Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

It must be said that Akai's gaze is incredibly intimidating.

He was a professional, not only a top FBI agent, but also someone who had joined a dark organization and obtained a code name.

However, what's even more terrifying is the guy holding the Coke can.

For a fleeting moment, the burly man in black, who was looking for a little trouble, even wondered if he was being targeted by some inhuman being.

It's hard to explain clearly.

He had gone hunting in Africa with his employer, which was probably like facing a lion bare-handed.

Food on the plate...

"The police are coming!"

Just then, the man's companion behind him shouted loudly.

Those who organize these kinds of activities clearly don't want to openly get involved with the police; they're just asking questions to scare people, so why dawdle?

"I... let's go!" The burly man in black who had stepped forward to ask the question came to his senses, took a step back, swallowed hard, and hurriedly turned and left.

Damn it, who told me to come here?!
After leaving the two men, the burly man in black felt his heart beat normally again, and the sweat on his forehead dried up.

If a man wearing a hat has sharp eyes, he gives off a very intimidating vibe.

The other one was practically asking for death's attention; just one glance from him would trigger a physical reaction—heart contraction, goosebumps, and a chill running down your spine.

After all these years, he had never felt this way before.

"You?" Akai turned to look at the repairman, frowning.

This feeling is very wrong.

This guy is different.

It seems like it's been a long time since I've seen him take action.

"What's wrong with me?" Lin Feng looked up as well, still holding the can of iced cola in his hand.

"It seems like something has changed about you."

Akai shook his head, probably thinking he was mistaken.

"gone."

Lin Feng tilted his head back, downed the cola, let out a burp, stood up, and walked towards the outside of the square.

I watched for a long time but no one gave the pigeon any laxatives.

It's only been a few hours since I showed up this morning, and the FBI has already come knocking on my door. They've acted fast enough.

Akai probably knows more about the local situation than even his mother.

The two people have each other's phone numbers, but they don't necessarily have to meet in person. Why make it so mysterious? It's just a simple greeting.

……

dark night.

The favorite time of day for certain mysterious superheroes.

A thin mist shrouded the streets of old London today, and the old-fashioned streetlights added to the overall dimness.

A high-end black sedan was driving at a steady speed, the driver was driving exceptionally smoothly, and it seemed that some important person was sitting inside.

"The action begins!"

A voice, radiating chilling killing intent, rang in my ears.

"OK!" The man with a face full of tattoos pressed the headset, grinned maliciously, counted down in his mind, and pressed the button in his hand.

"boom!"

A flash of light appeared, and the car exploded beneath the road in the distance. The timing was perfect; the car instantly exploded and rolled, bursting into flames like a fireball.

This bomb, which was placed on the only road in the vehicle, was extremely powerful. There was absolutely no chance of survival for the people in the car; even the most advanced bulletproof glass would not be able to stop it.

"Target number one has been achieved."

The man, whose face was covered in tattoos, stared at the distant flame and spoke to the other side to report.

"Very good, we can start preparing for the next one. There's still a long time tonight." Gin sneered and cut off the communication.

Let me see where the troublemakers will appear!

"Whoo~"

Standing on the rooftop of a tall building, Vermouth looked at the distant firelight and exhaled a puff of smoke.

“Just a few insignificant people died, didn’t they?” She heard footsteps behind her, turned around, and asked with a smile.

"I don't care whether those people live or die." Lin Feng, wearing a mask, also looked at the fire and spoke slowly.

They are indeed insignificant people, you're right about that.

And most of them are damned bastards. "Then why are you here?" Vermouth's smile faded, and she asked seriously.

You probably don't know how far Gin intends to go.

Once you show up, things will spiral out of control.

"I heard that guy prepared a lot of surprises for me," Lin Feng said with a smile.

If we don't experience it for ourselves, wouldn't that be disrespectful to Brother Gin?

Besides, constant simulation training is rather boring.

“I warned you…” Vermouth hesitated, then stopped herself from speaking.

"Watch closely, Vermouth." The cold laugh coming from behind the mask was still chilling.

You will be incredibly glad you joined my side.

The footsteps faded into the distance, and the blonde witch came to her senses.

She didn't tell the other person where she was, but they still came looking for her.

How is such precise positioning achieved?
Do you really understand that what you're about to face is no longer ordinary firearms?

Others might say they'd go to any lengths, but that's just empty talk; in practice, they'd be hesitant and overly cautious.

However, Gin will only be crazier than imagined.

……

Another explosion occurred.

The organization certainly wouldn't target ordinary people; the dead were either rich or powerful, and Scotland Yard police were facing unprecedented pressure.

However, this situation will not continue to worsen.

Because Lin Feng did not intend for a third bombing to occur.

The organization's third target was a relatively kind guy.

"Appeared!"

“Is it him?!”

A figure slowly walked onto the target's likely route.

Crocodile, an unknown boxer in the underworld, narrowed his eyes and stared intently at the figure.

The road is lined with low-rise British-style buildings, the streetlights are still half-dead, and there are still many puddles on the uneven stone road surface that have not been repaired.

The figure in black stepped across the puddles and stood still, no longer moving forward.

And from that position, the bomb wouldn't reach the other side.

The burly crocodile with a buzz cut exuded none of the aura one would expect from a powerful creature.

He was in charge of detonating the third bomb here.

But they encountered the unexpected, real target.

"is it him?"

The crocodile stood in the alley, raised his phone, pointed it at the figure, and asked.

"That's right!"

"it's him!"

"kill him!"

Upon seeing the figure he had longed for, Gin's voice, filled with hatred, rang out.

"He's a certain distance from our detonation point." Crocodile didn't know why the guy was standing there.

During the day, you might be able to see some marks on the ground, but it's nighttime now, and the streetlights aren't very bright.

Telepathy?

What nonsense!
"Remember what I told you? Kill him, and you can get everything you want." There was a slight background noise on Gin's end, I don't know why, but his words were incredibly tempting.

Taking a deep breath, Crocodile stepped out of the alley where he was hiding, stretched his shoulders, and stood directly opposite the man in black.

come on!

The crocodile, standing over 1.9 meters tall, was both wary and somewhat confident.

I didn't sense any danger from the other person.

This opponent might not be as terrifying as you imagine...

……

Tossing the crew-cut man with the broken spine aside, Lin Feng looked up at the distant horizon and smiled. (End of Chapter)