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Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story — Chapter 194 193, Vodka suspects you are sick

Sano’s calm answer made Vodka stunned again.

…I forgot that Sano came here to do the task during the break between exams.

By the way, a criminal who arrogantly fired seven shots in front of the police just now was going to take a school exam again, and it was a make-up exam.

If I say this, I’m afraid no one will reply, right?

Sure enough, what you think is outrageous…

While thinking about vodka, Sano stopped halfway, got out of the car and walked back to school.

Then that afternoon, a headline quickly made emergency news.

“The faceless man who bombed the maniac reappeared, killing three people, including a senior official, and wounding two others in full view of the public. He shot down two police helicopters, and the last bullet was fired from a thousand meters away. It was shocking. !”

…leaving aside the exaggerated content of “shooting down two helicopters” that was obviously meant to be a stunt.

The target sniped by Sano was not of low status, especially since his death position was on the Heisei Express, which has been in the spotlight recently.

Therefore, this matter undoubtedly cannot be concealed and will definitely cause a sensation.

In such a report, there was also a slight mention of the sea urchin sniper being kidnapped and forced to snipe the high-ranking official. By the way, Sano, a high school detective with a little presence, was also mentioned.

So that night, Sano received a call from Gin.

“I heard from Vodka that you deliberately told the police the location of the couple?”

…For Gin, today is undoubtedly another indescribable daily routine.

Since he chose to hand over this task to Sano, Gin could certainly accept it whether it was failure or success.

But what Gin couldn’t accept was that Sano, who seemed to have returned to normal, actually “lost control” again during this mission.

Gin, who received the report from Vodka, certainly had a deeper understanding of the whole matter than what was in the newspaper.

For example, Sano is the so-called faceless man, but he is also the high school detective who leads the police.

Do you have to maintain your reputation as a high school detective?

If Gin remembered correctly, what he told Sano should indeed be “long-distance sniper assassination”.

But look what Sano has done?

Seven shots were fired in succession while the police watched?

Although both long-distance and sniping are consistent, they are not the same as assassination.

Is it related to half a dime?

What’s the difference between this and shooting directly with a machine gun?

In particular, Gin noticed an inexplicable sense of familiarity in Sano’s “out of control” death-seeking behavior.

… Just like the two events of the Eastern Capital Ring Line incident and the Mantiantian mission.

Do you really like the empty-handed white wolf that much?

Although it is indeed a good thing to be able to catch the white wolf with nothing, is the risk taken in order to trap this white wolf too high?

…However, when talking about the Toto Ring Line incident, Gin remembered the theft of Toyo Gunpowder Depot that it was related to.

When this report first came out, Gin thought it was Sano who did it.

Unexpectedly, it turned out not to be the case later.

Not only was it not done by Sano, Sano also found all the bombs.

I don’t know where the information came from.

…Of course, this is not important. What is important is that Sano’s bomb disposal skills in this incident really surprised Gin.

Although in a sense, it is common sense that people with good driving skills will inevitably be able to repair small problems with their cars, but according to the description of the peripheral member who knows how to bomb, Sano’s case is not “a small problem”. .

But absolute proficiency, even expert level.

This guy is always like this, constantly surprising people.

It seems that now, he has shown a much better sniper skill than Akai Shuichi’s disgusting rat.

… Regarding the information in the report that “the faceless man hit the target a thousand meters away”, Gin did not feel any surprise.

Because as early as in Sano’s sniper simulation training two days ago, Gin had seen Sano’s countless “kill records” that exceeded the kilometer level.

Otherwise, Gin wouldn’t have asked dozens of peripheral members to search for every sniper rifle in the organization just because Sano said “I want to choose a gun.”

Only with ability can you have privileges.

And Sano’s ability is so powerful and comprehensive that Gin has never heard of it or seen it before.

Logically speaking, such talents should be vigorously cultivated no matter which force they are placed in.

…But now he is such a highly capable subordinate, but because of a flaw, Gin, as his boss, feels a huge headache.

Although it is said that no one is perfect, why do you choose such a place to be imperfect?

Even if you cut off one or even two of the various top abilities that Sano currently displays, you can make up for this shortcoming.

I don’t think Gin is unacceptable.

…If I had to describe Gin’s current mental state, it would be——

I know you like to seek death, but I didn’t know you actually like to seek death so much.

In other words, Sano was strong enough and was not caught, otherwise Gin would probably have gone to kill him with a gun by now.

“Ah…you are talking about this.”

Sano on the other end of the phone didn’t know what Gin was thinking, but of course he had expected and prepared for the fact that the other party would come to “provoke an attack”.

“…The guy’s sniper position is further forward than mine, so if I don’t kill him, I have to shoot first and risk failure, or else the other guy will shoot first and alert the enemy.”

