Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

On the other side of the bugging device, Miss Christina, who was so gentle during the day, had changed.

The laughter carried a hint of madness, as if they were brewing some extraordinary plan to completely eliminate someone.

She sounds like a completely insane criminal.

More importantly, it was that phone call.

Although you can't hear exactly what the other person said, you can infer it from Christina's words.

Over the phone, she agreed to join a certain person and organization.

Furthermore, she asked the other party if they wanted to think of a name for the drink first, as a code name...

This conversation immediately reminded Conan of Gin.

This is also why his expression changed drastically.

The organization, and that organization!

No, that organization is only trying to recruit Christina right now; her criminal plans are probably not related to the organization yet.

She wants to get rid of someone.

The detective, wearing headphones, looked grave. The other person seemed to be operating something on the computer, occasionally letting out a cold laugh, but no crucial information was being transmitted.

"Hey, Conan, are you in there?"

It was Uncle Mori standing at the door calling for people.

The bespectacled kid had been in the bathroom for about ten minutes, and the waiters had already started serving the food. Xiaolan was worried that something had happened to him.

"Yes, I have a bit of diarrhea, so I might have to stay a while longer!" Conan shouted loudly from inside the cubicle.

"Honestly, of all times..." Uncle Mori said speechlessly, as his footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Just then, the phone rang again on the other end.

The detective's heart immediately jumped again, and he listened intently to the conversation on the other end.

There's still not enough information, let's talk a little more!

"Humph."

After letting out an impatient snort, Christina answered the phone.

"Hey, honey, are you home safely?"

The moment she answered the phone, her voice changed, becoming gentle and moving, tender as water.

This change sent a shiver down Conan's spine.

This really feels like listening to a horror broadcast.

"Yes, I know. You should get some rest too, and don't get too excited..."

The couple in the village discussed wedding arrangements, then said goodnight to each other, their relationship incredibly sweet.

Conan has no idea what will happen to the people in that devilish village once they learn the truth.

After hanging up the phone, the detective heard the other person seem to curse something.

"Hehe, I should go and get ready..."

Miss Christina's voice grew louder, as if she were approaching the purse. Then, she put on her shoes, closed the door, and left the apartment.

She did not take the purse containing the listening device with her.

Conan took off his headphones, his expression serious.

We still don't know what she's preparing.

All I know is that it's definitely not a good thing. There will be a lot of police officers at the wedding, and to deal with these people, firearms are the bare minimum. Going further afield, there might even be bombs.

That guy, Lin Feng.

This dangerous person has come right up to me, and he's still playing riddles with me...

Conan flushed the toilet, put away his headphones, and walked out of the bathroom.

Should I go to her door and kick her to the ground?
No, you shouldn't do that; the repairman won't just stand by and do nothing.

"Conan, are you alright?" Ran asked with concern, noticing the elementary school student's absent-mindedness.

Dad had finally had a blood loss, and he treated us to a big meal.

"Uncle, how did you figure out that Miss Christina is suspicious?" Conan first shook his head at Ran, then looked at the mustachioed detective who was enjoying his meal.

"Cough cough..."

The unexpected question almost made Uncle Mori choke.

How do I talk to a child about this topic?
Judging from their words and actions, this couple, both around forty years old, may not have had a sexual relationship in the three years they've been together.

"Dad?" Xiaolan was also curious, wondering why her father didn't speak.

"Anyway, that was just my personal feeling at the time, don't take it seriously." Uncle Mori decided not to explain and said while eating.

"..."

Conan frowned, then slapped his forehead.

By the way, about the bugging device...

……

"Boom boom boom!"

There was a knock on the villa's door.

A moment later, Lin Feng opened the door and looked speechlessly at the dog-headed detective in front of him.

"It seems like we just spoke."

About ten or twenty minutes ago, this guy called me and told me that he had installed a bugging device.

Of course, Hiroki already knew about his actions.

"How come you're still acting like nothing happened?" Conan asked, panting.

He saw that behind the repairman, Miss Akiko was holding a washed fruit basket and looking in his direction.

There was also the sound of a television coming from the direction of the living room.

