Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

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After making up a random excuse to get by, Sano looked at the woman next to him. Ran Mouri understood and introduced her, "This is Miss Maya. She suddenly fell down the stairs of the overpass, so we brought her to the hospital. Unfortunately, she seems to have amnesia."

Does this mean they found a lost... no, an amnesiac girl?

Sano glanced at the woman named Maya again. No, that's not right. At this age, she can no longer be called a girl.

However, upon closer inspection, Sano realized that although the woman's clothes and hairstyle gave off a particularly strong visual impact, at least her facial features were not bad.

No wonder Kogoro Mouri seems so cheerful even when he's in trouble.

Just a few days ago, Kogoro Mouri was extremely envious of Sano receiving 30 million yen from the Suzuki family. If this had happened before, he would have spat at Sano.

"By the way, senior, could you see if you could help Miss Maya regain her memories, or perhaps her previous identity information?"

Ran Mouri's eyes suddenly lit up as she asked, seemingly trusting Sano's reasoning abilities more than her father.

It's a pity you trusted the wrong person.

Sano sighed inwardly. It would be one thing to ask him to find the murderer or something, but finding memories? He had no ability to do that.

Furthermore, just look at how Kogoro Mouri immediately retracted his big teeth after hearing Ran Mouri's words. Sano could tell with his bare hands that the other party wanted to show off his abilities in front of the "beautiful girl."

There's no way this old man would agree to let Sano stay.

"No, I have other things to do. I believe that with Detective Mori's abilities, solving this matter will be a piece of cake and not worth mentioning."

Before Kogoro Mouri could speak, Sano spoke first, instantly making the other man swallow his words back, and then burst into laughter with his tail practically wagging in the air.

"Hahaha, kid, be a little more modest. Of course, what you said is true, it's a piece of cake, nothing to mention, hahaha!"

Seeing Kogoro Mouri grinning so hard his tongue was practically hanging out, Conan couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

This guy has some serious shamelessness...

Before leaving, Sano asked, "Detective Mouri, did you encounter anything strange today?"

"Something strange?"

Kogoro Mouri scratched the back of his head, looking confused. "No way."

Conan spoke up, saying, "Um, didn't a guy named Yuta escape from prison today? He might be seeking revenge on you, Uncle?"

"Oh, didn't I already say that the guy finally escaped from prison and would definitely be thinking about fleeing abroad as soon as possible? How could he possibly have the mind to deal with me?"

Kogoro Mouri waved his hand dismissively.

Seeing this, Sano didn't ask any further questions. His abrupt question about whether he had encountered anything strange was already a bit odd. If they were to delve deeper, and it turned out that Kogoro Mouri had indeed encountered danger and been rescued, the suspicion would be much greater.

So Sano said goodbye to the group and left. After walking a certain distance, he didn't follow them any further.

Since the mission deadline is so long, we can just go find them before dark.

As for that five-star assassin, Sano currently has two suspects: one is that Yuta hired an assassin, and the other is Maya, who has lost her memory.

Of course, that could be a pseudonym, or even whether or not one has truly lost their memory is another matter entirely.

Sano sat on the bench, his body gradually slumping down like a salted fish. He stared blankly at the traffic on the road in front of him, lit a cigarette but didn't smoke it, just let it burn, one after another, like burning incense.

Chapter 161, number 160: hit, but not completely.

As the sun began to shift, by dusk, Sano had finished a whole pack of cigarettes. Only then did he come to his senses, get up, find a noodle shop for dinner, and then leisurely prepare to head to Kogoro Mouri's location.

Seeing Kogoro Mouri wandering around the system map, Sano quickly changed his disguise, put on a passerby hat, took a taxi to the vicinity, and then followed far behind him.

No one knows what happened in between, but Kogoro Mouri was all alone and was running around, seemingly searching for something.

"what!"

Until one moment, Kogoro Mouri bumped head-on into Maya, who had suddenly appeared.

"Mr. Mori, I remember now, I remember now!"

Maya grabbed Kogoro Mouri and pointed to the other side, saying, "That person's secret base is in that direction!"

"What, a secret base?"

Kogoro Mouri's expression instantly turned serious: "Take me to see this right now!"

"it is good!"

Watching the two gradually run towards a secluded and deserted place, Sano, who was following behind, narrowed his eyes, glanced at the mission time with only a dozen minutes left, and finally took out the right-hand gun from his backpack, while not forgetting to attach the silencer.

Ten minutes later, Kogoro Mouri, led by Maya, arrived at an abandoned warehouse.

Looking at the empty warehouse, Kogoro Mouri couldn't help but look puzzled: "Miya-san, is this really Yuda's secret base? It doesn't seem like it..."

However, when Kogoro Mouri turned around, he didn't see Maya, and he became even more confused.

You idiot, you're on top.

From over a hundred meters away, Sano clearly saw Maya leap onto the two-meter-high warehouse beam after entering the warehouse, then pull a wire from the necklace on her chest and loop it around Kogoro Mouri's neck below.

"Zi!"

