Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

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[Please ensure that the task assigned by Gin is completed smoothly. You will receive 200 enhancement points upon completion. Time remaining for the task: 9:59:59.]

What... thing?

Sano compared the two tasks side-by-side.

Then, not believing it, I compared them a second time.

This finally confirmed that the content and purpose of these two different tasks were in a completely opposite state.

One is to save, the other is to kill.

What is this dog system trying to do?

Could it be a real bug?

Sano frowned. If this thing had a physical form, he would probably slap it hard a couple of times, just like he used to slap a giant TV when he was a kid.

Unfortunately, Sano was ultimately unable to find the so-called system manufacturer to file a complaint, so he could only ponder which task he should do.

...If we only consider the benefits, the first task is definitely better, but if we consider the difficulty, the second task is practically free.

Of course, it's also possible that the system foresaw the future through the plot and knew that Shuichi Akai would definitely appear to save people, so the difficulty of this mission might not be low.

This is the first time the system has encountered such a conflict between tasks. If one had to say what it means, Sano can only say that it was a choice.

The two tasks seem to represent two different directions.

Choosing different tasks may lead to different future changes...

Ugh, so annoying. Doesn't she know she has trouble making decisions?

Sano bit his finger, then, realizing what was happening, put it down and started rubbing it.

To be honest, Sano hates overthinking. In the past, he might have just flipped a coin and decided, or considered whether he was tired or not, whether he cared about the life or death of the mission target, and then just followed his intuition.

But this is ultimately the point of greatest influence on all of Sano's current actions.

Especially since Sano has completed every single mission so far, it's really uncomfortable for him to give up one now... It's basically just his obsessive-compulsive disorder acting up.

...If that's the case, it seems like this is the only way.

Sano stood up. Only children make choices. As a mature teenager, he naturally wanted to have both!

……

Nighttime at a pier in Tokyo.

The neatly arranged warehouses turned the dock into a maze; once you entered, you could never get out.

With a creaking sound as the wheels rolled, Akemi Miyano, dressed in a room attendant's uniform, pushed out a small cart piled with several boxes and turned her gaze to a figure sitting on the door of a warehouse.

Beneath the hood of the black hoodie was a baseball cap, and in the moonlight, the messy white ends of her hair could be faintly seen.

The next second, dark clouds drifted by, completely obscuring the moon and plunging the dock into true darkness.

“Rye…right? Gin, where’s the money? I’ve brought it as promised. You should keep your word and let my sister and me go!”

Akemi Miyano shouted loudly.

Amuro Tooru, Gin, and Vodka were lying in ambush in three dark spots, each holding a pistol. From a higher vantage point further away, Cohen and Chianti had already aimed their sniper rifles at Miyano Akemi.

"Don't waste words with her, Rye. Just kill her. If Shuichi Akai were here, he wouldn't be able to hold back any longer."

As Gin's voice came through the headphones, Sano, who had been silent until now, took his left hand out of his pocket and snapped his fingers.

"boom!"

Flames shot out from the back of Miyano Akemi's neck, giving her no time to react before she collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

In the quiet dock, even such a small explosion was undoubtedly equivalent to throwing a stone into a calm lake, appearing quite abrupt.

Amidst the sound of wind, Chianti's smacking lips could be heard through the earpiece, and Gin and the other two, who were nearby, emerged directly from the darkness.

"...When did you plant the bomb on her?"

Looking at the familiar-looking corpse on the ground, Amuro Tooru squinted and asked Sano.

However, faced with Amuro Tooru's obvious apprehension and doubt, Sano merely glanced at him coldly without giving any response.

...Too lazy to answer?

Vodka glanced at Sano and then quietly moved closer to Gin.

...Sano seems to be in a bad mood. To avoid getting into trouble, I'd better stay away from him.

"It seems that Shuichi Akai is indeed not in Japan, or he simply doesn't care whether this guy lives or dies."

Chianti and Cohen, who were further away, also arrived. Chianti kept muttering, "What a pity. I wanted to blow that guy's head off myself. All that effort for nothing."

Gin ignored Chianti, glanced at Miyano Akemi's corpse, and then asked Sano the same question that Amuro Tooru had asked earlier.

"When did you plant this bomb?"

Sano's eyes flickered slightly before he finally spoke, "The first day of surveillance."

Good grief, Bourbon asked him a question before and he didn't even bother to reply, but Gin answered him right away. Is it really necessary to treat people differently like this?

It's so embarrassing, isn't it?

Aside from Gin and Sano, the others couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

The same applies to Amuro Tooru.

But in the next second, a new question popped into their minds, instantly dispelling the awkwardness:

Although Rye has stated that she planted a bomb on Miyano Akemi on the first day of surveillance, it's hard to say how she managed to plant the bomb under the watchful eye of Amuro Tooru, her teammate.

