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Conan: I’m really not Tokyo Monster Story — Chapter 285 284, why can’t it be reimbursed?

According to Banguchi, the attack signals he trained for John were the phone ringing, the bell, and finally his unique greeting.

So if you want to solve this case, you only need to think of “dog training” and then find the corresponding signals.

And because the middle and last two points of the three signals have already been mentioned, it is not too simple to find the previous point.

Especially since the board mouth still showed such a big flaw.

Of course, if one simply considers Bankou’s killing methods, this is indeed an almost perfect plan.

It’s a pity that this guy didn’t expect that Maehara would bring back a girl, so the details of the entire crime process couldn’t be covered up or changed.

The other thing is that this guy cares too much about that dog.

If Sano was a bully, he would simply refuse to admit it. He didn’t know anything about training or signals, and he had never taught a dog to fight.

If you’re not convinced, just file a lawsuit. There’s no hard evidence anyway.

“…I was about to let go of this matter, but who knew this guy would show up again on his own, and he looked like he didn’t remember my son’s incident at all, and he didn’t even learn the lesson at all, and he was still here Scumbags who bully the weak deserve to die!!”

Banguchi sadly revealed his true motive for the murder, causing Conan to immediately and seriously begin his spiritual education.

… He actually said that John was guarding Bankou’s son’s door every day, but he used him as a murder tool. Isn’t it too pitiful?

Ah.

Sano regained his composure and threw a cigarette to Banguchi with his backhand.

“The case is a case. Although I think you are a bit stupid, being stupid to this extent is worthy of respect. Even though it is a little late to take revenge now, you have fulfilled your father’s responsibilities in the end, both in public and in private. Already done the best.”

Itaguchi hurriedly caught Sano’s cigarette, his face full of tears and snot showing a little confusion.

“What did you say?”

“I say you’ve done a great job.”

Sano repeated his compliment: “You are worthy of yourself and your son.”

“…Sano?”

Officer Megure, Conan and others stared at Sano blankly, a little at a loss. They didn’t expect that Sano would actually “praise” a murderer.

Considering Sano’s character, it is somewhat unexpected that he would perform such an almost comforting behavior.

…Especially when Conan had just accused Itakou of taking the moral high ground, Sano acted like this. What’s the difference between Sano and stabbing him in the back?

“Now that the case is solved, I’ll leave first.”

Sano turned around and left without any intention of staying any longer.

Haibara Ai stared at Sano’s back for two seconds, then stepped up to follow. The trio of real children hesitated for a moment, then followed, followed by Mao Lilan and Conan.

“…I’m not telling you, the case has been solved, why are you still following me?”

On the way home, Sano glanced at the large and small group of people behind him and asked speechlessly.

“No…we just want to say thank you to Brother Sano.”

The threesome were stunned by Sano’s sight, but they still had the courage to explain their reasons.

“Thank you, Brother Sano, for agreeing to our request and helping us rescue John. Thank you, Brother Sano!”

With the help of their sonorous voices, the trio successfully said what they wanted to say, and then bowed to Sano to thank him.

Originally, this so-called “request” from the trio of real kids was just a casual thing for Sano, but these three little brats were acting so seriously now, which actually made him feel a little uncomfortable. .

…Perhaps it was because of the influence of that banquet that his moral bottom line temporarily rose, so he left those words at the end?

Sano touched his nose and said “hmm”.

After turning the corner, the smell of roasted sweet potatoes wafted over, and Sano’s eyes immediately lit up: “Oh, there are roasted sweet potatoes for sale.”

“Then I’ll treat everyone to a meal and treat it as a celebration that John will not be treated with drugs.”

Sano glanced at Mao Lilan, and after thinking for a few seconds, he waved his hand and said, “Forget it, I’m in a good mood today, so I’ll invite you.”

“Why?”

The group of people looked at Sano taking money out of his pocket with some surprise.

“Is this… really good, senior?”

Mao Lilan approached Sano and asked softly.

“Well, it’s okay. Someone will reimburse me anyway.”

After paying the money, Sano watched the boss take out the sweet potatoes and replied casually.

“to reimburse?”

Mao Lilan touched the back of his head in confusion, but Sano no longer continued to explain.

…After all, strictly speaking, Sano is currently on a mission. In this case, wouldn’t it be reasonable to reimburse some food and drink expenses?

Otherwise, even if Sano’s current moral level has inexplicably improved, there is absolutely no way he would spend his own money to treat these little devils to eat roasted sweet potatoes.

Sano took the roasted sweet potatoes one by one from the boss and distributed them to several people present.

This made Conan, whose eyes were a little complicated, relax a little.

…Because Sano’s praise of Itaguchi just now made Conan inexplicably worried whether the other party was secretly dissatisfied with him. As a result, the roasted sweet potatoes were not missing from him.

Are you thinking too much?

The group moved on.

There was no unnecessary communication, and I just focused on tearing off the skin of the roasted sweet potato until a large, perfect, yellow and oily sweet potato flesh was exposed.

Then he opened his mouth and swallowed a full mouthful. The sticky and soft meat was chewed to pieces, causing the aroma to instantly spread throughout his mouth and even come out of his nose.

The little fat Yuanta ate the fastest. He swallowed the whole sweet potato in four or five mouthfuls, then licked his fingers and looked at the roasted sweet potatoes in other people’s hands with unfulfilled interest.

…It’s better not to ask for something from others. It’s rare that Brother Sano seems to be in a good mood today. If he is too greedy and makes the other person unhappy, it might be very miserable.

Genta shrank his neck.

But Ayumi, when passing by a small bridge across the river, suddenly stopped and shouted: “Ah, it’s the dog that Brother Sano fed that day.”

“Um?”

The group of people immediately stopped and followed the direction of Ayumi’s finger and saw a thin black dog that was clawing at the grass.

“It really is.”

Except for Mao Lilan, everyone present had seen Xiao Hei, a thin dog with a unique appearance, so they all recognized it.

“…Senior, do you want to say hello to it?”

Although Mao Lilan didn’t understand the situation, he could basically guess what was going on based on these few words, so he tentatively asked Sano.

“Um……”

Sano stared at Xiao Hei, who was scratching the grass by the river for some unknown reason, for a few seconds, and then shouted.

“Hey! Xiaohei!”

After Sano called, several people nearby looked at him in surprise and confusion.

“Xiao Hei?”

“Is this the name you gave it, Brother Sano?”

“Are you already so familiar with this dog?”

Listening to this series of questions, Sano nodded calmly: “That’s right, I met it a few times after that, and after going back and forth, I gave it a name.”

“I see……”

Everyone nodded thoughtfully, but only Hui Yuan Ai pointed in the direction of the river with an expressionless face: “However, it seems that it didn’t…hear your voice.”

Um?

Sano was stunned for a moment, then looked up, and sure enough, Xiao Hei was still digging in the soil.

“…Xiao Hei!”

Sano called out again, but Xiao Hei still didn’t respond at all, so he had no choice but to call out twice more, the sound getting louder each time, but unfortunately——

Xiao Hei still didn’t respond.

“…”

The group of people all cast strange glances at Sano.

Although no one spoke, Sano fully understood the doubts behind the eyes of several people——

Are you really familiar with this dog?

…What the hell, you are so disrespectful?

The corner of Sano’s mouth twitched and he shouted for the last time: “Hey, that stupid dog over there!!”

“Um?”

Xiao Hei’s ears twitched and he finally looked up at Sano.


           


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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