Conan: I'm Really Not Tokyo Ghost Story

Chapter 293 292, (Together) Who taught you to write love letters like this?

After thinking for a while, Gin suddenly turned his attention to the vodka aside.

...I almost forgot the idea that came up earlier.

Vodka: "..."

The eldest brother looked at what he was doing with his cool eyes.

Did you do something wrong?

It seems not...

"Vodka."

Gin's hand fell on Vodka's shoulder: "Go back and do a mission."

"...Oh, good!"

When Gin's hand left his shoulder, Vodka immediately noticed something was wrong.

...When will my eldest brother also refer to my own ideas on tasks?

Although the question he just asked was more of a command tone, it still felt like something was not right. It felt like... he would not participate in it himself.

Ha, I am also neurotic. If you want to do low-level tasks alone, there is no need to ask this question.

Usually it's better to just dump the task directly.

Forget it, what should I do with so many thoughts?

Vodka shook his head and focused on driving.

Time came to the next day, and Vodka was looking at the mission information in his hand.

When Vodka got this information, he was confused.

And when Vodka discovered that the information in the "Team Teammates" column appeared on it, bad premonitions began to pop up uncontrollably.

Then when the words "rye whiskey" appeared behind the "Team Teammates" column, the bad premonition had become a fact.

...Damn it!

What on earth have you done to displease your elder brother to deserve such treatment!?

Vodka held the information tremblingly, and looked up tremblingly at Gin who was sitting across from him with a cold face, smoking a cigarette and talking on the phone. He hesitated to speak, but hesitated to speak.

...I really want to refuse, but I dare not refuse.

What to do, what to do, what to do!

At the same time, Sano on the other end was being tortured by the ringing of the phone.

"...It's so noisy."

After he answered the phone in a daze, Gin's cold voice finally made Sano sober up a little.

"Team mission with Vodka..."

After Sano sat up, while listening to Gin's explanation of the mission status, he checked the messages on his phone that arrived after he fell asleep.

"Well, the task is not difficult and the time is short..."

"Oh haha, I'm afraid that won't work."

Before Gin could finish what he said, Sano regretfully interrupted and refused.

"……What?"

"I can't do this task."

"reason."

"Last night, the teacher sent me a text message telling me that I had to make up the exam today... Damn it, I slept in it, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, I, I, I that I gotta hurry up, it's all in vain."

Listening to the busy tone on the other end of the phone, Gin almost spit out a puff of cigarette. He finally suppressed his anger and threw the phone aside in a dull tone.

Everything had been arranged, but I was told that something happened and I couldn't come.

The reason why it happened to be a make-up exam was simply...

Vodka looked at his eldest brother's face, which was so gloomy that he could drip water. He also put away his little thoughts and asked cautiously: "Brother, what's wrong?"

Gin snorted coldly and knocked his heels on the table: "Nothing, Rye can't come, the mission is cancelled."

"ah!--?"

Vodka suppressed the cheers that almost came out of his throat. He felt extremely happy from the bottom of his heart for this surprise. Of course, he still had to pretend a little on the surface.

"Why is this so? Why can't you come? Is there no reason?"

"The reason is that he has to make up the exam."

Hearing Gin's answer, Vodka couldn't help but hit a row of dots.

Although I was very happy that Sano couldn't come, this reason for not being able to come was too...

Vodka twisted his facial features in an attempt to cover up the corners of his mouth that were frantically trying to raise no matter what angle he looked at.

Thanks for the make-up exam!

Thank you school!

Thank you to all the teachers who taught Sano!

Thank you teachers for teaching Sano so poorly that he failed all subjects!

Gin raised his eyes, looked at Vodka's twitching corners of his mouth, and twitched his lips: "You seem to be very happy."

Vodka's face froze for a moment, and the urge to raise the corners of his mouth finally stopped coming.

It's over, the elder brother seems to be angry.

"No, no, no, how could I be happy? I just feel sorry..."

Vodka quickly denied it.

And Gin snorted softly: "Really? Then get ready and form a second team with Rye tonight."

Vodka: "...Yes."

…

"Everyone take the exam seriously, be honest, don't whisper to each other, and don't try to plagiarize. I can clearly see your little tricks from above. Don't catch you out when the time comes. It will look ugly on everyone's face."

