Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Hit the wall!

Sano didn't intend to engage in exciting melee combat with that iron-clad old guy. Shot is currently the strongest single-target control skill... Well, it's actually the only one.

The black coat surged, and the evil spirit roared out, directly crashing into Director Ochiai's body, making the other party's movements freeze there instantly.

However, before Sano did anything concrete, only two or three seconds later, Director Ochiai's movements became smooth again.

Sano, who had just taken two steps, paused, with a little astonishment on his face.

I am Nima.

This old guy has such a high will attribute? ?

Before he had time to think about it, Sano directly took out the last mask of the special attack suit and put it on. While entering the strongest bad state, he didn't forget to take out the setting spray and stroke his hair randomly, and he didn't even forget to shake it off wearing a black coat,

"Ok?"

And at this moment, Director Ochiai seemed to have discovered that there were other people in this hell, and turned his head slightly.

In the dim hell, the demon knight and the bad boy stared at each other twenty meters away.

Eyes of the Beast!

Sano didn't have any intention of keeping his hand, and even used the pupil of the beast.

There was almost no light in the hell, which made the red light in Sano's eyes even brighter and more terrifying.

With the addition of the triple effect of bad, extremely evil, and the beast's momentum attribute, Curator Ochiai, who couldn't even control the ghost hitting the wall, also had an instinctive sense of fear.

Sano exerted strength on his feet, and the wind whistled in his ears, and he turned into a black shadow and rushed out, aiming at Director Ochiai.

"Chong!"

Seeing that strange guy who appeared suddenly rushing towards him, Curator Ochiai's pupils shrank, he raised his long sword and slashed at Sano, regardless of whether he was innocent or not.

It's too bulky.

Sano reversed his footsteps, dodged the slash, then raised his leg high in a roundabout, and kicked Curator Ochiai's head, causing him to take a few steps back.

But that's about it.

This armor is so hard as hell! ?

When Sano retracted his leg, his toe seemed to be broken, causing him to stagger in pain.

This pair of armor is so heavy that Director Ochiai's movements become very slow. Of course, it doesn't make any difference to ordinary people, but for Sano who is wearing a three-piece special attack suit, it is basically impossible to be hit.

But correspondingly, this pair of steel armor, not to mention Sano's fists, even sword bullets, may not be able to break through the defense.

Trouble.

Sano looked at Curator Ochiai who was rushing towards him with his sword again after stabilizing his figure, and his brain began to think wildly, how to solve this iron lump.

Sano and Director Ochiai fought for a while, one couldn't hit the other, the other couldn't knock the other down, and for a while, neither could do anything to the other.

What should we do, fight a protracted war?

Sano's face brushed against the blood-stained long sword, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

In terms of risk, it seems that my side is more disadvantaged. It's a pity that Curator Ochiai's iron skin, otherwise, if the hammer of justice came, wouldn't it be an instant kill?

After another dodge and useless attack, Sano's eyes suddenly fixed on Director Ochiai's retreating footsteps, and suddenly he had a flash of inspiration.

Before myself, it seemed that I was a bit too horny?

Sano Fei stepped forward, kicked Director Ochiai directly on the chest, and then tripped with his lower body, which immediately made the opponent's body unstable, and fell on all fours with a bang.

Without further ado, Sano kicked the long sword in Director Ochiai's hand, and then pressed it on the opponent, making it impossible for Director Ochiai, who had difficulty getting up, to stand up.

This is the corner that Sano drilled into before.

Because in the state of the special attack suit, the only ones Sano has really fought are those bad boys in Tokyo. Everyone is punching and kicking, without any rules at all. Faced with a tough opponent like Director Ochiai, he seemed very restrained.

But it doesn't matter, just pay attention to it later.

Sano stepped on Director Ochiai and reached out to pick off the helmet of the other party, but after a few seconds, he found that no matter how hard he tried, the helmet was as if it was smashed to death, and he couldn't pull it off at all.

"Special!"

Sano couldn't help bursting out that the quintessence of nationalism, he was already a little irritable, but his inner anger became even worse, so he simply grabbed the head of Ochiai curator, and smashed it to the ground like a walnut, bang bang bang.

once, twice...

It wasn't until after dozens of impacts that Sano could clearly feel that Director Ochiai had stopped moving, so he let go of his hand.

At this moment, Sano went to pull off Director Ochiai's helmet again, but he did not fail again, but succeeded in pulling it off, exposing the opponent's blood-stained head.

Sano reached out his hand to feel the pulse of Director Ochiai, making sure that the other person was not dead, so he didn't do any more unnecessary things, instead, he went to the oni coat that he left behind, picked it up again, and took off the mask.

Unlike in the haunted building before, Sano didn't do anything bad this time, so he didn't need to silence him.

