Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Before they knew it, night had fallen and the doctor and his team had already visited six crime scenes.

"Whoo~"

Okita had fallen asleep leaning against the car door.

"You two don't seem to have noticed anything."

Tiejian has already figured out that the boy with glasses and Hattori, who came all the way from Osaka, are the key to solving the case, the so-called detectives.

"you are right."

"Now we can only hope to find something in Kyoto."

Hattori was infected by Okita and also yawned.

"Hey, Doctor, you have to be more alert. We'll be there soon." Conan, who was checking the map, couldn't help but remind Dr. Agasa when he heard him yawn.

You are holding the lives of everyone in our car in your hands, so don't get sleepy.

"I know. By the way, Hattori, didn't you call Officer Otaki? What's the situation?"

Dr. Agasa nodded, perked up, glanced in the rearview mirror and asked.

"Osaka is also helping with the investigation, but they can't provide any useful clues..." Hattori shook his head.

This is all the information the police know right now. There is no new progress, so there is no point in calling anyone.

"I remembered you said before, Lin Feng...Brother said he had something to do in the evening. What is it?" Conan noticed Tiejian's eyes and did not forget to add the word "brother" after his name.

Okita-san didn't care and was very nonchalant. He didn't know much about this samurai Iron Sword because he had just met him.

"I asked a question, but he didn't tell me."

"I think he had a pretty cunning smile." Hattori said, recalling the scene.

I guess he was going to do something bad.

"Whatever, we need to move quickly, before there really is a seventh victim."

Conan put question marks on several suspicious locations in Kyoto.

We must investigate this tonight.

……

"Ando Pharmaceutical, is this company also supported by the organization?"

In Lin Feng's impression, this is a very famous pharmaceutical company. He never expected that it is also related to the organization.

The organization has really set up quite a few businesses.

Especially in the field of drug manufacturing, great efforts have been made.

"Yes, I have already collected the information."

"Ando has a lot of laboratories under his command. There is no need to bother building them. Just move them away." Hiroki's voice came from the phone.

Instead of going through the trouble of purchasing, installing and debugging, it’s better to just go and grab it!

"We have the same idea on this point. However, those instruments and the like are difficult to move, right?" Lin Feng was a little worried about this problem.

They all look like bottles and jars, and the instruments seem very fragile.

"Let's call a moving company..." Hiroki didn't have any good ideas. He had no physical body, so he couldn't rush out to help carry things.

"It's better to take your time. Drug development cannot be completed in a day or two."

"What is Brother Gin doing now?" Lin Feng asked about the whereabouts of the cold-blooded killer.

This guy was busy abroad for a while and came back quietly without even saying hello.

"I'm in the bar with Vodka, waiting for news from Ireland." Hiroki explained their specific location.

As for the news from the police, there's no need to expect much. It looks like the progress is not as fast as that from Edogawa's side, and it can even be described as standing still.

"Porsche 356A..."

"Let's help him fix his car first, and then we'll go and cause trouble for Ando Pharmaceutical." Lin Feng was ready to give Gin a wake-up call; he couldn't just drink leisurely anymore.

"Understood. I'll see if I can contact some special talents."

Hiroki wants to search for some experts who specialize in moving things...

"This matter can be left to the FBI."

"These guys who are neither black nor white are just right. I think they are bored to death." Lin Feng changed into black clothes, climbed out of the window, and quietly blended into the night.

With his agility, the police sent by Touzi to follow him would probably lose sight of him in the blink of an eye. "That's true..."

……

"Vodka, we should go!"

Gin saw that the driver had fallen asleep leaning on the seat, so he called him to wake him up.

If you don't let him drink, he will just sleep all day long. What can you do to him?

"yes, Sir!"

Hearing his brother's call, Vodka immediately came to his senses, answered, and looked at the time.

It was already past midnight, and the duo had to find a place to rest for a while, as they might have to take action at any time.

"Let's go."

Gin stood up, lowered the brim of his hat, walked out of the bar, and motioned for Vodka to follow him.

This kind of stupid loyalty is always endearing.

Walking into the parking lot, Vodka looked up at the sky.

I feel like tomorrow will be a good day as well.

I will be able to find the memory card soon, and then continue to work abroad and live a carefree life.

"Vodka, wait a minute."

Gin walked to the car and stopped the driver who was about to open the door.

"What's wrong, brother?" Vodka withdrew his hand. He was still a little dazed having just woken up and didn't know what had happened.

"Check the car."

Gin suddenly felt very nervous and didn't know what was going on. He stared at his beloved car with his brows twitching.

This is the first time I have this feeling.

"Another check?"

Vodka was stunned. He hadn't done this kind of work for a while, but since his brother had spoken, he didn't dare to delay. He first walked around the car and even lay down under it to get a clear look.

"Let me take a look inside..."

Vodka said as he opened the hood.

"Drip drip drip..."

There was a small square thing in front of me, and it suddenly started to make a "beeping" sound, with red numbers on it.

"10, 9, 8..."

This... is something very familiar.

"Brother, run!"

While Vodka turned around and ran away, he did not forget to ask his elder brother beside him to escape.

"boom!"

A huge explosion sounded in the silent night, flames shot up into the sky, thick smoke billowed, and the cars around also started to roar.

This day has finally come.

Gin's Porsche 356A is completely ruined.

The explosion itself did not cause any harm to the two people, but the psychological trauma it caused is probably indelible.

"Brother, it looks like a trigger-type bomb." Vodka was scratched on the face by flying glass fragments. He wiped the blood with his hand and spoke.

"It's him. He's saying hello to us." Gin's face was gloomy after he got up from the ground.

The ten-second countdown is too long. If you really want to kill someone, you should explode as soon as you open the lid.

"Buzz~"

The phone in the windbreaker pocket began to vibrate.

"it's me."

"what?!"

When I got through the phone, another piece of bad news came. (End of this chapter)