Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"The number I responded to yesterday was one, and today it was another. Who knows what the situation is with that client."

Seeing everyone's speculations, Uncle Maori was speechless.

"I haven't seen Mr. Maori for a long time, but he hasn't made any move for a long time. I'm afraid that this business..." Amuro shook his head.

I'm afraid it's going to fail.

"Hmph, I just don't want to bother with this kind of mysterious client." Uncle Maori put away the phone.

"Dad, I think we should go home first. We've been sitting here for too long."

Xiaolan stood up and stretched her body a little, then made a suggestion.

"..."

Conan finished the juice in the cup and followed Columbus out.

The result is that I just sat there for the whole afternoon for nothing. I might as well just watch TV at home...

The four of them walked back downstairs to the office.

"I'll deliver the things to the manager." Amuro said, still holding the takeaway meal in his hand.

Because I waited too long, the food has cooled down, but it will be fine if I heat it up a little...

"I'm going to send a text message to the client to ask him about it."

Uncle Maori stretched and walked up the stairs.

It seems that the other party is not in such a hurry to find a locker.

The family of three came in. Conan stood at the door and frowned at the door handle.

The scratch on this keyhole...

Is there a thief at your door?

Inside the house, Uncle Maori had already sat down on the sofa, took out a cigarette and was about to light it.

"Uncle, you probably didn't clean the ashtray when we left, right?" Conan walked to the table and saw that the ashtray was empty, so he couldn't help but ask.

When I was waiting for someone in the office before, Uncle Maori smoked a lot. There should be at least five or six cigarette butts in there, right?
"Maybe Xiaolan fell down. How would I know?"

Uncle Maori waved his hand nonchalantly and started smoking.

"What's going on..." Conan remembered clearly that no one in the room approached the table to touch the ashtray.

"I drank way too much water this afternoon."

Xiaolan walked out of the bathroom and noticed Conan looking at her, and said with a smile.

"Yes, yes." Conan nodded and suddenly felt like going to the bathroom.

Just then, Amuro stood at the door and knocked.

"Mr. Maori, Mr. Paul and the others said that the store manager came upstairs to the office earlier?"

The three people in the room were stunned when they heard this.

"come here?"

"We are not at home, what is he doing here?" Uncle Maori looked around the room and looked up at the ceiling. After confirming that there was no one there, he asked in confusion.

"The store manager just said at the time that he was going upstairs to check the situation."

"However, when I asked for leave, I said that we were going out to meet a client." Amuro lowered his head slightly when he replied, and it was obvious from his eyes that he noticed the marks on the door lock.

Was it done by the store manager?

No, professional players would not do their work so roughly. Anyone who has a slight understanding of the structure would not leave so many traces.

"Maybe he just wanted to see if we came back."

"After going upstairs, I realized that they were all gone, so they went off to do something busy." Uncle Maori didn't seem to be worried at all.

Instead of worrying about that guy, worry about yourself.

"Sister Xiaolan, we didn't clean the ashtray when we left, right?" Conan brought up the topic again at the right time.

"Well, we agreed to meet outside, so I didn't pay attention to this."

"Dad, be careful with the cigarette ashes!" Xiaolan nodded, and then reminded her old father who was daydreaming.

"Okay, okay..." Uncle Maori agreed helplessly.

Amuro walked behind the sofa, looked at the clean ashtray, and looked thoughtful.

"Perhaps, during the time we were away, someone came into the office."

Uncle Maori was stunned when he heard this and turned to look at his disciple.

"Who could it be?" Xiaolan subconsciously looked at valuable items such as the computer and TV on the table, which seemed to have not been touched.

A burglar wouldn't just empty the ashtray...

"Usually, only people like us will help clean the ashtray." Amuro said and walked towards the kitchen.

"Why did that kid run upstairs to clean out the ashtray?"

Uncle Maori thought the other party was referring to Lin Feng downstairs, and looked confused.

"Ms. Xiaolan, this teacup should not be your masterpiece, right?" Amuro found the white black tea cup from the cupboard.

It was cleaned very well, but the water stains were not wiped away at all.

