Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story

Sano continued.

Gin's eyes couldn't help but burst out with a few bloodshot eyes, staring at Sano closely.

"Are you serious?"

"Just kidding, just kidding."

Sano shrugged and spread his hands in disappointment.

...This is serious, it seems that the reputation of the winery’s loyal dog is not for nothing.

Sano's words just now were of course purely teasing Gin, in every sense of the word.

Because it is impossible for Gin to betray the organization.

Even if it's fake, even if it's undercover... the main thing is to succeed as an undercover agent.

too difficult.

As long as an organization has something, it must test the stance of those who join it. As for how to test, it depends on the results of the background test first... For example, if Gin wants to join another organization, then there is no need for a background test at all. Basically, he was asked to remove a few strongholds of his own organization first, and then bring out some very important information.

Even this may not necessarily gain trust.

Besides, if that were to happen, the effort and reward would be too disproportionate.

And if other people are sent to go undercover, whether they can get in is one thing. Whether they can believe it after they get in is another matter. Even if they can be believed, whether they can gain anything is another matter... It's like a coincidence. Calvados, who was barely successful as an undercover agent, didn't even know a thing.

For example, it may be equivalent to a peripheral member of your own organization.

If you want to be promoted to a cadre member, it's a long way off, it's just useless.

...Well, it's not completely useless, at least, I can get in touch with the black cat.

"Speak."

Sano changed the topic: "Master Gin, why don't you ask me about Bai Yi?"

"Um?"

Gin was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered.

Sano seemed to want to talk about Bai Yi first.

...Because the Kurosawa family was so amazing that it was completely ignored.

"What about this guy in white?"

"That Kurosawa Blade has joined Bai Yi."

"……What?"

Gin's brain went into a rare downtime... I just mentioned that Heiyi was a member of the Kurosawa family, so why did he backstab Kurosawa again?

Black clothes become white clothes?

Wait a moment.

Gin came to his senses: "Are you going undercover?"

"Who knows."

Sano shrugged and said: "Anyway, originally this thing was indeed as you said, it could only be said to be a small miscellaneous fish, but now it has turned into a great white shark."

"oh?"

Gin narrowed his eyes again: "You even said that, that Kurosawa Blade is very powerful?"

"Are you awesome?"

Sano touched his chin: "I would rather call it dangerous."

"Danger……"

Gin and Vodka's expressions fluctuated slightly at the same time... If a guy like Sano could say it was dangerous, then he was probably not a monster, right?

"What about the other one?"

Gin asked again.

"Then it's not clear. I didn't see anyone."

"I didn't see anyone..."

Gin frowned: "You said those two guys live in Sannouji Temple. If I remember correctly, these are the clients Mouri Kogoro was entrusted with. Isn't this a coincidence? Both of them There may be a connection."

"Who knows, but from what I know, it seems to be just a coincidence."

Hearing Sano's reply, Gin just sneered.

"A coincidence, a coincidence that is too accidental is not a coincidence, but inevitable."

Gin opened the car window and lit a cigarette: "If I am not interested in you, then there is a high probability that I am interested in that Mouri Kogoro like you. That guy is really charming. I heard that Bourbon had nothing to do during this period, so he went over there to join in. Obviously, the usefulness that his disciple status can bring should have been used up long ago. "

"Yes, it is indeed interesting. Gin-sama is the same, isn't it?"

Sano lamented: "And the more people who are interested, the greater the interest."

Gin glanced in the rearview mirror.

"After today's work, you can rest for a few days."

"Um?"

Sano was stunned and asked in surprise: "Why."

"Don't worry, I don't suspect anything wrong with you, I just have a task for you to do."

Gin's voice paused: "In an intelligence mission, your identity as a detective may come in handy, but it may not be necessary to get involved. In short, just wait for the news. The other party will take the initiative to contact you if necessary."

"Take the initiative to contact..."

Sano nodded thoughtfully and asked tentatively: "Senior cadre?"

Gin said nothing.

Sano probably figured it out, so he didn't speak anymore.

But after the car drove a long distance, Gin suddenly looked out the window: "Rye, I saw your child again, and her friends."

"You just saw it when you saw it. It's not even midnight, so it's not normal to go home."

Sano said nonchalantly.

Gin looked at Sano silently, staring intently.

Sano, who had a vague feeling that something was wrong, closed the car window and saw a little girl skipping along the roadside, and a fat clown who looked extremely ugly, dirty and likely to be a fat man in the future.

"...Can you stop the car? Brother, I seem to have to take care of some personal matters first."

