Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

A European country.

Inside a tavern in a small town.

Two men dressed in black sat in a corner, seemingly out of place in the noisy atmosphere.

"Big brother, that guy named Ram doesn't seem to want to join us."

Vodka took a sip of the strong liquor on the table, glanced at the drunkards around him, and let out a long sigh.

It's really an eyesore to see men and women getting so drunk in broad daylight, embracing each other.

"I know it without you having to tell me."

"He deliberately made us wait in this bar."

Gin sneered, a cold smile on his face, as he surveyed his surroundings.

This bar is truly something special.

There are always some special places in the world.

For example, here, men hug each other, and women only hug other women; you will absolutely not be harassed by the opposite sex.

I was sitting at the same table as vodka...

This is an insult from the one who rejects you.

Vodka even drove around looking for it for ages.

"Brother, what should we do?" Vodka felt someone was watching him and adjusted his posture.

"Of course we'll go and kill him!"

Gin reached into his pocket and, in full view of everyone, pulled out a pistol.

It's true that this place is open, but not to this extent. The other guests were looking at these two formidable guys with some fear.

Who is it that dresses like that in this sweltering heat and comes out waving a gun around?

He looks exactly like the people in assassin movies.

"Hey, you guys, everyone here is a good person!" The slightly overweight tavern owner walked over and raised his hands.

He wouldn't be afraid if a petty thug pulled out a weapon; he might even dare to pull out a hunting rifle and fire back.

However, these two guys looked really intimidating, and there were quite a few guests today.

"hehe."

Gin gave him a cold look.

He held a gun in one hand and answered the constantly vibrating phone with the other.

"Rum is dead."

The man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"What?!" Gin's pupils contracted, somewhat startled by the news.

He had considered that if Rum went to Japan, he might be tortured and humiliated, eventually being reprimanded and slinking away in disgrace.

But I never imagined he would die so soon.

"It was that Dark Knight who did it."

"Bourbon and Vermouth have already identified his body, and the organization's focus will now shift to Europe."

"You will be in charge of the cleaning."

hang up the phone.

Gin's face was gloomy. After glancing at the fat tavern owner, he turned and walked out of the shop.

These two people have confirmed it together, so there shouldn't be any problems.

Rum is dead.

He died at the hands of the Dark Knight.

The organization was forced to relocate.

Gin lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.

What if that guy chases me all the way to Europe tomorrow?

Should they flee again?

What a joke!
"Brother, what's wrong?" Vodka hadn't heard the conversation and was puzzled as to why his brother suddenly frowned.

"Let's go, let's take down Ram!"

Gin threw away his cigarette butt, preparing to kill two people to relieve his emotions.

The boss has spoken; it's time to get to work.

Kill to your heart's content!
……

Shift in perspective.

Return to the sinful city of Beika.

"I heard there was a fire in Beika Town, and someone jumped to their death."

In a coffee shop.

Uncle Mori, holding a newspaper in his hand, glanced speechlessly at the two people opposite him and said...

Why has this kid changed again?

"Jump off the building?"

"It's not exactly new," Lin Feng said with a smile.

It's perfectly normal for someone to die here.

Curaçao, who had disguised himself simply, drank his coffee without saying a word.

The other person was probably referring to Rum's matter.

"It seems like this matter has been suppressed; hardly anyone is discussing it anymore," Uncle Mori said, looking at the newspaper.

Normally, this would have caused a huge uproar, and the police wouldn't have been able to stop the media.

"Was it some important person who jumped off a building and committed suicide?"

“I remember there was a member of parliament last time…”

The shop wasn't too busy, so Azi joined the discussion.

What she said makes some sense; when an important person dies, the police will try to suppress the news.

"The situation you described happens quite often," Lin Feng nodded, seemingly unconcerned.

The other party is indeed an important person.

"Hey kid, why do you always say things like that?" Uncle Mori said, glancing sideways at the repairman.

Things haven't been peaceful lately.

Last time, Inspector Megure said that you need to strengthen your psychological education.

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao.

As Uncle Mori was thinking about Inspector Megure, a police car pulled up outside, and Tachibana, Takagi, and Sato got out.

