Listen to the height of this knock......

"Are you at home?"

Really.

Sano picked up the clothes on the side and covered Daikoku, and thought about it for a while.

I tucked those gloves in.

Then he opened the door and looked down at the little girl.

"What's wrong?"

"Ah, finally I did."

After seeing Sano, the little girl was obviously relieved, and said happily: "Hehe, I just want to come and see how Shu Xiao's gloves are doing, because tomorrow is a charity sale, I have to confirm the situation." ”

"Well, the gloves are ready, you can rest assured, but don't look at them yet...... Retain a little mystery to bring more surprises. ”

Sano scratched his head and tried to fool the little girl first.

It's just that the little girl's attention is only focused on Sano's fingers.

To be exact, it was a band-aid tied to Sano's ten fingers.

Well, the Band-Aid is full of "needle eyes" underneath.

People with dense phobia will instantly feel numb in their scalp when they see it.

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

"It's a testament to my efforts."

Sano shook his hand: "When the matter is over, you have to treat me to a good meal." ”

The little girl blinked.

"Does it hurt?"

"It's okay."

The little girl picked up her fingers tangledly: "If it really doesn't work, otherwise it's still ......"

"Count the wool, I've already done it, how can I count it, you want me to work in vain?"

Sano raised his hand and pressed the little girl's head, rubbed it vigorously, and kneaded a soft hair into a chicken nest: "Okay, I have other things to do, you go home first, I will go directly to your kindergarten tomorrow to find you." ”

"Alright then......"

After sending the little girl away, Sano flipped through his coat.

Daikoku originally subconsciously wanted to rattle, but was directly pinched by Sano.

"I'm going out to do something, I'll call you directly later."

"Understood."

Then Sano turned all the way, and after changing horses, he met Gin.

"There are no high-level missions tonight, so I'll brush up on two more low-level missions."

Gin handed the three document bags to Sano: "Your subordinate, I've already arranged it for you, just concentrate on your own tasks." ”

…… Originally, the organization did not clearly stipulate the classification of tasks.

But after staying with Sano for a long time, Gin still unconsciously was infected with such a cognition, even the unspoken rules of his direct subordinates.

It was also because of Sano's frequent fooling that Gin had to take over.

…… There is no way, only in this way can the role of Ito Taka be maximized, and at the same time, it can be more conducive to the development of the other party.

Subordinates have to worry about it, and subordinates of subordinates have to worry about it.

It's tiring.

This revealed the frustrated step in Gin's heart, but at the same time, it revealed some of his careful thoughts...... I'm already so tired.

You have to get some results, right?

Earlier, when Sanno first joined the organization, he was called a diligent worker.

Later, after being promoted to a member of the code name, he almost didn't squeeze the gin out of the task at hand.

And then somehow.

and he was lazy, like a salted fish.

It wasn't until later that it reverted to the good habit of one task a day, except in special circumstances.

But Gin was still not satisfied.

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

If Gin hadn't seen Sano's hard work during that time, he wouldn't be unbearable now, so it's not actually too paddling.

Gin wants to save Sano.

Pull this kid back on track and inherit the title of his model worker!

However, just when Gin was full of fighting spirit, Sano actually threw back two more documents and said, "I still have some things to deal with tomorrow, so I have to go home early tonight and go to bed, so I'll make one." ”

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

"What's the matter?"

What is so important that even the tasks of the organization have to be relegated?

With such a mentality, when will you be able to inherit the title of your model worker?

"I'm going to a bazaar at the kindergarten."

Sanno didn't have the idea of hiding it, so he replied, and Ling Degin once again put a question mark.

Kindergarten?

Fair?

These two words have a half-dime relationship with Sano?

Even if there is, what is the importance of being able to organize the task?

Without waiting for Gin to express his dissatisfaction with Yu Sano's speech and behavior, and even criticized, stopped and corrected, he carried out oral education from his boss and senior.

An inexplicably familiar voice suddenly came into Gin's ears.

"Gah!"

The black crow swooped down and landed right on Sano's shoulder, who pushed the car door down.

Da Hei turned his head, his eyes fixed on Gin, crooked his neck, and rattled again.

It's as if you're greeting Gin and saying "long time no see", inexplicably infiltrating.

"Well, I'll go first."

Sanno slipped away, leaving the gin in the car and the vodka outside the car in a daze.

"Big, big brother, that crow ......"

Gin glanced at the vodka's head sticking in, but didn't make a sound.

Generally speaking, in this kind of scene, Gin should sigh that Sano, this guy really likes crows enough, maybe it was influenced by Amika's time, and he actually specially brought another crow to raise.

But when he thought of Amika's crow and the crow he had just seen, Gin had only one thought left in his heart...... That guy in Sano, actually brought Amika's crow back to neon?

