Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Chapter 122 This child is really hopeless...

When Kaito saw that the dark knight was already standing on the stage, he quickly pulled the confused Aoko back.

"Kaito, what's wrong?" Aoko asked confusedly with a red face.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.

The guests around began to scream and scatter. These formally dressed, polite gentlemen and ladies rushed out of the door in a panic.

Lin Feng turned his head, looked at the so-called boss in front of him, and sneered twice.

"You, who are you?!"

Sure enough, seeing someone face-to-face dodging bullets made even the gang leader, who was used to seeing big things happen, couldn't help but stutter.

"Turn off the lights!" Lin Feng said coldly.

"I'll leave this to you." Lin Feng glanced at Renluo Toujiro, who was standing in the corner, and walked out.

Mr. Terai turned on the light.

In the box in front of him, only the Dark Knight was left, standing next to the billiard table as if nothing happened.

"Thanks!" Kaito looked at the shiny club in his hand and couldn't help but smile.

"This scene is really shocking..." When Mr. Terai saw such a passionate scene, he had the urge to go up and have a fight.

A top billiards expert was recruited to take charge, and the legendary cue was used as a gimmick. The admission fee alone was 50,000 yuan.

The next second, the secret box fell into darkness.

Having said that, this boss really has a business mind.

It was still early before the appointed time, so he could walk around Ekoda again.

The surroundings were surrounded by gang members lying on the ground screaming. The boss who had the pistol in his hand was lying on the pool table, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

Outside the bar, Lin Feng stood in the darkness, watching a dozen police cars speeding over and quickly surrounding the American style restaurant. With a smile on his lips, he turned and disappeared into an alley.

Lin Feng picked up the legendary cue on the table and threw it to Kaito in the distance.

This person is exhausted, so you still want to help?

"How can I help you?" Kaito asked, taking another step back to avoid a certain gang member flying towards him.

……

It seems that Jiangkoda is destined to not be peaceful tonight...

Not to mention the gamblers who come here to bet on football.

I won this thing openly and honestly.

Three minutes later.

This billiards bar, conservatively estimates, earns two to three million yen every day.

Gunshots and screams rang out one after another in the house. Mr. Terai, who had just helped turn off the lights, looked at Kaito beside him and asked, "Master, don't we need to help?"

until midnight.

Lin Fengcai drove back to Mihua Town.

He also made an appointment to meet someone tonight, otherwise, he would have to play in Ekoda all night.

It was in the abandoned warehouse in the suburbs where Tohru Amuro and I traded pisco last time.

Our black knight arrived here on a motorcycle he got from who knows where.

A man in black wearing a black knitted hat was standing in the moonlight, leaning against the door of the warehouse.

"You're here." Akai Shuichi said hello with a smile on his lips.

In fact, the FBI had already noticed this Dark Knight during previous investigations.

Maybe he likes superheroes too much. Many people inside talk about his deeds.

I just didn't expect that the other party would have such a deep conflict with the black organization, and even save Mingmei. "I'm not late, am I?" Lin Feng hung his motorcycle helmet on the handlebar, turned around and asked in a cold voice.

The motorcycle he hid before was stolen by some idiot.

There are still a lot of speedsters on the street. This car was just snatched and is still warm.

"No, it's even five minutes early." Akai Shuichi shook his head.

After he said this, both of them suddenly became silent.

After looking at each other for a while, Akai suddenly said: "Thank you."

"It's nothing, she paid for it."

"I came to you this time mainly because I wanted to talk about that organization in person."

Now Brother Gin wants to dig deep into the ground to dig himself out.

Since Pisco was caught, the Dark Knight's priority may be slightly higher than that of Shirley, the defecting scientist.

Lin Feng also hoped that he would have the help of this sniper god when he needed to take action again.

"I understand." Akai nodded, knowing the other party's purpose in his heart.

"Let's start with some things I don't know, such as their layout in places like Britain and the United States." Lin Feng was curious about how many model workers like Gin there were in the entire black organization.

"There are many people responsible for assassinations and such operations, and there are also some with outstanding abilities among them. However, the most troublesome thing is the secret chess placed by the opponent in various positions."

"I think you should know something about this."

Even among the FBI operatives, it is unknown whether there will be secret hands left behind by the other party. Akai even suspects that someone with a higher level may be involved.

"By the way, if someone captures a senior member of the organization and gives it to you, how much will the reward be?" Lin Feng suddenly remembered that he hadn't finished paying for the goods.

He hasn't shown up recently, and he hasn't gone to Touko to ask for money.

You can just ask the FBI for a comparison.

When Akai heard this, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Captured a veteran figure?
Wait, I remember if there were newspapers and news reports that a person suspected to be the Dark Knight kidnapped a certain big shot in the financial world at a memorial service.

"In terms of remuneration, it will definitely be a figure that satisfies you."

"I probably understand." Lin Feng nodded.

Is this what it means to allow yourself to set a price at will?

That old Pisco thing is quite valuable.

However, apart from the news that the politician Tunkou Zhongyan was imprisoned recently, no other news has been exposed in the society. I don't know how much information he has collected.

……

It's early morning.

In a small park at 2-chome of Yoneka Town.

Lin Feng had just slept for four hours when he ran over.

Yesterday, I traveled from left to right and was really busy.

"Has that sweater been knitted?" The repairman, who was damaged by another big tree today, asked.

"Yes." Xiaolan nodded, took out a blue sweater, and showed it to Conan and Lin Feng.

The handmade sweater can be said to be full of sincerity. Although the pattern part does not look so perfect, as a novice, it is already very good.

"Brother Lin Feng, I would like to ask you to help me put it with the doctor. I will give it to him when Shinichi comes back."

Lin Feng glanced at the famous detective holding the football with a silly smile on his face, shook his head and said, "I will hand it over to him myself later."

This child is really hopeless...

(End of this chapter)