Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

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After all, it wouldn't be right to let those poor underlings take the blame for Sano.

Thinking about it this way, Sano suddenly felt that he was a really kind and philanthropic person.

……

The third day arrived, which was the last day of the three-day deadline set by the Shadow River Gang leader for issuing a kill order against "Faceless Man".

Sano was waiting at the entrance of Beika Park early in the morning when the familiar black car slowly drove up.

Sano glanced at the second car following closely behind and raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"boarding."

Gin rolled down the car window and, without saying a word, Sano followed suit and got into the car.

After the vehicle started moving, Sano looked at Gin and asked, "What's that in the back?"

"Members of the two action teams."

Before Sano could speak, Gin continued, "This has nothing to do with organizational orders; it's just a matter of mutual help among colleagues. They came to help voluntarily."

"Oh."

Sano didn't say much until the vehicle stopped. After getting out of the car, he glanced at the two people who got out of the car behind him.

A man and a woman. The man was very tall and looked a bit thin. He was wearing a baseball cap and very small round-framed sunglasses... or more accurately, goggles?

Her face was a bit long, and more importantly, the hair that was covered by the hat was also white.

The other woman had... roughly wine-red short hair, a cold and fierce expression, and a strange tattoo under her left eye that looked somewhat like a butterfly.

Both of them were carrying a long black bag. They walked up to Gin and nodded as a greeting.

"Let me introduce you, Cohen, Chianti, this is rye."

Chapter 158, I am the Faceless Man. I heard you were looking for me?

Gin temporarily acted as an intermediary, facilitating the exchange of names between the two parties.

Is it a code name for a cadre?

Sano blinked in surprise.

Especially the former.

Cohen, isn't that an old acquaintance? Oh wait, the one who's close to Sano is Cohen.

I never expected that Cohen, whom Sano had previously complained was easy to confuse with Cohen, would appear in front of me so quickly.

Sano's gaze lingered on Cohen for a moment longer before he nodded to the two of them as a greeting.

The woman codenamed Chianti also showed a surprised expression: "So you're the newcomer who inherited the codename Rye? What, we came all this way to help you, and you won't even let us see your face?"

Sano chuckled, took off his hat, and smiled at Chianti: "Is that alright now?"

"She's quite good-looking."

Chianti looked Sano up and down, clicked her tongue, and then looked at Gin: "Tell me, what exactly do you want us to help with?"

Gin didn't answer, but just looked at Sano.

Sano didn't say anything, but simply reached out his hand to Gin.

Seeing Gin raise an eyebrow, Sano could only say helplessly, "At least give me the information first."

Honestly, they have absolutely no understanding of each other.

...I forgot about that.

Gin expressionlessly pulled a document from his pocket and handed it to Sano.

After Sano opened the document and read through it all, he looked at the luxury hotel not far away.

"So, the leader of the Shadow River Gang lives there now?"

"The head of the Shadow River Gang?"

Before Gin could speak, Chianti exploded: "What's going on? Are we here to kill the leader of the Kagemi gang?"

...They were completely fooled without knowing anything about it.

Sano glanced at Gin, surprised that this model employee of the organization had such a cunning side.

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Chianti finally came to her senses and looked at Sano in astonishment, asking, "You wouldn't happen to be that No-Face, would you?"

"Chianti".

Gin said coldly, "Don't forget the rules."

The rule is that members with code names must be addressed by their code names.

Chianti pouted, somewhat annoyed: "Fine, I know."

"This operation was not an organization, but an individual's, so you can't refuse if they need your help in the future."

Gin looked at Sano and began with a string of social niceties: "So, have you decided how to proceed?"

"That old guy is used to being a womanizer and often stays in hotels, but because of that he is also very cautious. Once you fail to kill him once, it will be difficult to kill him again."

“There are at least a hundred Shadow River Gang members in the hotel, and they are all skilled with firearms. A direct assault is definitely not feasible. My suggestion is to find a way to lure that old guy out, and then have Chianti and Cohen snipe him from a distance.”

Sano glanced at Gin, who seemed to be helping him fill in the gaps in his knowledge, and laughed.

"No, that would be too troublesome, and the success rate wouldn't be high."

"So what do you plan to do?"

Sano returned the documents to Gin and put his passerby hat back on.

"The answer is simple: go in and kill him."

Sano never intended to involve anyone else in this matter.

Just as Gin said before, this is Sano's personal matter, and there is no reason for the organization or others to get into unnecessary trouble for him.