Sano told the excuses he came up with during the two exams in the afternoon.

Gin was silent for a while, and then asked: “Then why did you call the police?”

“…Well, I was thinking that if I could get the police to arrest the other party before they take action, I wouldn’t have to take the risk to confront the other party.”

Sano said so.

Poor excuse.

Gin immediately recognized the perfunctory nature of Sano’s excuse.

From head to toe, it was said that it was to avoid risks, but in the end, it turned out to be the biggest risk.

Who the hell would believe this nonsense?

Of course, although Gin’s current mental state is not particularly good, he has no intention of causing trouble for Sano.

…Maybe he was used to it, but Gin felt that this kind of scene was just a trivial matter.

The real purpose of Gin’s call to Sano was for something else.

The above is just the foreshadowing.

“I heard from Vodka that your psychiatrist called you today?”

When he heard this, Sano, who was holding the phone between his face and shoulder and flipping through the magazine, suddenly raised his eyebrows and turned to hold the phone with his hand.

“…Well, what happened?”

Sano narrowed his eyes, his words were full of absent-mindedness, but in fact…

A bad premonition has come to mind.

“Find time to go for a follow-up visit and solve this problem. I don’t want such hidden dangers to exist among my subordinates.”

As expected, Gin sent an order for Sano to go for a follow-up consultation.

The corner of Sano’s mouth twitched and he said helplessly: “Tsk, no, I’m not sick, so why should I go back to the hospital for further diagnosis?”

“You go as you are told. If there are any problems, it’s not you who has the final say, it’s the doctor who has the final say… This is your next task, understand.”

After hearing the end of Gin’s words, Sano’s originally impatient expression improved slightly: “Since it is considered a task, what about performance and bonus?”

“Settlement according to the lowest standard.”

…the lowest.

Sano touched his chin: “That’s okay, I’ll find time to deal with it later.”

“Um.”

However, just when Gin thought the matter had been settled and was about to hang up the phone, Sano suddenly spoke again.

“Let me ask, is the vodka next to you?”

“What?”

Gin couldn’t react for a moment as to what Sano’s sudden question was about, and subconsciously glanced at the vodka sitting next to him.

“…he’s here, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing, say hello to him for me.”

Sano hung up the phone.

Suddenly, Gin glanced at him, and seeing that his vodka seemed to be mentioned in the words, he instinctively sat up straight.

“What’s wrong, brother?”

Gin looked at the screen of the phone that was hung up, and looked at Vodka thoughtfully.

“Nothing, Rye asked me to say hello to you for him.”

“……Um???”

The confused Vodka was so confused that he couldn’t realize what Gin meant by this.

Sano is fine, why should he say hello to himself?

Although the two of them performed a mission together today, apart from the other’s own out-of-control behavior, nothing special happened.

My eldest brother only mentioned the subject of a psychiatrist to the other party…

Suddenly, Vodka’s face froze, and cold sweat began to break out uncontrollably.

Wait a minute, I seem to have overlooked a very important issue.

Although according to what I had previously thought, telling my elder brother the reason for Sano’s loss of control, so as to drive away the wolf and the tiger, was indeed a good plan in a sense.

But there is a very big loophole in this.

That’s who knows that Sano needs a follow-up consultation. It seems that apart from the patient himself and the doctor, he is the only one!

Ginjiu asked Sano to go for a follow-up consultation, and told him directly——

Vodka suspects you are sick, go and get treatment quickly.

——What a special difference! ?

Not to mention that Vodka originally planned to let Gin take the blame, this time he simply turned the entire pot upside down on his head, and even used steel wire to weld it with his own hands.

Being smart?

He must be seeking death!

Sano asked his eldest brother to say hello to him for him, wasn’t it just because he knew that this matter was thanks to him?

Then wouldn’t I be… now?

For a moment, the word “danger” began to pop up in Vodka’s brain.

And if Vodka were asked to draw a picture of his current situation, it would probably be as follows——

Danger, danger, danger

danger vodka

Danger, danger, danger


           


Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story

Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story

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Summary

I, Sano Shinichiro, a time traveler, have a system.
Although the system's tasks are very strange, the rewarded equipment is even more... fresh and refined.
For example, a hammer that cannot cause damage, a small electric donkey that can fly quickly, a coat that turns into a roadie when used, sunglasses that cannot distinguish between humans and animals within 500 meters after wearing them, etc...
What, you ask me how to live better in this world?
Sano Shinichiro smiled faintly and put on his vest: "How can you not get stabbed when you are floating in the world? If you want to avoid getting stabbed, you have to open a trumpet. The more vests I have, the more slutty I will be. I will wave the flag of the winery."
When Akai Shuichi asked Conan what he thought of the black organization, Conan responded like this: The black organization? Although they act a little rough, they are all good people... Wait, which black organization are you asking about?

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