Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

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Sano snapped his fingers, and after a loud bang, flames immediately shot out from Uehara's neck, almost severing his entire neck, and he stopped breathing on the spot.

Vermouth stared wide-eyed, turning to look at Sano in disbelief. She had considered that he might be a cold-blooded, ruthless madman, perhaps even talented in torture and interrogation. She might see what he was capable of when she couldn't get anything out of him.

but.

What's the meaning of killing them right off the bat?

Was it a bomb?

Where did he get the bomb?

How dare he use a bomb?

How could someone carry a bomb?

A barrage of questions filled Vermouth's mind, leaving this self-proclaimed intelligent woman momentarily speechless.

“I’ve found the gold, there’s no need to ask anymore. He might not know where the gold is, but he has a suspect, so we have to silence him. The same goes for that old man.”

Sano explained in one breath the reasons for his actions and the goals of his next move.

"what?"

Vermouth paused for a moment, then finally reacted and asked the best option, "You found the gold, where?"

"there."

Sano pointed with his thumb to the pile of ruins behind him. Vermouth blinked twice and immediately understood: "They actually used gold nuggets to build steps?"

"To be precise, it wasn't them, but Hamada, or rather, Aoki."

Sano spoke quickly: "The gist of the matter is that the guy killed the ship owner in order to keep the gold for himself, and then hid the Shenlong ship, which was filled with gold, here, using the rumors of naval ghosts and the work of the tower guards to prevent the gold from being discovered."

"And this Uehara is most likely a crew member from the Shenlong, but I don't know why he wasn't killed by that guy. He came here for the gold, but there's another guy who's also eyeing the gold, and that's the old man."

"He killed Hamada. He must have also found out where Kaneko was, which is why he didn't want Uehara to be caught, because that would expose the fact that the murderer of Hamada was someone else and the clues about Kaneko."

At this point, Sano suddenly stopped and looked at the entrance to the naval cave with Vermouth: "And now we have to do the same thing, but it seems that old man is very proactive, he has actually come to us himself."

Under their watchful eyes, a dark figure emerged from the high entrance, then... lost its footing, cried out in surprise, and fell onto the gold bricks on the ground, groaning and whimpering.

In this situation, shouldn't we discuss whether or not to help, and whether or not it's even possible to help someone up?

While Sano was distracted, the old man had already slowly gotten up. After looking around, he immediately noticed the two people in front of him and instinctively took out Vermouth's gun from his pocket, ready to shoot.

Upon seeing this, Vermouth was about to draw her gun and fire, but a second later she noticed out of the corner of her eye that Sano's hand had already reached for a gun at his waist.

Let's see what the younger generation is capable of.

Vermouth had just loosened her grip on the gun when, unexpectedly, Sano followed suit and released his grip as well.

...Damn it, could it be that this guy has the same idea as me?

Seeing that a major misunderstanding had occurred, Vermouth didn't have time to think and immediately lunged towards a nearby rock to avoid the old man's shots.

But when Vermouth glanced over again, she found that Sano was still standing there, motionless.

Why isn't this guy dodging?!

"Bang bang bang!"

Gunshots finally rang out, and three bullets flew toward Sano.

However, when faced with those three bullets, Sano simply turned his body slightly and dodged them all.

what! ?

Both the old man and Vermouth stared wide-eyed at the sight.

How is this possible? How could anyone possibly do such a thing?!

Especially Vermouth.

As a veteran who had experienced countless gunfights, Vermouth was even more aware of the implications of Sano's actions just now.

For most people, the concept of "dodging bullets" is closer to dodging being shot.

Because it's practically impossible for anyone to be faster than a bullet; the only thing you can do is be faster than the person firing the gun.

Dodging before the other party fires can be considered dodging bullets, but Sano dodged after the bullets were fired, which are two completely different concepts.

Moreover, while dodging one shot might be possible, the difficulty of dodging the second and third shots that follow increases exponentially with each subsequent shot.

Is this guy some kind of monster?!

While Vermouth pondered in shock, the old man clearly didn't think that much.

After a brief moment of surprise, the old man pulled the trigger again, emptying the remaining eight bullets in the gun.

As a result, Sano easily dodged the attack by shifting his weight a few times.

The old man stubbornly kept pulling the trigger, but unfortunately the magazine was already empty, and it only made a few hollow clicks.

He dodged eight more bullets...

Vermouth frowned, looking at Sano who was still standing there lazily with a serious expression.

He dodged each shot so easily that almost anyone could see that eight bullets was just the gun's limit, not Sano's limit.

In fact, this is certainly not the limit of Sano's abilities.

