Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"We need to hurry up and replace all the doors and windows."

"The walls and the floor are all painted red, what should I do?"

The Maori family of three stood outside the Polo Gate, looking at the red in front of them and frowned.

"Hehe, I don't think anything will happen to the store manager, right?" Seeing the three people looking like they were facing a great enemy, A Zi felt a little nervous.

"That's right, that guy can catch those four people and beat them up?" Sugiyama said nonchalantly.

This is nothing. The police will probably catch the person soon, and they will ask them for compensation and put them in jail.

Of course, it would be best if we knew who was causing the trouble and could make peace.

It’s not easy to do business these days.

There is jealousy everywhere.

"This harmony brings wealth..."

Sugiyama began to sigh.

He also owns a restaurant, so of course he has a lot to say.

If it’s not tasty, customers will curse at you. If it’s too tasty, competitors will curse at you.

Polo probably thought so.

"..."

Uncle Maori, Xiaolan, and Conan all looked at the fat man without saying anything.

"Why are you all looking at me? Although I envy Polo's business, the overlap between our customers is very low, and I'm not short of money..."

Sugiyama shook his fat face and immediately defended himself.

He even brought up his father, who had a little money, to prove his innocence.

"Mr. Sugiyama, we believe it's not you." When Xiaolan heard this, she quickly explained.

It's just that harmony brings wealth or something...

"By the way, will Brother Lin Feng come to the store today?" Conan raised his head and asked A Zi.

If you don't come, there will be no problem in restoring the store to normal in time.

"I don't know about that. Mr. Paul hasn't come here today." A Zi shook his head and said.

Just then, a car drove slowly and stopped on the side of the road outside the crowd.

There were three people sitting in the red pickup truck: the driver Paul, the young master of the Superintendent General's family, Bai Matan, and the yawning Lin Feng.

"Why are there so many people gathering in front of your store?" Bai Ma asked curiously while sitting next to the car door.

"Maybe someone died in the store..." Lin Feng turned his head and only saw the figure of Uncle Maori across the white horse. He had a bad feeling in his heart.

He simply leaned sideways and hammered the steering wheel twice.

"Drip~"

Whoever comes to my shop to kill someone again, I will beat him to death!
The sound of car horns rang right next to their ears, and people subconsciously made way for them.

"..." Conan stood in front of the red background and met the repairman's eyes as soon as he turned around.

That look.

First there was confusion, then shock and bewilderment, and finally a frown, unable to tell what was going on.

"Red paint?"

"It looks like you're in trouble." Bai Ma's expression was also very surprised, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He opened the car door and walked out.

Throwing red paint is not something that ordinary people can do. It can't be a business dispute, right?
"Hehe..." Lin Feng got out of the car, walked through the crowd, stood in front of the door with his arms folded, and couldn't help but smile with his eyes squinted.

"Brother Lin Feng, are you okay?"

Xiaolan just felt a very scary and dangerous aura, and quickly pulled Conan back two steps before asking.

"I'm very happy." Lin Feng said with a smile.

After he said this, maybe it was because people who practice martial arts were too sensitive, but even Uncle Maori shuddered all over and his hair stood on end.

"Happy?" "I'm so happy!"

"Don't worry, I'll find some people to check and see who is targeting you."

Sugiyama looked puzzled and patted his broad chest, indicating that he would take care of it.

Judging from what he said, it seems that he knows quite a few people in both the black and white worlds.

"Is someone targeting us?" Paul, who was wearing sunglasses, also came over and asked his boss.

It’s time to come over and have a seat!
At this time, Touzi, who had been in the bathroom for seven or eight minutes, came out.

"Manager, you're back."

He greeted Lin Feng and explained what had happened before.

Lin Feng just nodded without saying anything. He held the phone and seemed to be sending a message to someone unknown.

"Have you offended anyone recently?" Bai Ma walked over and asked.

"That's a lot."

Lin Feng put the phone back into his pocket, then stepped on the cardboard and walked into the store. There were too many people talking around him.

"By the way, I remember the congressman last time was called Saito, right?"

The group followed them into the coffee shop, and Uncle Maori suddenly slapped his forehead, remembering the murder of the congressman's son not long ago.

"Councilor Saito?"

Touzi followed up with another sentence, feeling quite confused.

He had also seen the case file of the other party's son being murdered, but there was nothing extraordinary written on it.

The case was solved under the leadership of the sleeping Kogoro, and Lin Feng was even suspected at the beginning.

How could I offend that congressman?
"Didn't Inspector Megure say that he would help speak up and prevent the other party from getting into trouble?" Conan winked at Uncle Mouri.

"He is right to say that, but I don't think it's easy to get along with Mr. Saito."

Uncle Maori nodded, completely ignoring Conan's gaze, and spoke while stroking his chin.

Fatty Ju is not some high-ranking boss in the Metropolitan Police Department, so what he says can have no effect.

Besides, I'm not threatening your personal safety. I just want to disgust you and vent my anger. I've given you enough hush money, so the police won't be able to find out anything.

"I saw that congressman on TV. I don't think he has time to bother the store manager right now, right?"

Touzi shook her head, trying to divert everyone's attention.

Councillor Saito is the target of the organization, and the public security department also needs to dig out more valuable clues from him. The next action will be very complicated, so it is better not to create unnecessary complications.

Just now he was in the bathroom, talking to Gin again.

A big incident just happened in the UK, and the situation has been very tense recently. Even an undercover agent like him has to keep a low profile after hearing about it.

This was the first time that the silver-haired killer was so cautious in assassinating his target, and he told Bourbon and Kil not to hesitate and commit suicide immediately if they failed, otherwise they would be punished if they were caught.

"That makes sense." Uncle Maori did not refute the second disciple's words.

"..."

"Like a big shot who hired someone to throw paint on him..."

"That's just a matter of saying something!" Sugiyama said that it was him.

It must be him!
I don’t know what the procuratorate is investigating, and they haven’t come to any conclusion yet.

Toruko took a deep breath. She didn't expect that Mr. Maori would be quiet, but the fat guy did this.

Soon, Takagi and Sato arrived at Polo.

Inspector Megure still takes this matter very seriously. Logically speaking, this kind of case should not be blamed on them.

"Mr. Lin Feng, who are you calling?" After entering the door, Gao Mu saw the repairman holding the phone and couldn't help but ask.

"I want to buy one, no, ten dump trucks..."

Go to hell with the idea of ​​harmony bringing wealth, I’m going to send you to reincarnation!
As we all know, the dump truck is the real reincarnation weapon (end of this chapter)