Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"If you're here to see Mr. Amuro, I advise you to give up."

Standing by the bar, Azusa looked helplessly at Mr. Sugiyama, who had been looking around as soon as he entered.

This guy is always trying to kidnap Mr. Amuro.

"Amuro's on vacation again, huh?" Uncle Mori, sitting to the side, remarked.

How leisurely! Unlike me, I have to go out and do some stalking this afternoon...

"I'm here to eat." Sugiyama shrugged, slightly avoiding Azusa's gaze, and sat down next to Uncle Mori, ordering a curry rice from the Italian yakuza unofficial who was making curry.

It seems his restaurant is completely finished; even the owner doesn't eat there anymore.

[The suspect in yesterday's home invasion robbery, who left one dead and one injured, is currently at large...]

Uncle Mori looked up at the news being broadcast.

This guy named Kamei is no ordinary person. He carries a knife and followed a woman who had just withdrawn money from the bank home. He thought he could easily take her down, but he didn't expect that her husband was also at home.

During the struggle, the male homeowner was unfortunately stabbed by the dagger carried by the other party and died from excessive bleeding. As for the female homeowner, her purse was stolen and her arm was slashed twice.

"What's wrong, Mr. Mori? Is there anything suspicious about this case?" Sugiyama asked, seeing Uncle Mori rubbing his chin while watching TV.

"How could that be? Although the apartment where the victim lived didn't have a particularly sophisticated security system, it still had surveillance cameras, which clearly captured the perpetrator coming and going."

"The woman who was stabbed is still hospitalized at Mikasa Hospital."

“Not only was the money stolen, but even my husband…” Uncle Mori shook his head, arms crossed.

Those around him nodded in agreement.

It's obvious that the mustachioed detective knows more than the media and ordinary people; he even knows which hospital the other party is in.

However, since he said there were no suspicious points in this case...

……

Rice Flower Hospital.

"Mrs. Hirata, this robbery was a trap from beginning to end, wasn't it!"

In the private hospital room, besides Mrs. Hirata leaning against the hospital bed, there were five elementary school students carrying schoolbags.

That's right, it's the nosy five-member Detective Boys.

It was naturally the dog-headed detective who spoke up and exposed the other party.

"Little brother, I don't think I know you..." Mrs. Hirata, who was just over thirty years old, had very beautiful long hair, but her face was a little pale, making her look even more frail.

There was a strange look in her eyes.

The current situation is indeed a bit strange.

The children came in and only asked who they were.

“We have already met Satoru Kamei…”

The three little ones immediately started talking all at once.

That money was a way to lure criminals. Her husband, who frequently incurred debts, would never be afraid of a knife after drinking, nor would he easily let a burglar escape.

Well, not only did Kamei Satoru, who wanted to rob someone, need to scout the location, but Mrs. Hirata did the same.

"No, don't talk nonsense. Even if I walked out of the bank with a lot of cash, how would I know where that person would appear?"

Mrs. Hirata was clearly flustered by the children.

"You've asked people living near the bank about Kamei Satoru, who was recently released from prison, and you know his current situation and what he does every day."

“If you take cash out of the bank at a specific time and put it into your bag, you will definitely be seen by Kamei Satoru.”

Conan smiled and exposed Mrs. Hirata's scheme.

Indeed, this was not the first time Mrs. Hirata had gone to that bank to withdraw money at a specific time.

“Little brother, don’t talk nonsense without evidence. That money is for us to pay off our debts,” Mrs. Hirata asked, her face pale, trying to appear calm.

"Unfortunately, this guy wouldn't have come all this way without evidence," Ai said, shaking her head helplessly as she stood by the door.

Speechless, I was inexplicably dragged into the case again.

Why do I keep running into robbers while walking?
This guy is just incredibly unlucky.

The evil scientist glanced sideways at the dog-headed detective. No, does that mean the detective always gets these kinds of things? Is he really the luckiest person in the world?
Seeing Mrs. Hirata, who had left evidence of her planning the crime, burst into tears, Ai took out her phone and called the police.

"Yes, I'm looking for Inspector Megure..."

……

Let's put aside the sunny and breezy Beika Town for now.

Far away in Europe.

"Bang bang bang!"

Several gunshots rang out near a riverbank.

"thump!"

A man dressed in black, exuding an aura of evil, was shot in the forehead and fell backward, splashing water and spreading blood in the ripples.

"It's done."

Bourbon holstered his gun and nodded to his two accomplices behind him.

Purge some of the unruly individuals from within the organization; it's actually a good job.

Those restless fellows will never turn out for the better, so it's best to just kill them.

"Well."

"Clean and efficient!"

Karen, who was in charge of running the bar, gave a compliment.

As an undercover agent infiltrated into the organization, he managed to escape in time during the last incident, leaving no trace for MI6, which had caught wind of his involvement.

"Let's go." Amuro glanced at the corpse, made no attempt to hide it, and turned to leave with his two temporary subordinates.

These two are unassuming individuals, but they are quite good at intelligence gathering, saving us a lot of effort.

Suddenly, Amuro felt a chill run down his spine, as if the thread between life and death was being tightly gripped and pulled, as if it were about to snap.

The strong warning from the opposite bank of the river behind him did not last, and Amuro only had time to dodge and roll.

"puff!"

The taciturn guy who was helping him gather intelligence suddenly exploded, and the scene was extremely ugly.

Karen, who was a bit older and overweight, was a little slow to react, but he was fine. He shouted "Watch out!" and moved his body from side to side as he ran quickly toward the car parked on the road.

It's a sniper!

The distance is 600 yards?

Or even further!
Brother, I'm an undercover agent!

Amuro, however, did not move, his face dark as he stared at the distant buildings on the opposite bank of the river.

It's that guy!
It's definitely him!

"hehe."

"I'll take one too." Akai stood up on the rooftop, looked at the spent cartridge case on the ground, and picked it up.

He stood by the wall, smiling as he watched the blond, dark-skinned man from afar.

The organization sent an undercover agent to carry out the elimination operation.

Isn't that ridiculous?

Moreover, the other guy who escaped quickly also seems to be an undercover agent.

Akai was smiling quite happily, but Amuro's mood was completely different.

"Akai Shuichi!"

He practically gritted his teeth as he uttered the name.

"Run!" Karen shouted, having already opened the car door.

This bourbon must be out of his mind, staring right into the sniper's eyes.

Do you have laser eyes? (End of Chapter)