Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Chapter 23 23, Bourbon is your boss
"That can't be helped. They are all ready to run away with gold coins, and I don't have your number. If I don't get on, do I have to watch them run away?"

Facing Sano's explanation, Gin was noncommittal, but he didn't continue to hold on to the topic: "I will give you the number and email address later, if it's not an emergency, just send an email."

"I know, I know."

Sano took out the job application form and handed it to Qin Jiu: "No, there's still this."

Qin Jiu glanced at the A4 paper in Sano's hand, raised his hand to take it, and at the same time, the black skin who had been silent all this time came over quietly.

"Hey, kid, did Gin tell you today where to submit the application for employment?"

Sano looked at Hei Pi suspiciously, and replied, "Ah, I said that, but since we're going to meet each other tonight, there's no need to make an extra trip, right?"

Hei Pi continued to say quietly: "Then you haven't thought about it. In fact, it's not a matter of whether it's smooth or not, but a matter of rules and regulations. A certain core member who manages intelligence members outside Tokyo has been waiting for you in the coffee shop for a long time. One day..."

"yes."

Sano said indifferently: "Gin Jiu didn't tell me, but just wait, what else can he do?"

A vein popped out on Heipi's head, and he showed a polite smile. The kid didn't realize that the core member had come to him for this...

"But then again."

Sano suddenly sized Hei Pi up, and asked, "Have we met somewhere before? Why do I feel that your voice sounds familiar?"

While Sano and Heipi were talking nonsense, Qin Jiu had already read Sano's application for employment.

Name: Shinichiro Sano.

Age: 18.

Reason for joining: Got hired with a gun to the head.

Onboarding Department: ...peripheral?
Specialties: Long legs.

"..."

Although the reason for joining the job is outrageous, it is also true, but what the hell is the leg special?

Gin nearly choked himself with a puff of smoke, so he could only continue to look down.

Advantages: Have a flexible moral bottom line.

"..."

Gin was speechless again, and could only grit his teeth and look at Sano who was aside, and pasted the application for employment on the other's face: "Explain to me, what is this specialty and advantage?"

Sano originally felt that Hei Pi was a little familiar, but was suddenly interrupted by Gin, so he could only deal with his immediate boss first.

"Ah, you said this."

Sano pulled up the hem of the jacket of the special attack uniform, revealing his sexy long legs: "Aren't my legs long enough?"

"..."

The three of Gin and Wine were silent for a long time.

In the end, it was Gin Jiu's cold voice that broke the stiff air: "Just change it to fighting and finding someone."

"Oh."

Sano sighed regretfully: "Actually, I still want to write about the specialty of that thing."

"If you dare to write, I will kill you."

Gin then asked: "What is the advantage, the bottom line of morality?"

"of course."

Sano Yizheng said: "After all, we are the ones who will do dirty work in the future, right? How can we do it if the moral bottom line is not flexible enough?"

Gin was expressionless: "I think you may be able to abandon the moral bottom line."

"How can that be possible?"

Sano said seriously: "If there is no moral bottom line, is that still a human being? It should be a beast, right? I don't want to be a beast, and I think you should be too, right, Gin, my lord? "

The three of Gin and Jiu were silent for a long time again. For some reason, they always felt like being pointed at their noses and scolded.

"Okay, I won't talk nonsense to you anymore. I changed my specialties to me, and changed my advantages to hard work. The entry department is peripheral intelligence. The reason for entry is the need for money. Tomorrow, I will hand over the old place to Bourbon."

"Yes……"

Sano resentfully should be, but then felt wrong.

Bourbon?

Shit, co-author of this job application is going to be handed over to that guy?
Sano was a little surprised and pleasantly surprised. He almost missed the chance to meet Bourbon today. Now he can finally see the true face of that guy...

"Ah~ Bourbon..."

