Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"..."

In the bar.

Vodka's gaze swept across the faces of everyone in front of him.

These are all people with blood on their hands, trustworthy guys, there shouldn't be any spies or traitors among them.

Just then, Vermouth, who was not far away, walked out of the bathroom with a cigarette in her mouth.

This guy is a problem.

Vodka pursed his lips and took another sip of his drink.

"How are we supposed to find that Dark Knight?" Karen, who ran the bar, asked, fidgeting as she stubbed out her cigarette.

At this point, Karen spoke up, but Gin didn't say anything.

The other party was considered a veteran in the industry, but he had never made any outstanding contributions or demonstrated any ability, which was why Gin had let those two waiters go before.

Of course, if something goes wrong, he will still kill the other party without hesitation.

“It’s simple. As long as we make a move, he’ll come knocking on our door soon!” Vodka, who was very experienced in this, answered Karen directly.

All we need to do is make a little bigger movements.

Gin remained silent.

That guy always causes trouble.

This made him extremely nervous every time he took action, constantly suspecting that there was a traitor within his ranks.

"How did he obtain the intelligence?" one of the new recruits asked.

What does it mean that something will happen as soon as there is action?
Do we have someone specifically assigned to notify him?

"It's a mystery."

Beside her, the witch walked gracefully over, a smile on her face.

It's a mystery...

……

Let's set aside the commotion in Europe for now and turn our attention back to the city of sin.

Are you sure this research is problem-free?

Inside the mysterious underground laboratory, the dog-headed detective looked at the evil scientist with suspicion and asked.

He had just gone through the routine procedure of having two vials of blood drawn.

"Not yet. I'm planning to use you as a test subject to prove its feasibility," the figure in the white coat said, glancing sideways at someone.

"She's just joking with you; the safety has already been certified."

On the giant computer screen, Hiroki looked at Conan and said with a smile.

“Okay, but now I’m even more suspicious about your age.” Conan looked at the scientist with a suspicious gaze.

Haibara has just given herself a new antidote.

This antidote allows me to remain in a certain state.

Temporarily stuck at a certain age between elementary and high school.

The effects of medication are somewhat uncertain; the child might grow from seven to ten years old, or from seven to fifteen. However, one thing is certain: you will look younger than before.

However, this antidote seemed to have no effect on this seventeen-year-old boy...

Moreover, the duration has been shortened.

Honestly, this is a major breakthrough, but it's not very useful...

"Trust me, next time you'll get your wish and become a test subject."

The underground laboratory was dimly lit, making Ai's smile seem a little scary.

"Okay, stop laughing like that."

Conan felt like he had wandered onto the set of a horror movie.

He turned to look at the computer screen and asked, "What is Lin Feng doing?"

The other party sent me a video of two people fighting, and then there was no sound at all.

“He’s a bit busy right now,” Hiroki said with a smile and a shake of his head.

As for what I'm busy with, I'm sorry I can't tell you.

"They're probably looking for trouble with the organization."

Ai looked at the information and asked a question.

"And you, have you found out about Mr. Amuro's mysterious identity?"

This seems like a strange task.

"It seems that no one understands the side of him that's closer to everyday life."

“Like Miss Azusa and Mr. Paul, all we know is how he is at work.” Conan shook his head.

They always talk about being friends, but I've never seen anyone show up.

“Perhaps this is his true side.” Ai paused slightly, then looked up and said.

"Who knows."

Hiroki smiled and said.

Uncovering the truth is what detectives should do, isn't it?

"..." Conan glanced at Hiroki with his chin resting on his hand, then walked out of the laboratory with a helpless expression.

It's pitch black inside; it's much better outside.

The sun was shining brightly, and the dog-headed detective stretched.

He turned to look at the neighbor's house. A woman in pajamas was standing on the second-floor balcony, airing out her quilts and making a banging noise...

Okay, this person retired from the organization and is now basically an ordinary housewife. She probably wasn't any important person to begin with; the kind who would have disappeared without a trace...

They left the villa that housed the underground laboratory and headed towards the doctor's house.

It's almost noon, and while some researchers don't need to eat, he's different.

After glancing at his own front door, the dog-headed detective still decided to go into the doctor's house.

It's true that my parents are at home, but that doesn't necessarily mean they'll have anything decent to eat.

"Shinichi, come and see this! It's my latest candy!" the professor exclaimed with a smile as he sat at the table.

"candy?"

"A candy bomb?" Conan walked to the table, sensing that things weren't that simple, and asked with a hint of doubt.

Is it the same type as the rainbow bomb from last time?

"Please, this is made from mixed fruit juice. An old friend asked me to research it, and we're planning to put it on the market and sell it later."

