Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"Go!"

The dagger lunged at him, but Lin Feng slightly turned his body, grabbed his wrist, and performed a windmill stunt before throwing him back into the crowd.

"If you don't pay, be prepared to get hurt!" Lin Feng took off his suit jacket, threw it to the short-legged detective, and loosened his tie as he spoke.

"He's basically still a villain..." Inspector Megure was speechless when he heard his line.

Then, he turned his head and looked at the group of people gathered at the door.

"What are you all standing there for? Are you really going to pay up?!" Fatty Orange shouted.

This is a drill!

exercise!

You can't really just pay money to cut down Takagi!
"Go on!"

The crowd was packed together, and more than twenty criminal police officers rushed over in one go, carrying not only knives but also props such as wooden sticks and iron bars.

"Uncle, why aren't you helping with the rehearsal?" Conan asked Kogoro, the judo expert.

"Ahem, I'm a little tired."

Uncle Mori coughed lightly, then glared at his bespectacled son.

Why should an old man like me go up there and suffer?

In the center of the arena, the two sides have already clashed.

"boom!"

As soon as the fight started, a crew-cut police officer was shot in the abdomen and forced to leave the scene!

He was lying on the side, vomiting bile.

During this time, someone stepped on his hand.

Basically, each person is disarmed two or three times, and then given a lukewarm punch.

"Where's the gun?!"

Inspector Megure, standing to the side, saw that Lin Feng's movements were frighteningly fast, with eight or nine people already down in less than a minute, and quickly shouted a warning.

If we don't draw our guns soon, we're done for.

The person playing the role of the gunman is going to be in trouble.

Lin Feng had already targeted a police officer who had thrown away his wooden stick and reached into his coat pocket. With a flash, he delivered a punch...

In the end, even Officer Shiratori, who had remained calm and stood in the back row the whole time, was knocked down, and the exercise finally ended.

"Clap clap~"

Sparse applause broke out in the room, mainly from female audience members and children.

It was like filming an action movie, so exciting!
The exercise has ended again.

Inspector Megure was a little unsure how to arrange his subordinates; none of them seemed quite safe.

What if the criminals get their hands on powerful weapons, or even show up with bombs strapped to their bodies?
Fatty Ju looked at his younger brother Lin Feng, who was surrounded by several young ladies and wives.

"Are you a martial arts actor? Your moves just now were amazing!"

"Could you teach me...?"

"Cough cough!"

Inspector Megure walked over, coughed lightly, and looked at Midori, wondering why his wife had also come to join the fun...

"I'm just asking for my niece," said Megure, with her short hair, smiling as she faced her husband.

"Alright, everyone, let's get down to business." Inspector Megure couldn't do anything with his wife, so he pulled Lin Feng aside.

"What important matter is it?" Lin Feng asked, looking at the chubby orange-haired man with a puzzled expression.

But you let yourself play whatever you wanted.

Besides, I controlled the force just right; being confused doesn't hurt my brain.

"Brother Lin Feng, would you like to come with us to the wedding on November 7th?"

Inspector Megure smiled and extended an invitation.

Is there anything safer to keep this guy with you?

"I should be free, but you'll have to treat me."

Lin Feng didn't really care, but he still needed some compensation.

Treating someone to a nice meal is never an unreasonable request.

"Fried chicken bento?" Inspector Megure asked tentatively.

This was your favorite food when we were taking your statement!
"Hmm?" Lin Feng remained unmoved.

Fried chicken is delicious, but... ugh!

Who knows what kind of terrorist attack we'll be helping you deal with?

"I understand, I'll apply for funding from above..." Inspector Megure, with a pained expression, ran to find Superintendent Matsumoto. Protecting his seriously injured retired colleague's wedding was, in fact, a mission assigned from above.

Treating Brother Lin Feng to a good meal won't be cheap, so of course I need to apply for permission first.

"How much force did you use?"

Curaçao took the suit jacket from Conan, helped Lin Feng put it on, then looked at the few young women who kept glancing around, and asked the repairman with a smile.

The gesture was intimate enough that even those who wanted to chat lost interest.

"Ten or twenty percent," Lin Feng said with a smile.

The main police department officers are all familiar faces; they know their limits and shouldn't overdo it.

Curaçao made a rough estimate of the opponent's strength.

Well, it's a bit hard to guess.

She had seen Lin Feng take on three elites single-handedly, but it didn't seem like he was exerting too much effort.

"Alright, the exercise is almost over. Let's go get something to eat."

Lin Feng saw the banquet hall doors next door open and pulled Curacao away.

Self-service food pickup.

"I love self-service!" Genta rushed over immediately.

"Don't eat too much tonight," Lin Feng said, turning to Yuan Tai.

"..."

Genta glanced at the mountain of plates piled up by the repairman and opened his mouth.

"Om~"

It's the phone vibrating.

One phone rings, the other doesn't.

If a phone rings but doesn't ring, you should answer it immediately.

Lin Feng put the food on the table, walked out of the banquet hall, and went into the stairwell. When Curaçao saw him, she followed him out.

"That's roughly the situation regarding Minakata's wedding."

"Also, there was a slight mishap on Mr. Amuro's side."

The caller was Hiroki.

Lin Feng didn't hide the contents of the call from Curaçao, leaving the former organization agent completely bewildered.

Tsutomu Muranaka received threatening letters at his wedding; it turns out that's what happened...

The situation here is quite complicated, and even from her perspective, it is extremely dangerous.

"He was killed?" Lin Feng really didn't know what happened to Amuro.

Now that Rum is dead, this is a time when talent is needed, so things shouldn't go wrong easily.

"Not yet, but soon."

"He was put on a collar bomb."

"Yes, it's a very interesting design. I just got the details, and I estimate I'll have the results within five minutes."

Hiroki's tone showed no sign of tension.

He may not have made the bomb, but he could be the one controlling it.

"Okay, this matter is now somewhat related to us as well," Lin Feng said, scratching his head.

I had just agreed to help at the village wedding.

If I had known it would be like this, a good meal wouldn't have been enough.

By the way, is Amuro a cat? Why would he wear a collar?

After hanging up the phone, Curaçao looked puzzled and asked about the other person's identity.

The other person sounded like a child, not much older than those three little guys.

They actually managed to get this kind of intelligence!
"He's a hacker, and he's using a voice changer," Lin Feng explained casually.

"You used his power to intercept the organization's intelligence?" Curaçao was still somewhat surprised by the other party's powerful ability to steal intelligence.

"No, they were all given to me by Vermouth..."

"What's your relationship with her?"

"I……"

A few minutes later, Curaçao straightened her clothes and walked out of the stairwell, her face flushed.

Proving innocence doesn't require indiscriminate kissing and touching... (End of Chapter)