Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Sano picked up Conan so that the eyes of both parties were at the same level: "Director Ochiai is the director of this art museum, do you really think he doesn't know where there are cameras and where there are no cameras?"

"Since you like to use your brain, you should do it well. Boss Zhenzhong's expression obviously changed when he wrote on the note. There are also two stages in the way of writing."

"One is when writing, and the other is when you notice some scratches. This can fully explain that there were things on the note that you really didn't want to leave."

"That's the two words on the note now, Guitian. That note was probably prepared by Director Ochiai in advance, and so was the pen. It probably ran out of oil, so it couldn't write at all."

"Go to the scene to find the pen that was thrown away, and try to see if there is any oil in the thing now, and you will be able to understand this. What questions do you have?"

Conan stared blankly at Sano, blinked his eyes, and pursed his lips, as if he wanted to refute, but found that there seemed to be nothing to refute, so he stopped speaking.

After a short silence, the other people in Hell also applauded for some reason.

"Okay, that's awesome..."

In the voice of emotion, Police Officer Mu Mu bared his teeth and grabbed Sano's hand: "I didn't expect Brother Sano's reasoning ability to be so strong. The details hidden under the context can be seen at a glance. He really deserves to be a high school detective. I will ask my brother to teach me a lot in the future!"

Sano: "..."

No, if possible, Sano still hopes that everyone will try not to meet each other in the future.

Of course, these words cannot be said, Sano still maintained a polite and humble smile on his face: "Then can I go now?"

Police officer Mu Mu smiled: "Make the record first."

Sano: "..."

……

It took longer than Sano had imagined to take notes.

After all, if you really want to count, there are quite a lot of transcripts that Sano did not make.

The Valentine's Day murder incident the day before yesterday, the haunted house incident last night, and today's art museum incident were also pulled together...

But Sano didn't have any resistance, there was nothing he could do, who told him that he was in a lost state because he used the ghost to hit the wall before, and even if he didn't follow the police, he couldn't go home.

Sitting in the police station, there is air conditioning, drinks, snacks, and bento boxes. After the transcripts are completed, they will be delivered to your home. It’s not too comfortable, okay?

Well, the above are all self-consolation.

If possible, Sano hoped that he could go home immediately, because he was really sleepy.

"Just come in order."

In the small room where the notes were taken, Miwako Sato and a young male policeman were sitting opposite Sano. He introduced himself as Tsutomu Takagi.

It's not the first time Sano has seen this person, he often follows Police Officer Megure, ha, the main reason is that Sano often encounters cases.

Of course, Sano didn't think those cases had anything to do with him, it was all the fault of the dog knight.

Before making the transcript, Takagi Wataru also confirmed Sano's identity information in accordance with the usual practice.

"Name."

"Sano Shinichiro..."

"age."

"eighteen."

"gender."

"……Female?"

As soon as Takagi stopped writing, Dead Fish Eyes raised his head and said, "Mr. Sano, we are taking notes. It is a very serious matter. Can you please stop joking?"

"Who told you to ask such a wicked question, I can't help it."

Sano muttered while drinking the coffee made by Miwako Sato.

"..."

Takagi She sighed, and could only lower his head and write a male character on his own.

"Profession."

"Unemployed...ah no, student."

"address."

"forget."

"?"

Sano looked at Takagi Tsutomu who raised his head again, and could only helplessly explain: "I really don't know this time, I just know it's at Mihuacho [-]-chome, and I don't know the exact date."

"alright."

After writing down Sano's basic information, Takagi Tsubasa began to ask for detailed transcripts: "Please tell me in detail what happened at Minakura Toshihiko's house that day."

"Ah, I was going to the Valentine's Day party. Toshihiko Junke died suddenly, and then the police came. I happened to see the murderer destroying the evidence, so I solved the case."

Takagi looked at Sano stupidly: "This, this is the end?"

"if not?"

Sano said of course.

"Be more specific, why did you go to that party, and found something wrong at that party, didn't you solve this case, how did the murderer kill the person at that time, how did you want to destroy the evidence, etc. of?"

Takagi racked his brains to organize the language, trying to teach Sano the correct way to open the transcript.

However, how can a scumbag like Sano be taught by Takagi Shineng, scratching his head and still speaking concisely: "Go if you want to, I didn't find anything wrong, although I solved the case, but strictly speaking I just happened to see the murderer destroying the evidence, and don't you all know the detailed method?"