Seeing Sano pull out his gun, Gin immediately interrupted: "Hey, what are you doing? It's not unusual for kindergarten kids to hold hands."

"How dare you hold hands!?"

Only then did Sano notice this, and he immediately forced the door open and jumped out of the car.

"I'm going to chop which hand!"

"..."

The black Porsche twisted into a snake shape on the road, and the interior of the car was jingling.

…

For the next few days, Sano just lay at home doing nothing.

The so-called teammate of the mission, no, it should be said to be the captain in charge.

There was no movement at all.

No, there is, but Sano knows it from another angle.

Rum.

The leader of the intelligence team, the first of the three true senior cadres of the organization, and the second in command of the organization.

Conan sent a text message to Sano, saying that this guy was out and he'd better be careful.

Well, this guy no longer cares how much information Sano has.

Anyway, whenever there is a situation, I will try my best to stuff it into myself.

Obviously if he can control his teammates well and get everyone to sit down and talk to each other calmly and honestly, and exchange information, then the winery will not only be stable, but at least the progress will be doubled several times.

Sano sat on the stairs bored.

On the lawn below, the little girl and Xiao Pang were playing with Xiao Hei... But obviously it didn't really want to talk to them. Both physically and mentally, they were at the age where a dog could ignore them. guy.

But due to Sano's presence, Xiao Hei couldn't resist.

I can only endure it silently.

Children often can't grasp the importance of their actions, which is why they are called Goubuli. His actions are so rough that even Sano can't stand it, especially the little fat one. It's very powerful. If Xiao Hei's attributes weren't higher than those of ordinary dogs, I'm afraid it wouldn't be the case.

……never mind.

After coming back to his senses, Sano's back suddenly straightened a little.

After squinting his eyes and glancing around, Sano lit a cigarette and stood up.

"Little Fatty, take her and Xiao Hei upstairs."

Sano opened his mouth to give instructions, and Xiaopang scratched his head. Although from a standpoint, he did not have to obey this uncle who seemed to be a good person, but through the words of Ito Takashi, A-Gin gave Xiaopang instructions.

Little Fatty always wants to listen.

In addition, Xiaopang's boss, Huang Mao, has also told Xiaopang to try not to confront Sano, so it is inevitable to be obedient.

"knew."

The little fat man responded with a dull voice, and then, regardless of the little girl's doubts and protests, he headed upstairs with a child in one hand and a dog in the other.

Sano watched the two people and the dog enter the house, and then looked away. After taking two steps down the stairs, he spit out a white dragon: "I don't know why the guests came all the way. Why don't you come out to meet me?" .”

As soon as he finished speaking, a few footsteps came into his ears.

Across the street, behind the small dilapidated building, and next to the buildings on both sides.

A dozen people walked out separately.

...It seems that they are not all in the same group.

There was a high probability that it was two or three small groups that just happened to bump into each other.

The only thing that is certain is that these people have a common goal.

Sano.

...This is really interesting.

Who is it, and for what reason, that he is going after his own identity?

While Sano was distracted, the dozen or so people were looking at each other, communicating with teammates and enemies.

"Everyone is here for the bounty, there is no need for unnecessary conflicts."

After a series of eye contact, someone finally chose to communicate.

This time, the situation opened up.

"Oh, isn't it because it's all about the bounty, so it's more..."

"Okay, this guy is a famous high school detective. This identity is troublesome enough in itself. The bounty is still so high. If we don't hurry up, we don't know what monsters and monsters will appear in the future."

"That makes sense. Although his bounty is said to be large, it is precisely because of this that there are so many people targeting him. If it is really divided equally among everyone, there won't be much. Take advantage of the fact that there are still few people to get it. You should get it.”

"agree."

"Hmph, if I weren't worried about the snipe and the clam fighting, I would really want to kill you all."

"Noisy."

"..."

Sano just stood there, watching this group of people divide their ownership among themselves with every word, and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"Hey, I didn't say that. You should ask me for my opinion. What's the reward? Which rich man issued my reward order?"

...In fact, based on the content of those exchanges, Sano probably already understood what was going on. As for the more detailed inside story, of course it was impossible to say that just by asking him casually, anyone would be willing to waste his words.

He wanted this group of hyenas gathered for money to spit out what Sano wanted.

Apart from spending more money, the only other option is to resort to violent means.

Of course, it is impossible to throw money away.

Sano is more willing to spend more effort to achieve the results he wants.

"Qiang."

A group of people had already finished negotiating, and now they were provoked by Sano.

