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Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story — Chapter 209 208, Warmly welcome Kogoro Mori to the psychiatric department!

…Although this occasion of meeting again seems a little wrong.

Sano still remembers the surprise, embarrassment, and hesitation in Asai Narumi’s eyes when he saw him.

…In fact, Asai Shigema received the CT report, and when he saw the patient’s name on it, he wondered if the patient might be the high school detective who had met him once on Moon Shadow Island. .

But later, Asai Narumi felt that a famous detective who was only a high school student should not be in the psychiatric department, so he didn’t pay much attention to it. Unexpectedly… it turned out to be true.

That’s why Asai Narumi was surprised.

The embarrassment is that the two parties actually meet again on such an occasion.

What he hesitates to say is that the two parties have met once. Although the interval between the two meetings was not long, the situation has changed greatly.

You might say it’s not good to pretend to be silent.

If only I could comfort him… After all, I had only met the other person once, so why should I point fingers at others?

Doing that may make others feel that you are pitying the other person, as if you are putting yourself in a superior position.

Therefore, in the end Asai Narumi could only remain silent.

As for Toru Amuro, although the other party this time did not come to work but to volunteer, in Sano’s view, there is not much difference in essence.

Anyway, it’s just… free.

If you don’t run around with the organization’s tasks all day long, you can still call it gathering intelligence.

There is no need to do “bad things” and the organization’s funds can be spent openly through reimbursement.

Kill two birds with one stone.

But Sano didn’t expect that Toru Amuro was so free this time that he came to the Rice Flower General Hospital, met Asai Narumi, and finally… met himself.

…So actually speaking of surprises, the one who was most surprised among the three people present was of course Toru Amuro.

Toru Amuro has never forgotten that when he followed Narumi Asai into the psychiatric inpatient area with a trolley, and when he saw Sano, he unconsciously opened his eyes with a look of astonishment on his face. Fu Zi looked at it over and over again, and finally confirmed the ward without believing it.

…It’s psychiatry, right?

Then why the hell is Sano here? ?

Toru Amuro was confused while listening to Asai Narumi and Sano explaining his CT status.

Then Toru Amuro was even more shocked.

What the hell is this?

Why is it that one of our employees is mentally ill after not seeing him for a while?

In shock, Toru Amuro didn’t even say hello to Sano. When he came to his senses, the other party had already entered silence, so he could only remain silent.

“Harm, Master, relax, everyone is the same, there is nothing to worry about.”

Sano glanced at Ito Taka who was patting him on the shoulder. Although the other person’s words sounded like comforting him, he always felt like he was seeing those few people in his previous life who were sprayed with blood by the class teacher because they didn’t do their homework, and then turned around and said Classmate Shabi found out that he didn’t finish his homework either.

“bother?”

Under Toru Amuro’s slightly worried gaze, Sano sneered, rolled up the film in his hand, and threw it into the trash can.

“I won’t feel that my future is hopeless just because of such a trivial matter. Life is short and I don’t have time to waste time on such trivial matters.”

Seeing Sano’s nonchalant look, Ito Taka couldn’t help but be surprised: “Isn’t that right, Master? You don’t even take such a big thing seriously?”

“Why do people live so seriously?”

Sano squinted at Ito Taka: “Living too seriously is very tiring. Just like if you think about your breathing now, you will find that your breathing has changed from automatic to manual, which is particularly uncomfortable.”

Listening to Sano’s lazy words, not to mention Ito Taka, even Asai Naomi and Amuro Toru subconsciously followed their breathing.

Then……

“Damn it, Master, you’ve really turned your hand!”

Ito Takashi’s eyes widened, his nose puffed in and out, his face full of surprise.

Sano glanced at Toru Amuro and Narumi Asai, who also looked a little weird, chuckled and waved away: “You guys can play slowly.”

“Hey, no, Master, wait a minute. I don’t know how to breathe. Please help me get it back first!”

Ito Taka quickly caught up.

“Oh, why don’t you just go and do other things for a while? Human memory is very short…”

Toru Amuro watched as Sano and Taka Ito walked into the group of mentally ill patients who were playing games together. He tilted his neck and frowned slightly.

Why does it feel like Sano seems to be quite…adapted to this place?

Or rather it is.

Enjoy yourself? ?

Then do you still want to do something for the other person?

…Although I don’t know what exactly it can do.

After sighing, Toru Amuro and Narumi Asai turned and left.

Sano poked his head out of the crowd almost at the same time, stared at the two people’s backs for a while, until they could no longer see their backs, and then shouted to the nurse outside the iron door.

“Well, nurse, I want to complain!”

“Just that doctor… forget it, there’s no need for a doctor, just complain to that volunteer, yes, it’s that black guy again, with a very bad attitude!”

Um?

Why do you say it again?

Seeing the nurse lady lowering her head to record in the notebook, Sano shook his head, forget it, it doesn’t matter.

“Play cards, play cards!”

Ito Takashi looked at Sano with an incomprehensible expression.

As patients, even if they are mentally ill, they are certainly qualified and have the right to complain to the hospital’s doctors or nurses.

But just now, the doctor didn’t seem to have offended Sano. Although he didn’t say there was no need to complain later…but the volunteer seemed more innocent.

…Volunteers also have a complaint mechanism. Although it stands to reason that there is no gain at all and it is really unreasonable for them to be complained just for their contribution, but this is the reality.

As long as someone complains, you will lose the opportunity to selflessly contribute.

Could it be that Sano didn’t want that black guy to do good things, so he complained?

Sensing Ito Takashi’s thoughtful gaze, Sano turned his head: “What’s wrong?”

Ito Taka retracted his thoughts and chose to ask directly: “Master, why did you complain about the volunteer just now?”

“There is no reason. If he is unhappy, I will be happy.”

Sano said casually.

Ito Takashi: “…”

Good, good reason to grow grass.

If I were that volunteer, my lungs would probably explode with anger.

For the first time, Ito Takashi felt that it was difficult for him to understand other people’s thoughts. Although the other person was a psychopath, his thinking was very clear, and even though he was also a psychopath himself.

Maybe the other person is more seriously ill than you, haha.

Sano is on his fourth day in the psychiatric ward.

“You said the police came last night?”

Sano woke up and heard a piece of gossip from Ito Taka.

“Well, I heard that he is a famous detective named Kogoro. He always calls the police in the middle of the night and reports that he saw someone killing people. But when the police came, they found nothing at all. This has happened three times in a row. I guess if it continues like this, He has to come in and stay with us.”

Ito Taka’s expression seemed to be a bit gloating.

Sano, on the other hand, touched his chin thoughtfully. Of course, he would not think that this matter was as simple as Mouri Kogoro hallucinating.

Behind the scenes, there is a smell of the case.

But having said that, asking Mouri Kogoro to come in and play games and cards with me seems to be… not bad?

Then do you have to prepare a banner in advance?

Just write – Warmly welcome the world’s number one detective Mouri Kogoro to the psychiatric ward?

Well, this uncle will definitely be so happy that he will explode with joy.

“But having said that, Master, it has been so noisy every day and night these days. Except for the few who can’t get out, everyone comes out to gossip. How come you don’t know about this?”

Sano paused while taking out the cigarette, and the image of himself balled up in bed appeared in his mind.


           


Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story

Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story

Status: Completed Author:

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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