And just when Gin was surprised and confused, Sano, who was on the way to a mission on the other side, received a mission with a very special content.

The charity bazaar is just a formality, the more important thing is the "charitable funds" underneath.

Finally, there is the third type.

...How dare you do this!?

The ugly gloves instantly caused the aunts who had almost turned their attention away from Sano to focus on the same place again.

Either an individual, a team of several individuals, a gang, or of course a large organization composed of countless people. They call themselves killers and receive money to do things.

Sano fled away, leaving the gin in the car and the vodka outside the car in a daze.

Before Gin could express his dissatisfaction with Yu Sano's speech and behavior, he even criticized, stopped and corrected him, and launched a verbal education from his superior and senior.

Do you want to go to prison and ask that five-star killer?

"I have something to do when I go out. I will call you directly later."

[Please register as a killer within the mission time limit. If you complete it, you will get one hundred strengthening points. The remaining time of the mission is - 71:59:59].

Seeing the hesitation on the little girl's face, Sano could probably tell what she was thinking.

Generally speaking, in this situation, Gin would sigh that Sano really likes crows, maybe because of the influence of America, he actually got another crow to raise.

However, death warriors are basically trained from an early age, with special attention paid to their spiritual will, and this title is also inexplicably a bit... chuuni, Sano's preferred title is scavenger, executioner, etc.

"No, I'm here with you."

Although besides the gloves, what was also noticed was the band-aid on Sano's finger.

Conan subconsciously apologized and looked up at the other party.

"Then, I'll leave first."

Sano glanced at several people.

……all in all.

"Does it hurt?"

"Well, you can choose any location."

"Ah, are you... Xiaohanana's father? You look so young. How old are you?"

When Sano first joined the organization, he was very diligent in his work.

Gin glanced at Vodka's head, but said nothing.

But he knows some of the inside stories.

Generally, they are supported by a certain organization or force, serve specifically for them, and decide who to kill. They are classified as "domestic dogs". Depending on the situation, this kind of dog has many alternative names, such as a dead dog.

...Sano's Armed Detective Agency may also be considered a killer organization in a sense, but it's just not so obvious in words.

"Don't wait for me, I'll go to the big school."

However, after seeing the other person's face clearly, Conan's expression changed instantly.

After Sano waved his hand, he walked into the toilet. The little girl scratched her head and returned to the stall, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the customers so that she could sell the pair of gloves.

Gin handed the three document bags to Sano: "I have already arranged it for you as your subordinate. Just concentrate on your own tasks."

But when he thought of America's crow and the crow he saw just now, Gin had only one thought left in his mind... That guy Sano actually brought America's crow back.

Neon?

Sano has also killed many killers from other organizations, but this is the second and third type.

"Okay."

This step of instruction revealed the frustration in Gin's heart, but at the same time, it also revealed some of his little thoughts... He was already so tired.

Suzuki Sonoko blinked and laughed: "Sorry, I was quick to talk."

...There is no way, only in this way can Ito Taka's role be brought into full play, and at the same time, it can be more conducive to the development of the other party.

The latter has a relatively simple meaning among flower growers.

Of course, even a professional killer does not exist without a team.

"Oh well……"

"learn."

Looking at the two documents that were thrown back, Gin couldn't help but slowly type a question mark.

"How can I forget to count the yarn when I've already done it? Do you want me to work in vain?"

After all, as the old saying goes, there is no harm without comparison.

Sano didn't want the little girl to repeat his misery.

The aunt who had previously tried to lighten the atmosphere gave a hesitant reminder.

Sano took the price tag and pen from the kindergarten teacher he met that day.

Parents don't care. Children can easily lose their heads.

Sano didn't get too distracted and just found an empty "stall" nearby.

The old aunts quietly poked their heads out to take a look.

A group of four people immediately entered the kindergarten and aimed directly at the stall where Sano's gloves were.

Killer is the name of an identity. In the eyes of most people, it is also a profession, or a group. However, Sano is no longer a fledgling.

If Gin were to find out that Sano, in addition to being an organization killer, was also trying to register as a professional killer, there would be a high probability that he would be directly judged as such.

…

Fifty thousand yen.

Sano raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything else. He just took out the pair of gloves from his pocket and put them on the "booth"... which was actually on the table.

To be precise, it was the band-aids that Sano had covered with ten of his fingers.

The little girl picked up her fingers in confusion: "If it really doesn't work, then I might as well..."

"Gah!"

It was as if he was saying hello to Gin and saying "Long time no see", which was inexplicably infiltrating.

But if you really don’t donate, or even just donate too little.

But after staying with Sano for a long time, Gin was still unconsciously infected with this kind of knowledge, even the unspoken rules of his direct superiors and subordinates.

Facing the little girl's emotion and appreciation, Sano, who originally thought that he might need to comfort her first after taking out the things, was slightly startled unconsciously.

After all, she is just the mother of a kindergarten child, not to mention whether she is beautiful or not.

A group of people... Auntie suddenly nodded.

Sano raised his hand and pressed the little girl's head, rubbed it hard, and turned the soft hair into a chicken coop: "Okay, I have other things to do, you go home first, I will go directly to you tomorrow

The kindergarten is looking for you."

Dahei turned his head, stared at Gin, tilted his neck, and croaked again.

But when he arrived at the stall, Conan suddenly bumped into a figure.

But the problem is.

You have to gain some results, right?

"Ah, so that's it..."

"You actually did it, Shu. I thought you couldn't do it. I even tried to do it myself later. Unfortunately, it was too difficult and I couldn't do it at all..."

The prices of famous brands are so scary.

The little girl shook her head.

"Set a suitable price and it may be easier to sell."

Mao Lilan: "...Yuanzi, how can you say it's junk?"

The first one, and the most common one, is Sano's current identity as Rye.

If it is a particularly powerful killer organization, it may also cultivate its own "dead soldiers".

kindergarten?

Charity fair?

Are these two words remotely related to Sano?

Even if there is, how important is it to organize tasks?

"Do you have any friends who are killers?"

Killers in the world can actually be divided into three types.

After sending the little girl away, Sano opened his coat.
To be continued...