Gao Mushe was taken aback by Sano's words, and always felt that something was wrong, but after thinking about it carefully, he didn't notice anything wrong, so he could only switch to the next case.

"Mr. Sano, let's talk about the case last night. Why did you appear in that bungalow, and how did you catch the mother-in-law who imprisoned her son and wanted to help her son escape?"

Speaking of this case, both Takagi Tsutomu and Sato Miwako on the side looked more serious.

Because in their opinion, the reason why Sano appeared in the haunted house last night is very likely to be related to that "special attack suit", and that special attack suit is known to be involved in two cases, three lives, and hundreds of millions of people. Worth of maple leaf gold coins.

At present, the only clue that may be related to the special attack suit lies in Sano, which of course must be found out.

"Ah, what happened last night."

Sano took a sip of coffee, thought about his words and said, "I went if I wanted to, and then I met that kid Conan, and then I met the mother and child in the basement, and finally she collapsed, and I left too."

"But let me tell you first, she passed out by herself, it has nothing to do with me."

"..."

It was this perfunctory answer that I wanted to go.

Takagi and Sato Miwako looked at each other and let out a sigh of relief: "Mr. Sano, let me remind you again that taking notes is a very serious matter, please don't talk nonsense and provide a true description, otherwise it is very likely It will be treated as illegal!"

Chapter 40 Tracking technology is a bit... embarrassing

"Illegal?"

Sano tilted his head, couldn't help but asked with a smile: "Then, Mr. Police Officer, which laws and regulations have I violated?"

"Giving false statements."

"Where's the evidence?"

"certificate……"

Gao Mushe choked, how can there be any evidence for this?

Sano's face was dull. He once watched a series of movies called Harry Potter. There was a sentence in it that he liked very much, that is - as long as you don't get caught when you violate the school rules, it is not considered a violation of the school rules.

...It should be said that way, anyway, that's what it means, and as we all know, the school is a small society, so it is also applicable to bring the rules of the school to the society.

Just like what Sano thought when he killed the Italian bandit trio earlier, now Takagi Tsubasa has no evidence at all, so why do you say that Sano provided a false statement?

Seeing this, Sato Miwako on the opposite side finally pushed Takagi Tsutomu away, and sat directly opposite Sano.

"Then let me ask you, why did you appear in a haunted house that no one has been in for several years, what is the reason, don't tell me what you want to go, I won't believe it."

"It's up to you whether you believe it or not, Miss Police."

Sano calmly turned the disposable cup in his hand: "Not everything in this world needs a reason, just like I'm turning this cup now, just like you are picking your nails right now."

Miwako Sato was taken aback, and looked down at her hands, she was actually picking her nails unconsciously just now...

"It helps my thinking!"

"A far-fetched reason, do you think I will believe it?"

Sano sighed: "Since Miss Inspector insists on saying this, then I can find countless reasons, such as I fall asleep more easily in that kind of place, such as I am only interested in haunted houses, just like Conan's few Wait like a little devil."

"you!"

Miwako Sato stood up panting, with suppressed anger on her face: "I remind you again Sano, that person is very dangerous, if you know anything, tell me, you don't need to be afraid of him, trust me!"

"I also ask Officer Miwako Sato to trust me."

Sano put down his coffee and looked at Miwako Sato sincerely: "I really don't know anything."

"..."

"If you two have to say what I did wrong, in my opinion, I can only enter an empty house that no one wants, at least on the surface."

"I neither stole nor robbed. I am a law-abiding citizen. I just happened to go in last night. Even if I file a lawsuit, I believe my lawyer can resolve this matter in a perfect way."

"What do you two think?"

Looking at the smiling Sano, Miwako Sato closed her eyes and remained silent for a long time before finally giving up.

"Next one."

Takagi took a look at Miwako Sato, who was leaning on the chair with a tired face, and said yes cautiously, and started to take notes for the museum.

Half an hour later, Gao Mushe looked at the record book, there was almost no change in the three rounds, they were all just two or three lines of records, and he couldn't help but slowly typed a few points.

If you hand in this kind of thing, you won't be fired...

"Thank you."

On the other side, Mihuacho [-]-chome, Sano thanked Miwako Sato who specially "escorted" him home, and opened the door to return home.

Miwako Sato stared at the closed door of Sano for a while, then looked away, turned and went downstairs.

The police car downstairs drove away, but the door of Sano's house was opened again, exposing his eyes.