Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"Inspector Matsumoto!"

"Inspector Matsumoto!"

"..."

Along the way, police officers kept greeting the aggressive Matsumoto Kiyonaga.

Today's police chief looks scarier than usual...

In an open conference room, Ping Dongtangci was constantly defending himself from being a murderer, and he kept accusing the repairman of his brutality to the two police officers. He also threatened to sue Lin Feng until he was bankrupt.

"Inspector Matsumoto!"

Takagi and Sato saw the person at the door and stood up.

Ping Dongtangci turned around after hearing this.

Immediately, a look of horror appeared on his face.

Just this one glance at the man with a scar on his face standing at the door completely awakened his dormant memory.

Is it fear?

It’s hard to say.

Ping Dongtangci once showed off the scars on his back to others as if they were medals of courage.

Aren't you afraid?

That is impossible.

Back then, someone snatched a sword from me with bare hands, stabbed me with the sword, and I was almost caught.

The criminal psychology expert's facial expression was very complex, but fear was the main color.

"You still recognize me, right?" The moment Matsumoto Kiyonaga saw this man, he felt a dull pain in the wound on his eye and asked sternly.

"I, I don't know you!"

Ping Dongtangci shook his head repeatedly.

"It doesn't matter, that katana still recognizes you!"

"Megure, get ready to start the interrogation." Matsumoto Seinaga said to the fat man named Tachibana behind him.

"I understand!"

Officer Megure nodded.

In fact, the police had another witness. Although the serial killer was disguised and difficult to identify, a child heard his voice.

……

Turn around.

The sun rises as usual. Ping Dongtang, who killed three card-playing friends in succession and also killed a police inspector, could not endure it and pleaded guilty.

The news was all over the place, and everyone was talking about this criminal psychology expert.

After all, he had just been on a TV interview in which he was extremely provocative towards serial killers.

No one could have imagined that Ping Dongtangci himself was the murderer!

Isn't this the thief crying "stop thief"?

Isn’t this a lie?

How is the murderer going to find you?
"Mr. Amuro, you're here!" As soon as A Zi arrived at the store in the morning, he found that the chef who had disappeared for two consecutive days had returned.

"Yes, something happened to a friend of mine, and I rushed to help." Touzi nodded. He didn't lie.

He and the Dark Knight are also friends.

"Oh, I see. You were away for the past two days and the manager missed you a lot..." A Zi started mumbling while cleaning the coffee shop.

This is also true.

At least someone came, and Lin Feng didn’t have to cook instant noodles for him.

"Whenever you mention the manager, I feel pain in my wrists and shoulders all over." Touzi sighed.

very tired.

Logically speaking, no matter what kind of trouble a character like the Dark Knight causes, it has nothing to do with him as an undercover public security agent.

However, this involves the Black Organization, a large transnational criminal organization.

Because of the violent behavior of the other party this time, the police will launch a strong pursuit of him. Gin was very happy to know this through the police undercover.

He was thinking that these useless policemen were chasing that guy like flies, and they had to make him restrain himself.

Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, the police took over again.

Suddenly, everything became calm and there was no more action against the Dark Knight.

After this battle, the underworld organizations that wanted the Dark Knight dead were completely frightened.

The police received a van of paper evidence and started stabbing them.

As for the several congressmen involved and the deputy director of the Metropolitan Police Department, Toshio Moroboshi, they are also under investigation.

"Is your friend in big trouble?" A Zi asked with a smile.

"Well, the people he provoked were a bit troublesome, but it has been resolved for the time being." Touzi nodded, turned on the TV, and prepared breakfast while listening to the morning news.

To him, Gin was extremely troublesome.

I've been clamoring for meetings lately.

I don't know if his brain was damaged. He had told me not to take action before, but now when he saw that those gangsters failed to succeed, he blamed me for not helping to provide weapons.

It seems that even after he became bald, he is still not as smart as Vodka...

After turning on the TV.

As expected, every channel was reporting what happened in Pingdong Tangci.

"Dingling~"

Lin Feng walked into the store.

"Manager." Touzi greeted him and put the ingredients she had just prepared in there.

Even though it’s not ready yet, you can still eat it all…

Lin Feng glanced at this guy.

How dare you be on guard against me, the store manager!
"Manager, I heard that the witness is the son of the victim fifteen years ago. Is that true?" A Zi asked curiously while watching the case on TV.

"How do you know?" Lin Feng felt a little surprised. The police should not reveal such information so quickly.

"Of course it's on the Internet. It is said that the witness said it himself." A Zi made a cup of coffee for Lin Feng.

The witness is Guo Jingyonggui, 25 years old, the son of lawyer Guo Jingjin who was murdered by a serial killer 15 years ago.

He was only ten years old when his father was murdered. He hid in the room and heard the murderer's voice. He rushed to the police station yesterday to identify the murderer.

Surprisingly, just before the police found him, he was planning to seek revenge on Ping Dongtang.

"He must have recognized Ping Dongtangci's voice when he saw the news related to the case fifteen years ago."

"Because he doesn't trust the police's ability, he planned to go and take revenge himself."

Lin Feng was not surprised.

When the weather is crazy, it will rain, and when people are crazy, there will be misfortune.

Given Ping Dongtangci's pretentious personality, sharp words, and frequent interviews, he was lucky not to have been identified by the mahjong hall owner.

A criminal psychology expert, whose IQ seems not too high, and who still behaves like a nobody in Beika Town...

The three of them were chatting and soon it was rush hour.

Office workers began to rush to the company.

Most of the guests are familiar faces.

"Manager, do you know where Detective Maori has gone?" asked a slightly plump young man, eating a sandwich in his hand.

"No one upstairs?" Lin Feng was also a little surprised.

Where have you been this early in the morning?
"Yeah, I came here once around six o'clock, and now it's been over an hour, and there's still no one here."

Sugiyama Kodai looked at his watch, nodded and said.

He opened a restaurant on this street, and business has always been lukewarm. Ever since Touzi started working here, he has come here more frequently.

"Do you have any commission?" Touzi asked.

"Honestly..."

"One of my customers seems to be missing..." (End of this chapter)