Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"This kind of talent should be put to our use!"

late at night.

The silence was broken by the ringing of the telephone.

A woman with blonde hair, a beautiful face, and delicate features opened her eyes instantly, looking warily at the phone by the bedside.

The caller was from an unknown number.

It's all a mess; the other party clearly used some kind of method to avoid being tracked.

At this time, receiving such a call is definitely not a good thing.

Christina Lissard, the village's fiancée, also known as the Devil's Village.

She looked to be in her early thirties, and she was very beautiful.

However, the furrowed brows and sharp, fierce eyes at this moment were rather unsightly.

"Ling ring ring~"

The phone was still ringing; the other party didn't seem to be giving up.

The blonde beauty Christina, citing that she is not officially married yet, is currently living alone in her apartment and not living with Minakata Nobu, so she doesn't have to worry about disturbing anyone with this ringtone.

She frowned, sat down on the edge of the bed, and answered the phone.

As a result, the first thing the other person said made her heart skip a beat.

"Prumia, haha, you've finally answered the phone."

It was a man with a somewhat cold voice, and he was speaking Japanese.

He directly revealed his true identity.

"Who are you, and how do you know this number?"

At this moment, she was no longer the gentle and charming Christina, but the fierce and cruel Pramia, and even her tone had changed.

If the other party knows this number, it means that you are very likely exposed.

Exposure means the plan will fail, and all the planning over the years will be for naught!
"You made a fatal mistake; you used this phone to access foreign websites."

"It would be a piece of cake for the organization to find your account information." The man on the other end of the phone spoke coldly and confidently, giving off an air of superiority.

"organize?"

"What do you want to do?" Pramia sensed that the other party didn't seem like a decent person either, and that they might be worth talking to.

"Join us and change the world. Here, you can unleash your talents."

A dangerous madman, but also a genius.

Gin really likes this guy.

The language they used when recruiting was different from others.

Our attitude towards others is: [Join or die]

“I still don’t know who you are.” Pramia’s eyes flickered, and he continued to ask with a more composed tone.

Haha, so it turns out we're all just rats in the gutter...

“We use the name of the liquor as our code name,” Gin revealed briefly.

"Is it you?!"

This time, Pramia, who was used to seeing big scenes, was genuinely shaken, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

She knew these guys.

If they were rats, then they would be incredibly terrifying venomous snakes, the most dreadful beings in the darkness.

No matter who you are, you have to behave yourself in front of them.

The forces that the other side colluded with are truly terrifying.

"I'm still waiting for your reply." Gin's voice remained cold.

“I understand. Let’s talk again after I’ve dealt with things here.” Pramia did not immediately agree or refuse.

Neither option is good.

"I don't know what you want to do."

"But I'd like to remind you that it's best not to make too much of a fuss, lest you attract trouble."

With the help of the organization's top hackers, Gin naturally knew that the other party's IP address was in Tokyo, Japan.

There is indeed a big problem over there. "Heh, thanks for the reminder." Pramia chuckled coldly and hung up the phone.

She began to think rapidly.

Although I used this number while I was posing, it wasn't obtained through any legitimate channels.

You definitely won't find any information by following the phone number.

but……

Pramia stood up, wearing only a set of black underwear, and paced back and forth in the room, deep in thought.

On her right shoulder, a scar is clearly visible; it is a bullet wound.

This is also why she refuses to live together and have sexual relations.

Otherwise, those kinds of tools should be used to their fullest potential!

"Hehehe..."

Suddenly, Pramia stopped in his tracks and let out a series of cold laughs.

At worst, I'll just join that organization and kill all these guys!
It's good to have a big tree to lean on; it will also reduce your troubles in the future.

Let's blow up Shibuya first and show that organization our strength!

With a cold smile on his face, Pramiya walked to the French windows and cursed someone in Russian with a laugh.

Inside a ground-floor apartment building, a blonde beauty stands by the window, wearing lingerie and gazing at the moon. This scene instantly sobers up the drunken office workers in the alley.

What kind of trick is this?
The next moment, the office worker saw the other person look down at him, his eyes filled with a series of emotions such as disgust, indifference and arrogance, but not shyness.

Damn, why am I getting even more excited...?

Thinking of his wife and children at home, the middle-aged office worker patted his beer belly, picked up his briefcase, and took one last, reluctant look at the back of a haughty, scheming blonde beauty from a role-playing game before staggering home.

What's so great about that? My wife's ass is twice the size of yours!

……

Two days until the wedding in the Devil's Village.

Lin Feng, as a special guest, will be going to the Metropolitan Police Department with Uncle Mori.

There's going to be a small meeting over there regarding the exercise.

After all, he was a colleague who had made many contributions, so the police took this threat very seriously.

"They'll be going to the office this afternoon, so you can come with me to meet them," Uncle Mori said to his mechanic apprentice from the passenger seat.

"They came specifically to find you, right?" Lin Feng asked, puzzled.

I was just assigned the task of blending in at the scene.

It is said that Tsutomu Muranaka and his fiancée are both fans of Kogoro Mouri, and they wanted to meet to discuss the detective's wedding speech.

"We might discuss some cases then..." Uncle Mori said with a light cough.

You know, you don't really remember the cases you've solved.

The Devil Village is not easy to fool; be clever and help him out.

"I understand, but I'm not good at lying." Lin Feng nodded, not refusing, as he also wanted to see the guy for himself.

"What a joke." Uncle Mori glanced at the repairman.

If he didn't lie, how could he have so many female companions?

I think you should just switch careers and become a professional con artist...

As they spoke, the car stopped next to the Metropolitan Police Department building, and the two got out and walked towards the gate.

"excuse me!"

Suddenly, a tall, thin, bearded man in a suit called out to the two of them in English.

"Is there something you need?" Lin Feng glanced at the tablet computer in the other person's hand.

The screen is cracked and looks badly damaged.

“I just asked the guard, and he said he didn’t know this person. I was wondering if you know him…”

As he spoke, the bearded man handed his business card to the older, mustachioed detective.

The name above is Matsuda Jinpei... (End of Chapter)