As the professor spoke, he picked up a candy, popped it into his mouth, and muttered something like, "It would be better if it were a little more sour."

"..." Looking at the bald old man's blissful expression, Conan seriously suspected that this guy had made up an old friend out of thin air.

Doctor, is your old friend planning to ask you to invent some chocolates again?

After all, you love hiding those things. Miss Akemi hummed some unknown song as she cooked in the kitchen.

Xiaolan went to karate training today, and the uncle took on a boring job: to follow some strange person.

It's worth mentioning that another murder case occurred the night before last, but it was resolved smoothly.

It felt the same as usual, but since someone wasn't home, I always felt like something was missing.

……

"Ah!"

Lin Feng sneezed and looked around suspiciously.

Someone is definitely thinking about me.

Gin?

Maybe that guy really wants to kill me.

A seemingly harmless repairman, dressed in a white T-shirt and jeans, sat on the edge of the square watching others feed pigeons.

I wonder if any strange people would feed pigeons laxatives.

"Hey, can I sit here?"

A blonde girl winked at Lin Feng and asked.

"No, thank you," Lin Feng said with a smile, sitting on the steps.

I see deception in you.

You'd better not come near me.

This isn't some kind of magic trick; it's not difficult for him to read other people's facial expressions.

This woman might just be trying to get some money out of people from out of town.

There was a hint of disgust in her hidden expression.

"This place doesn't belong to you alone!" the girl said defiantly, then sat down next to it.

"Do you have a habit of drinking in the morning, and smoking at the same time?" Lin Feng asked her with a smile.

Others rely on reasoning, but he relies on smell.

"I?"

The scantily clad girl paused slightly, her eyes seeming to dart away.

There aren't many guys who drink in the morning, but I'm one of them, and I don't smoke ordinary cigarettes.

Okay, I was just passing by and only sprayed on some perfume, so it might smell a bit.

Well, this guy doesn't have any brand-name clothes, he just looks like he has money and free time.

"Fool, you can just stay here and stare at the pigeons."

After figuring it out, the girl, who was only interested in making money, stood up and muttered curses as she prepared to leave.

It's easy to siphon money from these Asians using any means necessary, provided they have the money first.

"You brought this on yourself."

Lin Feng was too lazy to pay attention to this kind of person, so he casually said something and then looked away.

"Hehe." The girl picked up her bag, turned around, and swayed away.

"Everyone encounters some unpleasant things in life, right?"

A teasing male voice rang out, and along with the words, a can of cola was thrown over.

"That woman who just left might agree with your point of view." Lin Feng reached for the can of iced cola, looked at the man in the baseball cap, and smiled.

I don't believe that.

If someone makes me sad, then they should just give up on life.

"Why?" Akai, wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses, turned his head and glanced in the direction the woman had left before asking curiously.

Are you planning to sneak over tonight to retaliate?
I don't think you'd be that bored.

“I might be able to provide some evidence to the Scotland Yard police,” Lin Feng said, taking a big gulp of cola.

Who cares whether it’s true or not.

“Alright, getting back to the point, I don’t think Gin will choose to let this go,” Akai said as he walked over to the repairman.

The other party must be planning something bigger.

“He was well aware of his situation; the organization had no way out. However, compared to that, his personal hatred was even greater.” Lin Feng turned his head; it seemed a bit noisy outside the square.

"damn it!"

"Why would they come looking for us!"

"Call the police for me!"

The blonde girl in high heels who had just been there ran back into the square from the side path, her face filled with panic, and shouted at Lin Feng and the others.

"See? Everyone encounters some unpleasant things in life," Lin Feng said with a smile.

"you're right."

Akai glanced at the group of burly men in black chasing the woman and nodded.

Sunglasses, a suit, and headphones—he looks like a very professional guy.

She hadn't run far when she was grabbed and pinned to the ground, looking utterly miserable.

It sounds like the reason these people arrested her is related to money or something.

“They might very well set a trap for you,” Akai said, withdrawing his gaze.

He didn't really care about such a stupid and wicked nobody.

The important thing is to get to the next step.

"Unfortunately, they are not the hunters, and I am not the prey."

The two were talking.

A burly, intimidating man in a suit walked over from the side.

He pointed at the woman and said, "Excuse me, gentlemen, she said you are her companions and will pay her bills."

Lin Feng and Akai both turned to look at him.

The burly man in the suit immediately felt immense pressure.

These two don't look like nice guys...

"Take your prey and get out of here," Lin Feng said, glancing at the woman feigning pitifulness.

"Do as you are told."

Akai said expressionlessly.

If you're looking to rip me off, you've come to the wrong person.

This might be the biggest trouble you've ever gotten into, the biggest disaster you've ever caused in your life. (End of Chapter)