Conan: I'm Not a Ghost

"Oh, why is this so embarrassing?"

Sakaki scratched his head and said shyly: "Your team leader and I are not relatives."

"Can it really be written off?"

Ishikawa Xiu nodded heavily.

"There is a chance, because he is our team leader"

"He is an open-minded person!"

"Friends are far more important than money. This is what our team leader says most often."

"When the time comes, elites from all walks of life will come. This will be a good social opportunity."

Sakaki took a deep breath.

Ishikawa Shu is right, this is a great opportunity.

An opportunity to get out of debt.

The debt of 50 million is like the five-finger mountain behind Wukong, weighing him down and making him unable to breathe.

Even if he could get paid 500,000 yuan for solving one case, that would still be 100 cases.

One piece a day?

Stop making trouble, where can you find so many cases for him to solve?

Only Death's business would be that busy.

Ever since.

"Then I'd rather be respectful than obey!"

"Oh my, I have admired your team leader for a long time."

"To be honest, I also like to make friends."

"Especially my rich friends!"

Ishikawa Xiu smiled and took out his mobile phone.

"That would be great."

"Let's exchange contact information."

Sakaki covered his face.

He remembered what he had come to Ginza for.

Buy a cell phone!

Who knew that a murder case happened to happen, which cost me a lot of time.

It's almost seven o'clock now, and I don't know what time the shops in Japan close.

If it's like the Pasta Country and closes at five or six o'clock, then you won't be able to buy a mobile phone today.

Thinking of this, Sakaki ignored the aching pain in his head and asked, "Mr. Ishikawa, where is the nearest mobile phone store?"

"What time do they close?"

Ishikawa Shu held the phone and couldn't answer this question for a while.

He is the owner of a Cowherd store, and his business hours are at night. Who knows when the mobile phone store will close!

Just when he didn't know how to answer, Mao Lilan came over.

"Mr. Sakaki, do you want to buy a mobile phone?"

"It just so happened that we went to a nice restaurant today."

Mao Lilan shook the new mobile phone in her hand and smiled sweetly: "If you don't mind, let us take you there."

"How can this be so embarrassing?"

Sakaki wanted to refuse.

"We have coupons here. If you don't use them, they will expire tomorrow."

“It’s such an honor to have Miss Maori’s help.”

Sakaki held Mao Lilan's hand and shook it.

A look that could kill came to him, and Sakaki immediately let go of his hand.

Ahem, almost forgot

They are childhood sweethearts.

Of course it's okay to say a few words, but it's inappropriate to have physical contact.

I blame myself for being too excited.

Mao Lilan didn't think it was anything, and thought to herself, Mr. Sakaki is really a cheerful person.

But behind him, Kudo Shinichi smelled of vinegar, like vinegar that had been brewed for decades, giving off a strong sour smell.

He came over, pulled Mao Lilan behind him, raised his head, and looked into Sakaki Cheng's eyes.

"Mr. Sakaki, I lost today."

"I preconceived the idea that there was only one prisoner and did not consider other situations."

"But next time, I will solve the case faster than you!"

Is this a challenge?

What a hassle.

Sakaki scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "Brother Kudo, it's not me who is attacking you."

"Even if you are a detective, you are still just a high school student."

"And I'm a professional."

"I have received strict training and I have a way to deal with any case."

Although most high school students in Japan have special abilities,...

This is the real world, not a cartoon!

Where do so many weird high school students come from?

He is a scientific supremacist and does not believe in all monsters and monsters.

As for being able to dodge bullets.

He blames it on survivorship bias.

You see, there are Einsteins and Newtons in the world. These people are incredible enough.

Is it unusual that he can dodge bullets?

It's not normal to blow up a car with one punch like Marvel did.

After all, he is still in the category of living things. As for pinching steel pipes with his hands and kicking telephone poles with his feet,

That's not human at all!

Can calcium carbonate be harder than concrete?

Stop joking.

Unless it's all diamonds inside.

Kudo Shinichi was hit hard, and he felt that he had been slighted.

"What happened to being trained?"

"I also received professional training in Hawaii."

Sakaki smiled and ignored Kudo Shinichi's excuse.

Although Kudo does know a lot, professional training is not as simple as you think.

Ordinary people can drive, but people with professional training can fly airplanes!

Kudo Shinichi?

After looking at the clock on the wall, Sakaki's face straightened: "Without further delay, let's set off quickly."

"Wait a mininute!"

Megure Thirteen, who was waiting by the side, saw Sakaki was about to leave and quickly stood in front of him.

"Brother Sakaki, don't leave in a hurry!"

"This time, you have to follow us to take notes."

Sakaki's lips twitched: "Megure Police Department, I have something to do."

"There's something really wrong"

The importance of mobile phones is undoubtedly highlighted at this moment.

Whether it's Suzuki Sonoko's invitation to an exhibition, boss Gin's instructions, or the new group's birthday party, Sakaki doesn't want to miss any of it.

500,100.

Rounding off, that’s 100 million!

Profits are compounded, profits are compounded.

What he owed was loan sharking.

If the debt cannot be paid off as soon as possible, there is no guarantee that the 50 million will turn into 500 million.

Is it possible that I will go on a boat and fish for a hundred years?

In comparison, taking notes is nothing to worry about.

When Megure Thirteen heard that Sakaki Cheng could not take notes, his face suddenly darkened, and he felt unspeakable disappointment in his heart.

Making records is false, but recruiting new talents for the police station is true.

"Actually, Brother Sakaki, I reported your resume to the superiors. They are very satisfied with you and think you are a rare talent, so they let me come."

Sakaki suddenly patted his shoulder, interrupting his next words.

"No time, goodbye."

Then, Sakaki took the business card Ishikawa Hidetoshi had taken out and rushed out of the door first.

Before today, he still had a glimmer of hope in the Japanese police.

Now.

It’s better for everyone to treat each other with respect.

He doesn't doubt the Japan Metropolitan Police Department's ability to handle cases.

They are even very confident in their detection rate.

There are no unsolved cases or mysteries.

If it cannot be broken, it will be counted as suicide.

Where did the mystery come from?

The detection rate is 100%!

A pawn like him would rather not wade into this muddy water.

Otherwise, within half a month, I might be admitted to the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular department of the ICU.

Angry.

He is not an ape and cannot carry a mountain.

There were many reporters outside the club, and the spotlights were flashing non-stop.

"Come out, come out!"

"Sir, we are reporters from Mihua Daily. Can we interview you?"

"I'll just give you five minutes!"

Under the spotlight, Sakaki feels like Marilyn Monroe.

Is this a superstar?

He took a deep breath, made an OK gesture, and was about to speak.

"Look! It's Kudo Shinichi!"

"Eh? Is that the high school detective?"

"That's him!"

"Hurry and grab a good seat!"

The reporters who were originally crowding in front of Sakaki Makoto swarmed towards Kudo Shinichi who was going out behind him.

Sakaki stood stiffly on the spot, and before he could put down his raised hand, his heart went cold.

"that."

Sakaki lowered his head and found in front of him a female reporter with long black hair in a ponytail and exuding a light lemon scent.

"I'm a reporter from Japan TV Station. Can I interview you?"