These two seem quite relaxed.

"Who said I'm fine? There's a TV series airing its finale tonight, and I want to watch it," Lin Feng said, pointing to the living room.

"Where's the bugging device? Shouldn't we retrieve it?" Conan asked in a low voice as he saw Miss Akiko carrying a fruit platter into the room.

"You definitely didn't come all this way just for this." Lin Feng sneered, the glint in his eyes seemingly confirming that he had seen through everything.

"You guessed it right."

“I overheard that the organization seemed to be recruiting Christina Lissell.”

"Who exactly is she?"

Conan did indeed come here out of intense curiosity.

Those who can be recruited by the organization.

Definitely not an ordinary person.

"I heard that she asked about me during the day?" Lin Feng didn't answer Conan's question, but instead asked with a smile.

"Regarding what you mentioned before about massage and acupressure."

"I think she's testing you. What if you don't know any massage techniques at all?"

"That means you have ulterior motives regarding her shoulder injury."

Would criminals be afraid of having their injuries discovered?

"The likelihood of a gunshot wound is higher."

"After hearing that you would be attending the wedding, she seemed very happy and didn't ask any further questions..."

Conan rested his fingers on his chin and began asking and answering his own questions. At the end, he suddenly froze.

The fact that they didn't ask any further questions indicates that they are relieved.

This might mean...

Is it true that accidents happen to everyone who attends a wedding?!

"Is it a bomb?" Conan asked, his eyes wide.

Then wouldn't he and Xiaolan also become targets? How vicious!

Sure enough, judging from her somewhat manic laughter, she was definitely not an ordinary person!

Suddenly, the detective remembered that the village police officer had said something like that they would go to the rooftop to take a helicopter to leave.

"You're pleasantly surprised, aren't you?" Lin Feng nodded with a smile.

Tomorrow I'm definitely going to attend an unforgettable wedding.

"She's going to plant a bomb in the hotel. If it's a time bomb, we need to notify the police in advance to prepare for defusing it," Conan reminded her seriously.

If it's a bomb that's relevant to the times, Hiroki could probably handle it remotely without any problems, but there's no guarantee there won't be any backup plans.

After all, this is a talent that every organization wants to recruit!

"Don't worry, we've already contacted professionals."

"But who told you she was going to plant a bomb in the hotel?" Lin Feng still had an inscrutable smile on his face.

"What do you mean by this..." Conan wanted to ask more questions.

"boom!"

The door was closed, effectively shutting out his questions.

What did the child say?

Curaçao, who was sitting in front of the TV and eating grapes, asked a question.

She's completely retired now, wearing pajamas all day, and even putting on a face mask, eating fruit, and watching TV at night.

"Come have a heart-to-heart talk with me, about marriage and love," Lin Feng said with a smile as he sat down next to her and put his arm around her.

The pajamas are smooth and feel great, like you've applied shower gel, but they're not too sticky.

Of course, that's not to say that shower gel is bad.

They each have their own merits.

"What can we possibly discuss with a pervert like you?"

"Moreover, that child is only in the first grade of elementary school."

Curaçao's breathing quickened, and she rolled her eyes at the repairman.

This guy is never honest.

"He sometimes fantasizes that he is an adult..."

The TV remote control was pressed against the motion screen.

The athlete displayed incredibly amazing dribbling skills...

……

The next day.

sunny.

It's perfect weather for committing a crime.

“Our people are all ready.” Kazami glanced at the time, then looked at the bustling street in the distance, and said to Amuro.

The neutralizing agent for those liquid bombs is well-prepared, and there are enough people to handle them, so there will absolutely be no accidents.

"Be careful, don't let the situation escalate." Amuro, wearing a baseball cap, was also scanning the surroundings.

Police have confirmed the neutralizing agent's effect, and the bomb on his neck collar had long been removed.

They had learned of that person's plan through the Dark Knight.

The other side is going to drop those liquid bombs on the streets of Shibuya.

This is really crazy.

Tens of thousands of innocent bystanders will be caught in the disaster; the bomber is no ordinary madman.

However, after learning about the plan, Amuro began to doubt the other party's true intentions.