"strangeness."

Xiaolan took the cup and took a look at it.

She would dry the cups, plates and other things after washing them.

This means that someone else has used this cup.

"Brother Amuro, at what time did Brother Lin Feng leave the Polo store?" Conan asked, looking up.

"It should be thirty or forty minutes ago." Amuro shook his head.

Neither A Zi nor Paul paid much attention to the time.

"Thirty or forty minutes ago, Lin Feng ran to my place, emptied the ashtray, made a cup of black tea, and then disappeared, right?" Uncle Maori had no idea what the repairman was doing.

It's not like she's a snail girl, quietly helping others with their work...

"No, I was thinking, the phone number yesterday is different from today's. Could it be that someone didn't want the client to meet with Mr. Maori today, so they sent a fake text message saying that they wanted to change the location?"

"Then I pried open the door and pretended to be an employee in the empty office. I talked to the client and even made tea for him."

"As for this ashtray..." Amuro pondered for a moment.

"Maybe someone smoked a different brand of cigarettes." Conan said with an innocent smile.

Leaving such an obvious flaw means that the other party has a compelling reason to clean it up.

Cigarette butts of two brands in one ashtray are more conspicuous than if they were cleaned up.

"Why do we have to do this? The client just wants dad to help find a locker, right?" Xiaolan looked at her old father.

I feel that the person who did all this has a very strong mental state, and that locker doesn't seem to be simple.

"Maybe there is something extraordinary stored in there." Uncle Maori said with a frown.

"By the way, Brother Lin Feng..." Xiaolan was a little curious about what happened in this room.

"He may have discovered that someone had entered the office."

"However, with the manager's skills, no accidents should have happened, but he disappeared with the others." Amuro also began to think.

"I think we should call Brother Lin Feng and ask about the situation." Conan took out his phone and dialed directly.

Soon, the call was answered.

"Hey, Brother Lin Feng." Conan called out first to let the other party know what the current situation was.

"Conan, is there anything wrong?" The mechanic seemed to be listening to some radio station, probably inside the car.

"Where are you now?" Conan turned on the speakerphone so that the other three could listen together.

"I'm going to meet the legendary detective, Maori Kogoro."

After Lin Feng finished speaking, the four people looked at each other, and finally the three of them looked at Uncle Maori who had a confused look on his face.

"Me?" Uncle Maori pointed at his face.

Where are you going to meet me...

"Really? Where is that famous detective?" Conan asked in a surprised tone.

"Haito-machi, I still have to play games, I'm going to hang up now..."

Before I could continue asking questions, the other party hung up the phone. The reason was that he wanted to play games on the phone.

"It seems that the store manager is with the client and the person pretending to be an employee of the firm."

"And several people are going to Haido Town together to meet the sleeping detective." Amuro glanced at the time.

At this time, you might get stuck in traffic.

"Should we call the police first?" Uncle Maori put out his cigarette and asked the other people.

The other party sneaked in here secretly.

Of course, in addition to the police, the most important thing is to call an ambulance for the other party in advance...

……

Inside a blue car.

"Is that your brother?"

Miss Nakamura, the detective assistant sitting in the driver's seat, asked the young man next to her.

She heard the child's surprised cry on the other end of the phone.

"Yeah, he's a very clingy guy." Lin Feng nodded, concentrating on the small game on the phone in his hand.

That’s right, the three of them were planning to go to Beido Town, but they encountered a huge traffic jam and were stuck on the road.

The road was not very smooth in the evening, and any unexpected situation would cause even longer delays.

Kei Kenzuka, who was sitting in the back seat, was also bored and opened the car window to smoke.

“Children are clingy.”

"Should I take you back to take care of your brother first?" Miss Nakamura nodded and asked the man next to her.

What she said actually made no sense. The child wasn't making any noise, so what was there to take care of?

"No need, just drive carefully." Lin Feng pointed to the front, the traffic moved a little, and the people behind honked twice.

"it is good……"

Miss Nakamura pursed her lips, gripped the steering wheel tightly, and slowly caught up with the car in front.