Sano murmured, let out a breath, the corners of his mouth curled up, and at the same time his heart was surging, thinking about whether he should pretend to go there tomorrow, to put some stumbling blocks on Bourbon, but he didn't notice the strange eyes of Heipi beside him.

"So, is there anything else Gin, my lord, if not, I'll go first."

At the end, Qin Jiu suddenly stood there without moving, until Sano couldn't help but want to make a question mark, the other party finally turned around and said: "Don't wear this kind of clothes in the future, it's too conspicuous, our organization's belief is to keep a low profile. "

"?"

Sano finally made a question mark, tilted his head, and didn't speak, just looked at the gin, and then at the vodka beside him.

"Let it go if you fart."

After being stared at for a while without getting an answer, Qin Jiu said impatiently.

Sano turned his head and said quietly: "Do you think you have the right to say that about me, Gin Jiu, my lord?"

Gin Jiu glanced down at his black windbreaker, and couldn't help but question Sano slowly.

It's completely unconscious.

Sano cursed in his heart.

"Pfft."

Hei Pi beside him couldn't help laughing, and when the three of Sano Ginjiu looked at him, he quickly turned back to a serious face, and then couldn't help laughing again a few seconds later.

"Sorry, I can't help it."

Gin's face darkened suddenly, he snorted coldly, and got on the co-pilot: "Go vodka!"

On the other side, Vodka's ability to suppress laughter was obviously much better, and he immediately got into the driver's seat and drove away, leaving Heipi laughing on the spot for a while before suddenly stiffening.

The gin and vodka ran away, so I was left behind...

Hei Pi looked at Sano, and stared at Sano.

"Seeing off guests in the evening, but there is an increase in the price."

Sano squinted his eyes. Although there was no reason, he was still ready to slaughter the black skin in front of him.

The corners of Heipi's eyes obviously twitched, but he looked around at the empty streets and could only nod with a dark face.

Although his face was already dark enough.

If I had known earlier, I would not have taken the ride of gin to come here, and in the end, I still didn't bother with this peripheral member.

On the way to receive the money and send Hei Pi home, Sano and Hei Pi started chatting.

"Why do you keep calling gin, my lord, and there is a pause in the middle?"

Sano blew the night breeze, and replied casually: "Isn't that the immediate boss, if you show respect, you won't be put on shoes?"

Hei Pi was silent for a while: "Did you misunderstand something? You are a peripheral intelligence officer, your immediate boss, and a core intelligence officer."

"Hey?"

Sano blinked his eyes in confusion, and subconsciously asked, "Who is that?"

"You're going to see Bourbon tomorrow."

"..."

Sano fell silent.

This shit is outrageous!

Heipi looked at Sano, who had rather dull eyes in the rearview mirror, and couldn't help curling his lips: "By the way, my name is Amuro, Toru Amuro, what's your name?"

"...all the gangsters on the road call me black dead."

Sano came back to his senses, and said something to Amuro Toru.

He even fooled himself with nicknames.

Toru Amuro squinted his eyes, and asked instead: "By the way, is this the first time you killed the three robbers in the maple leaf gold coin mission?"

Sano glanced at the rearview mirror and replied absent-mindedly, "It's sort of."

At least for the identity of Sano, it was the first time.

"Hey... It's really a bit surprising. I don't think you have any reaction after killing people. You feel like an old hand anyway."

Toru Amuro pretended to be innocent, and didn't care if he didn't get an answer, and continued to ask.

"I think you just said that your advantage is that you have a flexible moral bottom line. In your eyes, is it that important to have a moral bottom line? It's also because of this that you didn't kill those children in the ghost building?"

This black skin, why are there so many problems?
After finally recovering from the blow that his immediate boss was Bourbon, Sano had long since lost interest in chatting, so he gave a perfunctory hum.

However, Sano didn't know that Toru Amuro was hiding a lot of thoughts in this perfunctory question.

If he knew, Sano would probably be a little interested, carefully consider his answer, and play with the other party's mentality.

(End of this chapter)