At first, he thought it was a revenge game targeting him and his friends.

However, with such a commotion, there was no warning of a crime, which makes me feel that the other party has ulterior motives.

"Mr. Furuya, is something wrong?" Kazami asked in a low voice when he saw the other man frowning in thought.

"Nothing much, just keep an eye out for suspicious vehicles, the kind that could be used to transport liquid bombs..."

Amuro shook his head and offered a reminder.

Suddenly, a car caught his attention.

It was an imported pickup truck, red, a bit old-fashioned, but very well maintained.

The car slowly drove into the underground parking lot of a hotel not far away.

That's my store manager's car!

"Why is he here?" Kazami recognized the car, pushed up his glasses, and asked with a frown.

The police have stopped monitoring him for some time now.

"I don't know." Amuro honestly shook his head.

He hasn't been in contact with the people in Polo for a while; he should go back and visit them when he has time.

Miss Azi would also send messages to ask about her situation.

Just as the two policemen were looking at the hotel building, another taxi pulled up in front of it.

Three very familiar people got out of the car.

The Mori family of three has arrived.

Weird.

Why are you all here today?
"I'll go take a look," Amuro said to his subordinate, lowering the brim of his hat as he walked towards the hotel.

He found Uncle Mori waiting for the elevator in the hotel lobby.

"Mr. Mori, it's been a long time!" Amuro greeted him with a smile.

"Amuro?"

"How will you be here?"

The group was taken aback, and Uncle Mori looked the other person up and down.

He was dressed in dark long sleeves and trousers, and wore a hat, keeping a very low profile, as if he were doing some kind of stalking business.

You didn't actually switch careers and become a detective, did you?

"I just happened to be passing by and saw you go into this hotel, so I thought I'd say hello," Amuro explained, pointing to the door.

So, what brings you here on this special day?

"That's it."

"I was wondering if you were following someone or hiding from debt collectors," Uncle Mori chuckled and teased.

It certainly looks like this.

His attire and appearance are quite different from those of Mr. Amuro, who used to work at Polo.

"Mr. Amuro, lately we've had a lot of guests asking where you've been," Ran said with a smile.

After all, the food they made was excellent; it was made with genuine care.

"Unfortunately, I've been busy with some things lately, so I'll have to give up on the Polo project for now." Amuro smiled upon hearing this.

"..."

Conan looked up at his clothes and couldn't help but frown.

With this outfit, Mr. Amuro is definitely hiding from someone.

"We're here for tonight's wedding..."

The group stepped aside, clearing the way for the elevator. After being questioned by Amuro, Uncle Mori explained the reason for his trip, including the large-scale police drill.

"I see."

After learning the truth, Amuro didn't dwell on it, said goodbye to the three, and left the hotel.

A police officer who is threatened with retirement.

It seems to have nothing to do with what's happening on my end.

"Uncle, don't you feel that Mr. Amuro is acting a little strange?" Conan asked, looking up as they entered the elevator.

"No," Uncle Mori replied simply, then took out his prepared speech and began to read it.

He still looks the same, with a dark face. What's so strange about that?

"Ding!"

The elevator has arrived at the designated floor.

The wedding was held in the evening, but these people had arrived almost in the afternoon.

Some police officers, including Inspector Megure, also had to set up the scene.

In the lounge.

Lin Feng and Curaçao were eating while standing by the window looking at the scenery.

Their attire was no different from usual, quite casual.

In fact, apart from Uncle Mori having to wear a suit on stage, no one else cared.

"Is Inspector Megure playing the priest again today?" Uncle Mori asked after seeing the two of them.

"Today's Officer Shiratori."

Lin Feng didn't know why the decision to change personnel was made at the last minute, since Inspector Megure was clearly bigger and heavier, making him a better candidate to block bullets.

"Where's Conan?"

Curaçao didn't see the bespectacled boy enter, so she couldn't help but ask.

He said he needed to go to the toilet.

"Seriously, no matter where you go, you always have to go to the toilet..." Uncle Mori also looked strange.

This kid, at such a young age, is already as old as an old man… (End of Chapter)