"It's so unlucky that Mr. Mori has to encounter a case at this time." Kei Kenzuka threw the cigarette butt out of the car window and said speechlessly while leaning back in his seat.

"Because the police occasionally call on Detective Mori for help, this kind of thing cannot be avoided." Miss Nakamura explained with a smile.

"I've heard of this rumor that wherever the famous detective Kogoro Mori appears, a murder will definitely happen." Kei Katatsuka talked about the gossip in a gossipy manner.

"This is true, not a rumor." Lin Feng said with a smile.

Although there are many messy cases...

If you really want to be serious, Kogoro Mouri is not the only one who is the best detective. Every detective has some performance indicators.

Especially detectives like Hattori who are somewhat famous.

"Right, it's not just a random rumor on the Internet, hahaha." Kei Katatsuka said with a big laugh.

"..."

After driving through a traffic jam and passing a convenience store, Miss Nakamura parked the car and said she wanted to go to the bathroom.

"The store seems to be selling coffee. Could you please buy me a cup, Miss Nakamura?" Kei Kenzuka looked out the window and said to the other party.

"Sure. Want it hot?"

Miss Nakamura smiled and nodded, then looked at Lin Feng in the passenger seat.

"No thanks." Lin Feng shook his head.

Ms. Nakamura walked into the convenience store with her bag.

"I wonder if this detective assistant is single, but I think he has a nice personality."

Kei Kenzuka said while looking at the other person's back.

"..."

Lin Feng put away the phone and turned to look at the client in the back seat.

Are you serious???

"What's wrong? I was just talking casually." Kei Kenzuka shrugged.

I didn't say anything bad, so there's no need to look at me like that.

"What do you want to entrust?" Lin Feng asked again.

"I would like to ask Mr. Maori to find the relics left by my brother, that's all." This time, Kei Kenzuka did not refuse the answer, but simply simplified it and said it.

He didn't mention the lockers.

"The relic... must be very valuable, right?" Lin Feng felt that he had guessed the truth of the matter.

This woman must have set her sights on this valuable relic, so she went to great lengths to run to the detective agency, pretending to be a detective assistant, in an attempt to kidnap the client.

"It doesn't seem to be your business." When it comes to money, Kei Kenzuka glanced at the other party and refused to continue the conversation.

After a while, Miss Nakamura walked out of the convenience store with her things.

Although Lin Feng said no, she still bought three cups of coffee.

“It tastes pretty good.”

After tasting it, Kei Kenzuka nodded.

"..." Lin Feng looked at Miss Nakamura who was holding the steering wheel without looking away.

You can tell this guy is really nervous, there must be something in the coffee.

Ten minutes later, the car had arrived at Beido Town.

Kei Kenzuka, who had already finished his coffee, leaned against the car window and fell asleep.

"Do you have anything to say?" Lin Feng glanced at the rearview mirror and asked.

"Sir, Detective Maori will not see you today. Please leave." Miss Nakamura stepped on the brakes, stopped the car on the side of the street, and shook her head.

Unlike before, there was no kind smile on her face.

"I've known this for a long time." Lin Feng turned on his phone, pulled up the address book, and showed her the names on it.

"you?!"

Miss Nakamura's face showed surprise.

It was Kogoro Mouri's name and number, which meant that the two knew each other.

Maybe things went wrong from the beginning.

"I just heard him say that he wants to ask Mr. Maori to find his brother's relics."

"What about you, what do you want to do?"

Lin Feng put away the phone, looked at the other party and asked.

People nowadays are so bold that they go to the plague god's house and pretend to be staff to commit fraud.

"What he wants Detective Maori to find is not his brother's relic at all."

"But... 200 million yen in cash!" Miss Nakamura gripped the steering wheel tightly, gritted her teeth and revealed a familiar hatred in her eyes.

Wherever this kind of hatred appears, it means that someone is about to die.

"Two hundred million yen?"

"I seem to have heard this amount somewhere..." Lin Feng was stunned.

The latest episode of the Rice Flower Bank robbery reported on TV recently?! (End of this chapter)