When did it happen?

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

[Please register as a killer within the mission time limit, and complete it to get 100 enhancement points, and the remaining time of the mission - 71:59:59].

Registered Killer?

Sano stopped, his brow furrowed.

Killer is a name for an identity, and in the eyes of most people, it is also a profession, or a group, but it is no longer the Sano of fledglings.

But I know some of the inside story.

The killers in the world can actually be divided into three types.

The first, and most common, is Sano's current identity as a rye.

Such killers are also known as organizational killers.

Generally, it is supported by a certain organization or force, specially served by it, and it decides who should kill the existence, which belongs to the "domestic dog", which has many alternative nicknames depending on the situation, such as the dead.

However, the dead have basically been cultivated since childhood, especially paying more attention to their spiritual will, and this title is also inexplicably a bit ...... The second middle school, Sano's preferred title, is scavenger, executioner, etc.

The meaning of the latter is relatively simple in the flower planter.

The second is the group that "self-proclaimed" killers.

Or a certain individual, or a team of several individuals, a gang, and of course, a large organization composed of countless people, who call themselves killers and collect money to do things.

The main thing is to rely on a reputation.

To that final extent, it can also be called a killer organization.

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

…… Sano's armed detective agency, in a sense, may also be a killer organization, but it is not so obviously in words.

Finally, there is the third type.

Professional killer.

Killers are a profession for them.

I don't know which force pulled the strings at the beginning and established a relatively fair huge platform, so that countless stragglers with poor strength, or rookies, have a chance to receive commissions, and many of them rely on fame to eat the second type of killer.

It also grew up from this stage.

Of course, there are many second types of killers, relying on the reputation that was made when the killer was organized.

For example, Sano can now announce his withdrawal from the organization and accept the killer's commission or something.

Of course, even if you are a professional killer, it is not without a team gang that exists.

…… All in all.

Since the word "registration" is used, it must be a professional killer.

But here's the problem.

Sano didn't know how to register it.

Tokyo, or the neon killer Sano, is not untouched.

Needless to say, the first one is both Sano and Gin.

Sano, the killer of other organizations, has also killed a lot, but the second or third.

…… Sano's impression seems to be the only five-star killer?

Where can I ask?

The channels on the organization's side are definitely not good.

If Gin is known, Sano is trying to register a professional killer in addition to being an organized killer, and there is a high probability that he will be directly judged.

Mutiny.

But if you look for it aimlessly, Sano doesn't think that such a superficial thing can be found so easily, and it has to be targeted.

It's best to go straight to a professional killer.

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

Well?

Sano's heart moved, and he took out his mobile phone and called Ito Taka.

"Hey, Lord Rye, what advice?"

"Do you have any friends who are killers?"

“…… Ha? ”

……

The time came the next day.

Sano carried that earth-shattering work and came to Futaba Kindergarten.

The little girl was already waiting at the door early, and when she saw Sano, she immediately greeted her.

"Good morning, Shu Xiao!"

"Okay."

Sano glanced at the kindergarten, where there were already many "guests": "Let's go in." ”

"Well, you can choose the location."

Sano was not bothered, and casually found a nearby empty "booth".

"Ah, you're ...... Little Hana's father, he looks so young, how old is he? ”

Several women who were gathering together to gossip and gossip suddenly looked over with some surprise after seeing the little girl who led the way and Sano who was following her.

Sano glanced at a few people.

After all, it's just a mother of kindergarten children, let's not talk about whether it's beautiful or not.

At least they can be regarded as young, and they are all human ...... Ahem.

Sano, who almost introduced himself as Cao, shook his head: "I'm not her father, her mother is busy with work and doesn't have time to come, so I'll replace it." ”

"Ah, that's ......"

A group of people...... Auntie nodded suddenly.

Sano glanced at the little kids who were playing together in the kindergarten, turned his head to look at the little girl who was still standing next to him, and said, "Okay, it's none of your business here, let's go play with your classmates." ”

The little girl shook her head.

"No, I'm here with you."

Sano raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything more, just took out the gloves from his pocket and put them in the "stall...... Actually, it's on the table.

The ugly gloves instantly made the aunts who were about to divert their attention from Sano's body focus their attention on the same place again.

Although in addition to the gloves, there is also a band-aid on Sano's finger that has been noticed.

…… It seems that I have worked really hard.

Many aunts also subconsciously touched the band-aids on their hands.

Obviously, there are not a few people who are similar to Sano.

"Hah, your gloves...... It's very distinctive! ”

As if to ease the embarrassment, an aunt said with a dry smile.