Although Sano didn't care about such a small matter, for him who needed to achieve results, it was really unnecessary to lower his reputation in the eyes of the organization's senior management over such a trivial matter.

So when Gin said that he could contact him if needed, all Sano wanted was a piece of information, wanting to avoid unnecessary trouble.

...But who would have thought that Gin would take it upon himself to bring other people along?

Upon hearing Sano's reply, Gin's brows visibly furrowed.

Before Gin could say anything more, Sano walked straight to the hotel, waving his hand behind him and saying, "You guys just wait for news in the car."

"..."

Chianti looked at Gin with a strange expression and sneered, "Heh, it seems our newcomer is a heartless madman who never intended to accept your kindness, Gin?"

"Shut up."

Gin reached for the gun in his pocket: "Get to the best position immediately and be ready to cover Rye's retreat if he fails."

Chianti pursed her lips, lazily said "Yes," and walked to the side, while Cohen, who had been silent all along, followed.

……

Inside the hotel, taking advantage of his inconspicuous hat, Sano quietly found the guest registration form behind the counter. Then, unnoticed by dozens of members of the Kagee Gang in the lobby, he took the elevator all the way to the nineteenth floor.

The Kagee gang leader's suite was on the 20th floor, and without a card, Sano could only stop on the 19th floor.

Even the stairs are off-limits. Of course, even if they were, Sano wouldn't go up; otherwise, he could just take a room key from the counter.

There are nearly a hundred members of the Kagemi gang in the hotel, but Sano only saw about twenty or thirty people in the lobby on the first floor. It goes without saying where the rest are.

It's either in the stairwell on the 20th floor or next to the room of the Shadow River Gang leader; going up there would be a direct assault.

Under these circumstances, the only place Sano could find with the fewest guards around the Kagee gang leader was the elevator.

Sano took out a mirror, stuck it to the wall directly opposite the elevator door, then leaned against the wall next to the elevator door, closed his eyes, and waited patiently.

A moment later, Sano opened his eyes, glanced at the elevator that had reached the twentieth floor, and pressed the elevator button.

Ten seconds later, the elevator stopped on the nineteenth floor and the elevator doors opened.

Sano glanced at the men in suits in the elevator through the mirror, but the leader of the Kagemi gang was not among them.

"Strange, why is nobody here?"

A member of the Kagee gang peeked out, but failed to notice Sano right around the corner.

"Hurry up and go down, the president is still waiting upstairs."

Urged on by the other members of the Shadow River Gang, the man had no choice but to retract his head. After the elevator doors closed, it continued to descend, reaching the first floor, and then returned to the twentieth floor.

Sano pressed the elevator button again, and after the same situation as before, it was the third and fourth time.

It wasn't until the elevator stopped on the nineteenth floor for the fifth time and the elevator doors opened that Sano finally saw the person he wanted to see in the mirror.

Hotel elevators are generally not very large. By standard limits, they can accommodate a maximum of seven people. Of course, if you squeeze in, you can squeeze in ten people, but there will be some risks involved.

Of course, for someone like the leader of the Shadow River Gang, who is of "noble status," it is impossible to squeeze into a small space with too many people; comfort and face are the most important things.

It's like this elevator, which can clearly hold seven people, only had a tall, fat man standing to the side beside the old man himself.

How vigilant can you be with this?

Sano couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle. But then again, although it's a yakuza organization, Japan is still relatively safe compared to free countries.

Not to mention that the leader of the Shadow River Gang has not been on the front lines for many years, living a carefree and decadent life. His vigilance has probably been completely worn down long ago.

Sano stopped looking around and walked to the elevator. Under the gaze of the two people who were puzzled because the elevator door was open but there was no one outside, he stepped into the elevator.

The leader of the Yingjiang gang didn't pay much attention and simply reached out and pressed the close button. The elevator shook slightly and then gradually began to descend.

Sano stood in front of the two men, straightened his hat, and pressed the earpiece that Gin had given him before the operation.

"it's me."

On the other end of the earpiece, Gin, who was sitting on the hood of the car, immediately stood up, pressed the earpiece, and asked, "What's going on?"

"Yes, we've found it. It's taking the elevator down. You can get in the car first, and I'll head over there and we'll leave right away."

Sano calmly said a few words in the elevator, leaving the Chianti-Cohen duo, who were perched on the roof of the building on the other side, completely dumbfounded.

"What do you mean? You've already taken care of that old guy, so you can leave now?"