It's clear that the three of them originally intended to go upstairs, but changed course and went inside after seeing Uncle Mori sitting at the table by the coffee shop window.

Lin Feng noticed that Curaçao's body was a little tense, so he smiled and reached out to pat her hand.

It's okay, we're all on the same side.

Curaçao relaxed when she saw his smile.

"Brother Maoli, Brother Lin Feng, you're both here!"

Inspector Megure was still the same as always, dressed in bright orange, and greeted the two with a smile.

"Miss Azi, three cups of coffee."

Sato and Azusa ordered coffee.

I didn't order takeout this time, so it seems I have a little free time.

"Who is this?"

The three policemen sat down and looked at the woman next to Lin Feng.

She looked to be in her early twenties, with dark brown hair, dressed very fashionably, and was very beautiful.

"She is Mingzi," Lin Feng introduced with a smile.

"Oh!"

Sato noticed that the two people on the table had their hands together and couldn't help but smile.

Something seems to be going on!

Curaçao smiled at the three of them as a greeting.

Soon, the coffee was served, and the group began to discuss business.

"Brother Mori, have you heard about the wedding in the village?" Inspector Megure asked.

"In the village???" Uncle Mori was a little confused for a moment, unable to remember.

In which village? Which village?

“Murakuni, former Superintendent,” Inspector Megure reminded him.

"In the Devil's Village?!"

Upon hearing the name, Uncle Mori immediately remembered who it was.

An image of a burly man with a square face appeared in my mind.

Is that hot-tempered devil village getting married?!

"He just asked me for your phone number yesterday, intending to invite you to his wedding," Inspector Megure continued.

"I see, I haven't received it yet..."

Just then, Uncle Mori's phone rang. The caller ID showed an unknown number.

It's in the Devil's Village!
Uncle Mori immediately sat up straight.

The other party is a formidable figure, who used to be my boss.

He was in the same class as Inspector Megure, and he was the one who climbed the ranks the fastest. He was a very imposing person.

Unfortunately, he retired three years ago due to a serious injury.

"Mouri, if you have time, come to my wedding. My wife and I are both big fans of The Sleeping Detective. It's on November 7th..."

During this phone call, the person in the Devil Village I remembered seemed like a different person; their tone was much gentler.

Uncle Mori agreed, and after hanging up the phone, the mustachioed detective turned to look at Inspector Megure and the others.

They wouldn't have come all this way just to talk about this, would they?

"Is there a problem with this wedding?" Lin Feng also sensed something was wrong and asked.

It's not unusual for two criminals to try and disrupt a former police officer's wedding.

"Is such that."

Inspector Megure glanced around the store; there was only a couple in a corner who couldn't hear what was happening.

“The villagers recently received threatening letters targeting the wedding.”

“During his tenure, he arrested countless criminals. The security for this wedding will be handled by our First Investigation Division.”

“It just so happens that he said he wanted to invite you to his wedding, so we thought we could use your reasoning skills.”

Inspector Megure explained the purpose of his trip.

With Kogoro's abilities, the wedding can proceed safely.

"I understand. Leave this to me, the great detective Kogoro Mouri!"

"No matter what kind of criminal they are, they won't succeed!" Uncle Mori said confidently.

"..."

Lin Feng didn't know where this guy got such confidence from.

You really don't know who you are anymore.

Curaçao, standing to the side, was also a bit bewildered.

This mustachioed detective, no matter how you look at him, seems a bit dim-witted.

"By the way, Brother Lin Feng, if you're free for tomorrow night's exercise, why don't you come along too?" Inspector Megure looked at his mechanic brother.

The other person's skills can be of great help; if you're willing, you can temporarily join the First Investigation Division.

"exercise?"

Lin Feng and the others looked at Inspector Megure with confusion.

Is it necessary to go to this extent? We still need to conduct drills.

“When I was a policeman in the village, I used tough methods and offended quite a few criminals. We want to help as much as we can,” Inspector Megure explained.

"As for the roles of the bride and groom in tomorrow's rehearsal, I'll leave that to you two, Takagi and Sato."