"Wow-"

Without waiting for Sano to respond, he saw the little girl leaning on the table with two hands, her feet hanging in the air, and a pair of eyes flashing with a strange brilliance and shouting.

"Shu Xiao, you really made it, I thought you couldn't do it, and I did it myself later, but unfortunately it was too difficult to do it at all......

"It's amazing!!"

In the face of the little girl's emotion and appreciation, she originally thought that after taking out something, she might need to appease her Sano first, and her expression was unconsciously slightly stunned.

There was a slight surprise in his eyes.

Is this really asking for less, or is it "comforting" yourself?

Forget it, it's all indifferent things.

Sano took the kindergarten teacher he saw that day and handed him the price card and pen.

"If you set a suitable price, it may be easier to sell."

The aunt, who had tried to ease the atmosphere earlier, reminded with some hesitation.

…… It's already embarrassing, but if it can't be sold later.

That's even more embarrassing.

In this regard, Sano nodded calmly, and then put down the price card with a big stroke of the pen.

The old aunts quietly poked their heads out to look.

Fifty thousand yen.

…… How dare you!?

The old aunts' eyes widened in unison, they never thought that Sano would actually set such a high price for such a pair of gloves...... Well, in fact, a pair of gloves is tens of thousands, although it is true that it is not cheap.

But if you want to say how expensive it is, you can't do it.

The price of the brand is so terrifying.

And then it's a famous brand, but Sano only knitted it by hand, and it's so ...... It's a little unsatisfactory.

At such a price, there is a ghost if you can sell it!

Just as the old aunt was hesitating to remind her in a vague way, Sano suddenly raised her foot and kicked the little girl's buttocks: "Where is your toilet?" ”

"I'll take you!"

The little girl immediately jumped down and took Sano to the toilet with two little short legs.

…… Sano, of course, knew that the price was set too high and it would be difficult to sell.

But some things are not as simple as they seem.

The bazaar is just a formality, and more importantly, it is the "public welfare fund" at the bottom.

This is not much different from the donation from Sano's school in his previous life.

Although it is said that it is up to you to donate or not to donate, it all depends on your heart.

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

Even if parents don't care, it's easy for children to not be able to lift their heads.

Even if it were to be blackened...... In a word.

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

Anyway, that pair of broken gloves is set at a price of dozens of yuan, and no one necessarily buys it, right?

"Don't wait for me, I'm going to be a big man."

Sano waved her hand and walked into the toilet, and the little girl scratched her head and went back to the stall, looking forward to the arrival of the guests so that she could sell the gloves.

And just when Sanno went to the toilet.

At the gate of Futaba Kindergarten, four figures of two large and two small are stacking Arhats.

“…… He seems to have gone to the toilet. ”

Suzuki Sonoko narrowed her eyes: "God-given opportunity, let's hurry up and buy that rag!" ”

Maoriran: "...... Garden, how can you say it's rags? ”

Sonoko Suzuki blinked and laughed, "I'm sorry, my mouth is fast." ”

Conan underneath has a dead fish's eye.

"I really didn't expect that kind of guy would waste so much effort for a little girl in kindergarten, I thought he would definitely fool the past."

Gray Yuan sighed with emotion.

"yes."

Conan also agreed: "In the past, he could fool around, and ignore it if he couldn't, did he change and became fond of children, or was that little girl special to him?" ”

…… To be reasonable, Sano doesn't want to do this by buying, and it can be said that there is a reasonable reason, but if he has to do it himself, it makes Conan a little incomprehensible, and it doesn't fit this guy's style at all.

"Anyway, I don't think the two of us will be special."

Gray Yuan said this, causing Conan to show his dead fish eyes again.

"Speak like we're real kids."

"What real child?"

Suzuki Sonoko, who had played haha, bowed his head in confusion, and Conan hurriedly passed over perfunctorily.

"Okay, let's go in quickly, or Brother Sano will come back later!"

"That's right."

A group of four immediately entered the kindergarten, aiming at the stall where Sano's gloves were located.

But just as he arrived at the stall, Conan suddenly collided with a figure.

To be precise, it was Conan who hit someone's leg.

"Ah, I'm sorry......"

Conan subconsciously apologized and looked up at the other party.

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

Because......

Conan couldn't see each other's faces clearly!

At this moment, the first thing that came to Conan's mind was the figure of rye.

This was followed by a nickname.

Faceless man!

Generally speaking, the faceless man is naturally referring to the bomb maniac of rye.

But for Conan, it wasn't.

Because Conan remembers that there are clearly two faceless men!

The guy who had met Conan, who also wore a black cap, and who could never be the same person as Rye, whether in terms of hair color outside the hat or in his style of acting, claimed to be called-

“…… Bourbon. ”

(End of chapter)