The fact that Akemi Miyano was unaware that she had a bomb planted on her body is terrifying enough.

Especially since the first day of surveillance began, it hasn't been just a day or two.

Is it possible that Akemi Miyano will not shower or change her clothes for the next few days?

How can rye guarantee that this bomb is still on Akemi Miyano's person to this day?

Thinking about this, a sense of horror arose spontaneously.

Both Amuro Tooru and Vodka Coenchianti instinctively reached up to touch the back of their necks—damn it, could it be that they had been planted with bombs all along without even knowing it?

Of course, it was impossible for the group to touch anything.

Amuro Tooru and the sniper duo both seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and lowered their hands, but their expressions were still somewhat grim.

...When an idea begins to take shape, it's not so easy for it to fade away. Even after confirming there was no bomb on the back of their necks, the group still felt extremely uncomfortable, as if ants were crawling all over their bodies.

It's like... the vodka next to it.

After touching the back of his neck, Vodka didn't stop. Instead, he used both hands to touch his entire body, as if afraid of missing any spot.

If he hadn't later realized that something was off, Vodka might have even taken off his shoes and flipped up his underwear to take a look.

...To be honest, although Vodka already knew that Sano had a history of secretly planting a bomb on Mescal to silence him, he had only heard about it from his own ears.

When something like this actually happens before your eyes, and the level of horror increases further, how can you not feel chills to the bone?

Gin, who had only twitched his fingers slightly at the beginning, was the only one present who did not lose his composure.

...I can only say that Gin is truly worthy of the name; his mentality is incredibly stable.

As if deliberately waiting until Vodka finished his inspection, Gin looked at Sano and said, "Akai Shuichi is an FBI agent. Although you didn't run into him this time, you'll eventually. You'll have plenty of opportunities to slowly test your skills against him."

what's the situation?

The others present all followed Gin's gaze to Sano, and after a moment of reaction, they gradually understood what was going on.

So this guy was throwing a tantrum because he didn't run into Shuichi Akai, which is why he ignored Bourbon...

Indeed, judging from the current performance, although this generation of Rye is indeed powerful, it is still somewhat different from the Shuichi Akai they remember.

For someone as exceptionally capable as Rye, there's bound to be a touch of arrogance.

After learning that his code name was inherited from someone else, he naturally wanted to kill that person to prove that he was more capable.

Amuro Tooru blinked thoughtfully. It seemed that Rye had a strong desire to kill Akai Shuichi. Perhaps he could use Rye to deal with Akai Shuichi in the future...

Faced with Gin's... "comfort" and the gazes of the other colleagues, Sano remained silent for a while before finally managing to squeeze out a single "hmm" from his throat.

Gin didn't pay much attention, but he managed to find half a hair on Miyano Akemi's body on the ground. He had Vodka put it in a bag and take it back to test it to confirm that the dead person was indeed Miyano Akemi.

While Gin was searching for his hair, Chianti and Cohen had already pried open several boxes nearby, only to find nothing but thin air.

"...What's going on? Where's the money?"

Chianti stared blankly at Gin.

Gin was also surprised to find the box empty, and remained silent for a moment.

The others present were stunned and speechless. Only Chianti, after recovering, cursed, "Damn it, we've been tricked! This guy never intended to actually give us the money. We've really wasted our time!"

"Dispose of the body first, then figure out where Miyano Akemi hid the money."

Gin, his eyes somewhat gloomy, looked at Sano: "Rye, the body is in your hands now. Is there a problem?"

"No."

"Bourbon, the investigation is in your hands. Any questions?"

"can."

After redistributing the tasks, the six quickly split into three groups. Sano stayed behind alone, while Amuro Tooru turned back to investigate along Miyano Akemi's itinerary for the day.

As for Gin and the other three, they will most likely not get involved in this matter anymore.

After all, it's only a billion yuan.

If the six codenamed members are divided into three groups and each group performs one mission a day, with some effort, it would only take a few days to achieve the same result. Wasting too much time and resources on this would be a loss.

It was only at this moment that Sano looked towards the dark corner on the other side and said, "Alright, come out now."

"Step, step..."

In the darkness, a human silhouette gradually became clear. Just then, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated, revealing a person who looked exactly like the rye vest worn by "Sano".

Black hoodie, casual hat, white hair tips.

"I'm not kidding, but you never mentioned to me that people would die, and it was with a bomb! I was so scared that I almost couldn't continue acting!"

"Sano" spoke again, but the voice he used was completely different from before. As he spoke, he peeled off a layer of skin from his neck, and with a forceful pull, he tore off his entire face, revealing a face that looked exactly like Shinichi Kudo's.