They immediately diverted their attention and planned to get down to business.

All daggers or daggers were pulled out, and more than a dozen people surrounded Sano at the same time.

Sano curled his lips.

... Without knowing the enemy's strength level, it is taboo to confront the enemy with bare hands, especially when the numerical gap between the two sides is obvious.

But let's talk about weapons.

The most commonly used identity of Sano is the Hammer of Justice.

But that thing is a bit too short, so it doesn’t matter if it’s short, the key is that it’s not lethal enough.

This is like the novice artifacts in some games in the early stage. The initial damage is extremely high, but it is fixed. In the later stage, it becomes useless.

In particular, the Hammer of Justice is still a restricted equipment.

It is only aimed at criminals, but for minor crimes, and Sano cannot quickly lock the back of the head, so this thing is of little use.

On the contrary, it may be a burden.

You have to change your weapon.

Sano reached into his pocket, reached into his wallet, accurately grabbed the banknote he wanted, and pulled it out. There was already an extra handle in his hand.

Then with a shake of his little hand, Sano swung out a black stick as long as his arm.

"I'm sorry. What's next is self-defense."

After saying that, Sano took the initiative to rush out, causing a group of people to pause at the same time.

...In such a situation, even if the two parties didn't understand each other, it was clear at a glance who was stronger and who was weaker. As a result, this guy didn't choose to escape immediately, but actually took the initiative to greet him.

Are you a fool?

In a daze, a group of people completely ignored the possibility of "choosing to fight to the death because they couldn't escape", and even ignored Sano's decision to make such a choice.

In addition to being arrogant and stupid, he may also be strong and confident.

"Uh-huh!"

Sano swung his stick and struck the first person head-on.

This man's reaction speed was pretty good and he quickly raised his knife to block, but it was a pity.

Sano's target was originally the short sword.

The tip of the swinging stick accurately landed on the tip of the knife. Although Sano was not very strong with the support of the Superman pendant at this moment, with the help of the length difference between the swinging stick and the short knife, as well as the contact between the two weapons point.

The power of this stick was amplified several times.

The short sword was released immediately, and Sano's stick continued to hit his arm.

"ah!"

Amid the screams, Sano swung his stick wildly, and in just the blink of an eye, he hit the man's calf, forearm, and forehead three times in a row.

The muffled sound of knocking was mixed with the sound of breaking bones.

The first person fell down suddenly and lost his fighting power for a short time. The others finally reacted and rushed towards Sano at once, with their swords pointing at vital points.

...It seems that the so-called reward order is probably life or death.

Sano dodged sideways, although logically speaking, he already had unlimited defense rights at this time, even if he changed his weapon and killed these people directly, it would not be a problem.

But in the final analysis, it is not easy for Sano to have too much blood on his hands, especially in this place. Furthermore, it makes no difference to Sano whether he is killed or not.

In fact, Sano needed to be alive to obtain information.

It would be unfair if half lived and half died.

"Uh-huh!"

Two or three minutes later, Sano had almost knocked over all of these dozen people.

There were only two or three people left standing, and their mentality had already undergone a huge change.

"Damn it, what kind of high school detective is this, so good at fighting?"

As their expressions changed, several people clearly wanted to quit.

"Dudu——"

Just as Sano was about to finish, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

...It's Rye's cell phone.

"Hello."

Sano took out his cell phone and rushed towards the remaining people.

He held a mobile phone in one hand and spoke hoarsely, while he continued to beat people with a stick in the other.

"it's me."

On the other end of the phone was Gin's voice.

"Ah, something's wrong?"

"Let me remind you, someone saw your reward order on the professional killer platform in Europe. The amount is very high. You'd better be careful."

"oh?"

After Sano put the two of them down, he casually threw out the Hammer of Justice and hit the last killer who was about to run away in the back of the head, causing him to fall to the ground. He said, "Thank you for reminding me, although I'm already slow." ”

"Um?"

Gin on the other end of the phone seemed to frown.

"Have you been attacked? Are you okay?"

Of course Gin was not worried that Sano would overturn and die at the hands of those who came for the bounty, but in his haste, something would inevitably be exposed.

...The one with the bounty on his head is Sano's true identity, which is the most troublesome.

"Don't worry, I'm sensible, this little bastard is not enough."

"That's good, but it's just the beginning now. The real trouble may come next. It's not convenient for us to take action, so we disclosed the news to the police... Of course, if it doesn't work, just contact me again."

"Oh, I see."

After hanging up the phone, a car suddenly braked and stopped on the side of the road.