Sano watched the invigilator talk nonsense and ran to the door to bask in the sun. While feeling that the two worlds really have something in common, he started to stare at the test paper in a daze.

……I am bored.

Do I really want to continue such boring and meaningless things in the future?

Forget it once or twice, how many times has it been?

It's time to end it, but how to end it.

Sano looked at the test paper questions with confusion.

Isn't it difficult for him to solve people like Sano Hui and solve problems?

Suddenly, Sano felt someone poking him from behind. He turned around and saw a short-haired girl holding a ball of paper.

This is!?

Sano's head was shaken, it was such a familiar scene!

At the exam site, he carefully poked people with his pen and passed the paper quietly.

Is this heroine sending the answer to herself!?

... To be fair, students in this world don't seem to follow the same rules as Sano's students in his previous life, especially when it comes to exams.

So even though Sano had tried to play the favor card in previous make-up exams, or offered various snacks and drinks in exchange for exam answers, the other party would often politely refuse with a very embarrassed attitude.

...Suzuki Sonoko didn't have any worries in this regard, but she didn't have to make up the exam.

The result was unexpected.

Another village is full of bright flowers and dark willows.

The boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge.

There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain.

The answer actually came to your door!

Sano glanced at the invigilator at the door, leaned back calmly, and received the answer calmly.

Great, that's it, now it's just the last step.

Sano kneaded the paper ball with two fingers and slowly spread it out.

It’s not easy at all. It’s finally coming to an end. This ridiculous and sad life of making up for exams!

But then again, I don’t know this little girl, so why would she suddenly send the answer to me?

Is it possible that you are coveting your own beauty?

Ha, it seems that it is not impossible to trade your beauty for answers.

Sano finally spread out the paper ball completely, but the moment his eyes fell, his expression became extremely stiff.

"Senior, after the exam is over, can you go behind the school building? I'll wait for you there." (Love)

...Now Sano can be sure that this little girl Ryo is indeed coveting his beauty.

But do you want to send a love letter at such a critical time in such a way that can easily be misunderstood!!!

Who the hell taught you to write a love letter like this? If you say it, you promise not to hack him!

Deep well ice.

Sano quickly crumpled the note into a ball again and threw it away.

... Having said that, it seemed that I was overthinking it, and the accuracy of the answers I wrote was high enough. Basically, I passed the make-up exam in the first and second rounds, and was out of the sea of ​​suffering.

And for a talent who can take so many rounds of make-up exams with Sano, even if the answers are really sent over, whether or not they copy them seems to have no meaning at all.

How do you say that sentence?

The penultimate person will give the answer to the penultimate person. One dares to give it and the other dares to copy it?

After sighing, Sano had an idea.

As a being who can cheat, why should I take the exam like ordinary people?

"Teacher, I want to go to the toilet!"

A few minutes later, Sano walked out of the toilet under the gaze of the proctor walking in the corridor.

When the two of them walked some distance away, a small black shadow immediately appeared.

"Very good, successfully infiltrated!"

Sano controlled the clone in the black cat form and rolled to the corner. After looking around, he quickly rushed to the opposite side, turned and went upstairs.

There happened to be a teacher standing in front of him holding a textbook. Without any panic, Sano slid a shovel between his legs and then somersaulted up. He kept walking, aiming directly at the possible answers to the make-up test.

Place.

Time is tight, hurry up.

Cat agent, mission in progress!

…

When Sano finished his day's make-up exams and came to the cafe that had been replaced with a sign with the word "Antique" on it, it was already packed with people.

Compared with when Sano took over here, there were more Suzuki Sonoko, the four-person team, and... Amuro Toru.

Sano: "...What are you doing here?"

"Haha, senior, it's true that you didn't even tell us that you opened the store. Of course, I came here to support you!"

"I wish Brother Sano good luck with his opening!"

"Why do you think of opening a coffee shop?"

"The place is nice. I heard you are recruiting people. Do you want to consider me?"

Sano was surrounded by a lot of words, and his head couldn't react for a while.

"...All in all, you're just here to cheer me on, right?"

Sano, who had a headache from the noise, chose to make a decision and pushed all the people to the seats next to him: "Then sit down for me and order what you want to eat. Don't bother me. I have other things to do."