Maya jumped down again and used the beam to hang Kogoro Mouri, who was being strangled, up, probably intending to strangle him to death.

...That's it?

Sano scratched his head with the silencer in confusion. A five-star assassin, doesn't even use a gun?

If all else fails, using a knife or even just snapping the neck with your bare hands would be far more effective than wasting time and effort by strangling someone with a wire.

Fortunately, Sano was worried that the five-star assassin might choose to snipe from a distance, so he kept observing the surrounding high places.

Wait a minute, this five-star assassin... could it be that five-star assassin?

Sano suddenly remembered where he had learned the term "daibi-bushi" and fell silent.

This dog system actually uses internet memes?

Speaking of killing someone with a wire, I feel like I've seen that method somewhere before.

Forget it, it's no big deal. Since it's already decided, let's just deal with it directly. Otherwise, if we delay for another half a minute, Kogoro Mouri will be finished.

Sano raised his right hand and pulled the trigger without looking. After a soft thud, a bullet flew out quickly.

According to the information Sano had researched, the pistol given to him by Gin is called the Glock 17, and it is not very big and is all black.

The Glock pistol was developed in 1983 and comes in various versions. Sano doesn't know which version he has now, but it weighs less than one kilogram and is 18.8 centimeters long without the silencer.

It uses 9mm bullets, has a magazine capacity of 17 rounds, and an effective range of 80 meters.

That's right, it's only eighty meters.

Furthermore, this effective range is already considered relatively high for a handgun. There are many handguns with an effective range of only fifty meters, or even some inferior ones with an effective range of only twenty or thirty meters.

Of course, this only refers to the effective range.

Effective range is not the maximum range of a firearm, but rather the distance at which an effective shot can be fired—the definition of effective shooting is still quite controversial.

Some people say that "effective" here refers to the accuracy of the shot, while others say that "effective" refers to the propulsion attached to the bullet, but in fact, they mean roughly the same thing.

That is, for most people, or even everyone, shooting at a target beyond the effective range of a pistol is almost a foolish act.

If you add the effect of the muffler, it becomes even more pronounced.

But for Sano, it was different.

Because Sano has a cheat code.

Regardless of whether the power weakens or the trajectory drifts after exceeding the effective range, as long as it is within the maximum range, as long as it is where the bullet can fly, and as long as automatic tracking is used, then it is 100% accurate.

Just like the bullet that Sano just fired.

Sano held his breath and, with his abnormal eyesight, could roughly discern that the thing seemed to have drawn a slight arc before successfully entering through the broken window of the warehouse and then hitting Maya's... knee.

Ok?

knee???

Sano tilted his head in surprise. The promise of 100% accuracy... seemed to be true. It did hit, though not in the head.

Doesn't this mean—you hit the jackpot, but not completely?

Good grief, so this automatic tracking only guarantees a hit, rather than guaranteeing which area it will hit?

Sano frowned in disgust. Wasn't this just a pure gambling addict?

Inside the warehouse, Maya was hit in the knee by a bullet. In the excruciating pain, she immediately lost her strength and knelt on the ground, at the same time loosening the wire that was holding Kogoro Mouri.

Kogoro Mori collapsed to the ground with a thud, clutching his neck where he had been strangled and gasping for breath, his face flushed red like a shy little girl.

Outside the warehouse, Conan, who had just arrived, was prepared to use his leg-strengthening shoes to save the person. However, to his utter surprise, the baseball that happened to be in front of him hadn't even been kicked yet when the person was already saved.

what's the situation?

Without thinking twice, Conan rushed into the warehouse and shouted, "Uncle, stay away from her! She's an assassin hired by Yuda, she's very dangerous! I've already called the police, they'll be here soon!"

"what?"

Finally catching his breath, Kogoro Mouri's mind was still blank. After a few seconds of reaction, he looked at Maya on the ground, who was in pain and covered in sweat, and then his gaze drifted to the pool of blood.

"Are you sure she's not in danger right now?"

Conan paused for a moment, then approached and realized that this "dangerous" killer's situation did indeed seem rather perilous...

A few minutes later, several police cars arrived at the same time, but instead of taking Maya to the police station, they quickly sent her to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Conan watched the police car leave, his brow furrowed slightly. If he wasn't mistaken, the other man's knee wound was a gunshot wound.

He clearly didn't hear any gunshots, which meant the person who fired was at least a hundred meters away—a sniper, perhaps.

But why would a sniper come to rescue Kogoro Mouri?

Who exactly is this person?

That said, it seems like all sorts of strange people have started appearing ever since I shrunk.

First it was Gin and vodka, then Black Death and Bourbon, most recently No-Face and now the mysterious sniper... and perhaps we should also include Sano's Beika Hammer Man.

Some of these people are vicious, some are champions of justice, and some have unclear stances. The information we have about them varies, but there is no doubt that they are all extraordinary individuals with exceptional abilities.

Conan smacked his lips and touched his chest, wondering if other extraordinary individuals would appear later.

Tokyo is getting more and more chaotic, which is unsettling.

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