive tasks triggered prompts, causing Sano to almost overflow the water for instant noodles.

[Please capture Numabuchi Kiichiro and send him to the police station. You will get one hundred strengthening points upon completion. The remaining time of the mission is - 35:29:59].

[Please dominate the neon national delinquent world, and rewards will be issued based on progress completion, with an upper limit of 1,000 strengthening points, and the remaining time of the mission - 11999:59:59].

... Damn it, are you really attacking to dominate the whole country?

Why is it triggered so late? However, the rewards are quite large and the mission time limit is also very long. It can be compared with the mission of senior cadres.

Sano tore open the seasoning packet and poured it out, closed the lid of the instant noodles, bit into the fork with blank eyes, and began to wander for nine days.

It wasn't until a while later that Sano suddenly realized that he had another mission, so he pulled out the system map to check the location.

Speaking of which, the name Kiichiro Numabuchi seems a bit familiar...

Um?

Why do you say it?

However, after seeing the red dot on the map that was hundreds of kilometers away from him, Sano's eyes couldn't help but widen a little.

"so far?"

Sano tilted his neck: "This is...Osaka?"

Wait a minute, the place name Osaka seems a bit familiar.

...Ah, that black guy Hattori Heiji!

Sano clapped his hands and remembered where he had heard this place name.

In fact, Sano really doesn't know much about the regional differentiation of neon.

What I saw and heard in my previous life was nothing more than... Tokyo, Hokkaido, and at most Mount Fuji.

Not right either.

And... well, a certain island and a certain Qi.

Of course it doesn't matter.

The important thing is that Sano's mission target this time is in the territory of Hattori Heiji.

This means that Conan guy won't get involved.

Sano didn't believe it anyway.

Unexpectedly, Conan's aura as the god of plague would grow so fast. Even Tokyo was no longer satisfied, and Osaka could be so far away as to bring disaster to him.

You won’t be going to Hokkaido next time, right?

...That seems pretty good. I'm busy anyway. If I go on a business trip, I can still use it as a tourist. Maybe I can also find an opportunity to complete the task of dominating the country.

Sano came back to his senses, opened the instant noodles cover, and then his eyes were fixed on the newspaper cushioned below.

"Wanted serial murderer Numabuchi Kiichiro, extremely dangerous!"

This newspaper is from a few days ago.

Because no tasks have been triggered in the past few days, and Sano is busy reviewing the performance of organizational tasks, he inevitably reads less about newspapers.

...The most crucial thing was that on the wanted poster in that report, there was a photo that looked particularly familiar to Sano.

At this moment, Sano finally knew why he felt that the name Numabuchi Kiichiro was so familiar just now. It turned out that he had already felt familiar to him earlier.

He is the quasi-peripheral member who is locked up in the laboratory and subjected to human experiments.

What's weird, from the photo Gin gave him to the name of the system task and finally to the name and photo in the report, Sano finally recognized this guy.

...If it wasn't a pure coincidence, it would be really difficult for the world to do so.

I'm really sorry that my memory is so bad.

After taking a look at the remaining mission time limit of only one and a half days, Sano couldn't help but sigh deeply.

There is not even time to prepare for others, really.

It's obvious that I'm almost too busy trying to improve my performance.