"

"Where's Xiaozi, where is the person who came for the interview?"

"Here is the boss!"

Sano followed the sound and looked at the young woman next to Azusa Enomoto.

He is about 20 years old, good-looking, with his trademark squinty eyes, and his long black hair is tied into a ponytail and falls on one shoulder. Well, this hairstyle is a bit dangerous, madam.

"Hello, my name is Sanyi Aiko, please give me some advice."

Mitsukoshi Aiko bowed to say hello to Sano, while Enomoto Azusa approached Sano and explained the situation in a low voice: "Boss, I have interviewed Aiko in advance. The conditions are very good in all aspects, and she has a lot of cooking skills.

, and he learns things very quickly.”

"Then there's no need to talk nonsense. Let's go straight to work and try it out. It's almost time."

Sano glanced at the time and said.

"What's almost done?"

Before Azusa Enomoto could react, the phone behind the counter suddenly rang.

"Um."

Sano raised his chin and motioned for Mitsuki Aiko to answer the phone.

"Hello, oh yes, two glasses of iced Americano and two croissants, okay, okay."

As soon as Mitsuki Aiko wrote down the food mentioned on the phone, Sano reminded her again: "Don't forget to write down the number."

"Oh well."

Samik Aiko wrote down the number below again.

Sano turned to Azusa Enomoto, who was still standing beside him blankly: "Why don't you do it yet?"

"Oh...yes!"

By the time Azusa Enomoto had prepared all the meals, the little black eDonkey had already stopped at the door. A young man wearing work clothes that could be found anywhere rushed into the store and reported his serial number and took away the packaged portion.

Meals.

"boom--!"

"Ding Lingling!"

As soon as we finished our meal, the phone rang again: "Yes, two portions..."

"Ding Lingling!"

Seeing that Mitsuki Aiko had just written down an order information, and a new order came in, Azusa Enomoto finally felt a little pressure, rolled up her sleeves, and speeded up.

"...It turns out that I was going to contract it to be a delivery company."

Toru Amuro watched with great interest as another rider took away two meals: "But your store itself is a small place, and now it has changed its name. Why do people come to order from you so quickly?"

Where is the meal here?”

"advertise."

Sano pulled out a poster leaflet from his pocket and handed it to Toru Amuro: "The newly launched business aspects of Nadutong include but are not limited to delivering a leaflet when delivering food, and posting it on the food box of the vehicle."

Toru Amuro took the poster flyer and laughed: "I see, the guy who runs this company is very smart, and he actually wants to take advantage of everything."

"The wool comes from the sheep."

"But such advertising should cost a lot, right?"

"really."

"Do they have a lot of advertising space?"

"Not much. After all, things are rare and valuable. If you promote too much at one time, it will be ineffective."

"That's right..."

Toru Amuro didn't say anything anymore, but actually he still had something to say.

That is such a precious advertising space. No matter how high the price is, there will definitely be many people eyeing it. It is impossible for a small cafe in Sano to win those big heads in a price war, so there is nothing fishy about it.

Toru Amuro definitely doesn't believe it.

Of course, this matter is not too strange for Toru Amuro, an insider.

After all, Sano is a former gangster after all, so if he wants the face of an advertising space, he probably still has it.

This is how human nature works!

"By the way, how did you know that I opened a store?"

Sano suddenly threw out doubts, forget about the others, either they can get in touch with Mao Lilan, or they can get in touch with Conan.

But Toru Amuro seems to have no source of information that he took over this cafe, right?

"ah……"

Toru Amuro gave the answer.

It turns out that Poirot's boss is not only running a coffee shop, but also operates it in other places. So Toru Amuro, a working maniac, has worked for the other party and has contact information from time to time, so he knows about Poirot.

Regarding Luo's case, we later found out that the person taking over was Sano.

...I always feel that this reason is a bit outrageous.

Could this guy have been secretly watching me?

If not, then one can only lament that the working circle of this working maniac is really broad enough.

Sano thought so.

"...Business is surprisingly good."

The people at the other end couldn't help but sigh when they saw the clear division of labor at the counter. Although they could not be called busy, they were indeed very busy, Azusa Enomoto and Aiko Mitsuki.

Suzuki Sonoko held her chin and thought: "Just tell my dad and see if you can invest."

(End of chapter)