Fatty Orange looked at his two subordinates beside him.

"What, really?!"

Even though they've already confirmed their relationship, Takagi still felt a bit overwhelmed with surprise.

Since it's a rehearsal, we should at least wear wedding dresses and exchange rings, right? Could this be considered a rehearsal for the two of us in advance?

"congratulation."

Lin Feng and Uncle Mori both congratulated Takagi, who had a hopeful expression on his face.

"Hey!"

Officer Sato patted Takagi's shoulder forcefully.

You better watch yourself, kid.

"Yes!"

"I guarantee I'll complete the mission!" Takagi snapped out of his daze, his face flushed a dark red.

"Really..."

Inspector Megure was also starting to wonder if he had contacted the wrong person.

"Brother Mori, you two can bring some friends along too. We'll prepare some good food..."

After giving a few more instructions and finishing their coffee, the three of them drove away in a police car.

"Takagi's luck is really good." Uncle Mori sighed as he watched the police car drive away.

Ordinary people don't have this opportunity.

"This wedding is probably not simple." Lin Feng felt that the police were making a big move, and there might be a big scene.

Should we participate?

Curaçao had little interest in weddings, let alone a police officer's wedding.

Wedding dresses weren't very appealing to her.

"Anyway, I have nothing else to do." Lin Feng nodded.

We can't just lock the door and turn off the lights every day when we get home; we need to go out and check on things occasionally.

"I understand." Curaçao smiled.

None of these people have anything worthwhile to do, and Uncle Mori isn't out causing trouble either, so Beika Town is peaceful today.

In the afternoon, several elementary school students came to the store after school.

"Sister Mingzi!"

The three children have a good relationship with Curaçao.

The evil scientist still didn't go to school, while the dog-headed detective obediently put down his schoolbag and drank his juice.

He has to go to school every day.

After all, the current guardian is a mustachioed detective with a pair of iron fists.

"Go home early after school tomorrow. I'll take you and Ran to the wedding," Uncle Mori said, glancing at Conan.

This little rascal has such an innocent and carefree look, with his two short legs dangling back and forth.

"wedding?"

"Whose wedding?" Conan looked up, took a sip of juice, and asked curiously.

Why so suddenly?

"Officer Takagi and Officer Sato are getting married tomorrow night." Uncle Mori wanted to light a cigarette, but seeing a bunch of kids gathered around the table, he restrained himself. There's been a lot of propaganda about the dangers of secondhand smoke lately.

"puff!"

The dog-headed detective sprayed the juice out of his mouth.

Who are you talking about?!

"Conan, what's wrong?"

Ayumi and the other two looked over, and juice was sprayed all over the table.

"If you spray it on my face, I'll spank you in public," Lin Feng said, glancing at the juice on the table.

"What a pity," Yuan Tai said, looking at Lin Feng's handsome face.

We were almost there and saw something interesting.

"..."

Conan first frantically wiped the table, then addressed the three children:
"My uncle just told me that Officer Takagi and Officer Sato are getting married tomorrow."

This news is truly explosive.

The three children also looked on with hope, wanting to participate. They had been observing the police officer's love story for a long time.

"Um……"

Uncle Mori hugs him.

Bringing children to a wedding is a hassle, even if it's just a rehearsal.

I heard that tomorrow's event will be very realistic, and no one knows how the people we've arranged will try to sabotage us.

"We can go together."

While the mustachioed detective hesitated, Curaçao readily agreed.

Anyway, it's just a drill and won't threaten the children. The police officer just said that we can bring some friends along to make the scene more lively.

"Long live!"

"Yay!" The three little ones were very happy and started discussing what clothes to wear tomorrow.

"..."

Lin Feng looked helpless.

Doesn't anyone question whether this wedding is real or fake?

Even Kudo's younger brother thought they were really going to get married...

……

Amuro, who was busy organizing, received a message.

A prisoner escaped, and the police received an anonymous tip about him.

He had a very close relationship with this prisoner.

Seven years ago, Hagiwara; three years ago, Matsuda—both bombings were related to him… (End of Chapter)