After all, the maximum effectiveness of dodging bullets is calculated based on time, not the number of bullets.

This can be considered as an experiment by Sano on the effectiveness of the assassin's dual pistols.

To be honest, it seems a bit different from what Sano imagined.

This 100% bullet-dodging ability isn't some kind of causal rule; rather, it controls Sano's body, making him dodge the bullets on his own.

Regardless of whether Sano could see the trajectory of the bullet or whether his body could keep up, he was able to dodge it, as if he was being forced to do so, as if he had hired a substitute.

But if that's the case, in a situation where there are bullets coming from all directions, 360 degrees, and no blind spots, is it still possible to dodge bullets 100% of the time?

Sano, who had thought that activating this thing would turn him into a passive master of outlining human figures, pondered.

Then Vermouth, who was hiding behind a rock, suddenly stood up and fired two shots, killing the old man who was still unable to react.

“This place just collapsed before. If you blow it up again with your bomb, it might cause a second collapse.”

Vermouth seemed worried that Sano would think she was stealing kills, so she first explained, and then asked about the doubts that had arisen before the old man appeared: "Speaking of which, you actually carry bombs with you? You have a gun, so why do you use that thing?"

Sano shrugged: "It depends on my mood."

Sano couldn't possibly tell Vermouth that his bomb was made on the spot and that the gun on his waist was actually just a water gun, could he?

—As for the right-hand gun, although it can be stored in the backpack after it becomes an enhanced item, so there is no need to worry about it being found and causing trouble, it still takes time to take it out of the backpack.

Furthermore, if you take that thing out without wearing a special attack suit or using automatic tracking, are you trying to show off your human outline skills?

Sano didn't want to embarrass himself a second time.

"..."

Hearing Sano's answer, Vermouth shook her head with a sob: "Forget it, now that the two people who knew the truth have been silenced, let's hurry up and notify the organization to arrange for a ship to come and transport them."

Although Vermouth didn't ask any further questions, Sano suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "I think there are more than just the two of them who know the truth, although it's true now."

"What do you mean?"

Vermouth turned around, her brow furrowed slightly.

"Kogoro Mouri is still on the island. He might have some clues. It wouldn't be good if he found out before the organization's ship arrived. Perhaps..."

Sano said softly, "Let's silence him too, and those two children he's with, one big and one small, who might know something. Let's kill them too, just in case."

Vermouth's pupils contracted slightly, and for a moment she felt a chill run down her spine, instinctively wanting to reject the suggestion.

However, Vermouth then realized that her behavior might cause Sano to rebel, so she pretended to be deep in thought.

"I think that muddle-headed detective doesn't have the ability. He was only able to get rid of the suspicion of being framed for the murder of Hamada because his methods were too crude. If he were to act rashly, it would seem too deliberate and lead to his exposure."

They really know how to make excuses.

Sano's lips curled up slightly, feigning regret, "That's a real pity. That girl is quite pretty. I really wanted to see her with her blood stained red."

This utterly depraved psychopath, both in ability and personality...

Vermouth clenched her fist, barely managing to keep her facial expression from crumbling: "...Let's go up first and keep watch outside the cave entrance to prevent anyone from getting close."

"Ah."

The two quickly jumped up and climbed to the entrance of the naval cave using the protrusions on the rock wall. Of course, Sano once again made use of the special attack suit without making a sound.

But this finally made Vermouth realize that something was wrong.

Watching Sano brush the dust off his palms, and recalling how easily he had dodged the bullets earlier, Vermouth asked in a low voice, "You call this... being delicate and frail?"

Sano was also taken aback for a moment, then casually replied, "Explosive power and stamina are two different things."

Vermouth sneered, "Then let me remind you, junior: a man who can't last long is hard to be popular."

Sano: "..."

I actually fell into a trap.

Chapter 166, 165: I heard you're dating Sherry?

Sano and Vermouth waited in the forest outside the naval cave until dawn, and finally the organization's ship arrived.

"The moving has already started and will probably be finished in about half an hour. We'll stay here and then leave with the ship."

Vermouth hung up the phone and mentioned it to Sano.

"Ah."

Sano nodded and continued to lean lazily against the tree, lost in thought.

More than ten minutes later, Sano and Vermouth simultaneously became alert, concealing themselves while turning their gazes to two short figures not far away.

...It was Conan, that troublemaker, and a little girl named Mikami Suzurin.

"Conan, you kissed me, so you have to take responsibility for me."

Suzuka Mikami, her face flushed, said with a grin, while Conan's face also turned slightly red: "Idiot, idiot, that was just a transaction. Isn't that the Navy's cave up ahead?"

...What the hell? They've already gone through a dirty deal and kissed?