Even if Director Ochiai later told the police that the person who knocked him out was the "Black Reaper", but it can only mean that the "Black Reaper" caught the bad guy, what else can it explain?

You know, Sano's "Black Death" vest was originally put on simply because he felt ashamed and avoided trouble from the bad world.

In other words, there is no guarantee that 100% will not be torn off. If it is exposed in the future, these unnecessary actions will become even more trouble for Sano.

It's like when I was a child, I stole 100 yuan from home to go out to spend, and then in order not to be scolded, I told my parents that a thief had entered the house, but my parents called the police. Finally, the police came to investigate and found that the person who stole the money was actually me.

It was just a matter of being scolded, but with his own efforts, he successfully turned into mixed doubles. Sano would never do such a stupid thing.

...This is definitely not Sano's personal experience, but just an example.

After Sano changed back to his original form, he quietly walked away from the hell, but he didn't see that there was a little black in the shadow of the hell who watched his "masterpiece" all the way.

In Toru Amuro's heart, he was actually shocked.

And his thoughts can be summed up in two ways.

First is first.

This kid Sano is actually "sneaking" behind his back and "going chivalrous". Sure enough, he didn't misunderstand the person, he is a good boy!

It's just a pity that Sano's movements were a bit slower because of the appearance of the trio before, otherwise, the corpse hanging on the wall should have survived.

And then there's the second.

This kid is so good at fighting? ? ?

If Toru Amuro is pleasantly surprised now, the former is naturally the one that is happy, and the latter is the one that is surprised.

Toru Amuro knew about the fact that Sano was the leader of the runaway organization Black Death, and it could even be said that he collected it and handed it to Gin.

As for the black god of death, he beat up bad boys all over Tokyo in just one night, and Toru Amuro also knew about the fact that he dominated Tokyo.

However, in the final analysis, these things are nothing more than fighting among a group of teenagers. Toru Amuro really never thought about how good Sano really is at fighting.

When he came in with Sano earlier, Toru Amuro happened to see Sano, who had changed into a special attack suit, rushing towards Director Ochiai, not to mention how fast his heart was beating.

Almost not scared to death.

If Sano was late enough to avoid Director Ochiai's slash, Toru Amuro didn't doubt that he would draw his gun directly.

It's the last act of smashing people's heads like a ball, with a little bit of flaws... But it's okay, the flaws are not concealed, there is no perfect person in this world, harmless, harmless!

But no matter what, it was rewarding to follow Sano for a stroll.

Capable and thoughtful, such a good seed, even if he can't do things for the country, he must not continue to work for the organization!

Thinking of the bandit trio that Sano killed in the Maple Leaf Gold Coin mission before, Toru Amuro's originally gratified mood became a little heavier again. Sano must have struggled in his heart at that time.

No matter how you think about it, it's all the organization's fault...

The evil organization will take you one day sooner or later!

Toru Amuro tidied up his mood, then changed direction and left the museum.

What needs to be clarified has been clarified, and of course the next step is to continue working. Toru Amuro has not forgotten the goods that were supposed to be delivered at [-] o'clock in the morning, and he has not delivered one piece until now.

...Should I stay up all night tonight?

……

Sano originally thought of sneaking out of the Medieval Art Museum while the Mori family was still watching the exhibition, but he seemed to have forgotten that he just used the ghost coat just ten minutes ago, so...

Sano got lost again.

Not to mention that he couldn't find his home this time, Sano couldn't even find the gate of the Art Museum.

Those corridors that went back and forth, Sano went and went, went back and forth, went around countless times, even if there was no wind in the art gallery, it was enough to make Sano messy.

Do I have to be trapped in this art gallery for another six hours! ?

Sano's eyes were bloodshot, and for the first time, he had the urge to throw away a reinforcement.

"Senior Sano?"

And just when Sano was hesitating whether to take the risk of being remembered and let the staff drag him out, a familiar voice came from behind him.

Sano looked back in silence, and saw Mao Lilan as expected.

"Yo, what a coincidence."

Sano pretended to be flat and greeted the other party.

Mao Lilan also showed a smile on her face: "I really didn't expect to see Senior here again."

"what!"

Mao Lilan clapped his hands suddenly: "By the way, now is not the time to talk about this, senior, the owner of this art gallery is dead, we have to call the police as soon as possible!"

Chapter 37

Has it been discovered yet?

Sano murmured silently in his heart, no wonder he seemed to hear a woman's scream a while ago.

"Then you go, I'm ready to go home."

After Sano waved his hand, he turned and left. If he didn't leave, would he still plan to stay for a light meal?

……

It's just that Sano obviously didn't expect that the reunion would come so soon.

Because just a short while after separating from Mao Lilan, Sano bumped into the police officer Megure and his team who had just arrived after receiving the alarm.