Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"Uncle, put me down quickly!"

Conan struggled for a moment, pulled up his pants, and shouted at the mustachioed detective.

You actually hit me!
"Inspector Megure, what's going on?!"

Uncle Mori snapped out of his daze, tossed the bespectacled kid aside, and looked at the scene in the auditorium in disbelief, asking a question.

"This guest?"

Several waiters seemed to have heard the commotion and came over, looking into the auditorium together.

Is this a film shoot?!

"Brother Lin Feng, watch out!"

Inspector Megure shouted loudly when he saw that the repairman hadn't taken down the Pramia immediately.

They even asked what was going on, didn't they see they were fighting?

"Oh!"

Pramia fired a shot at the fat man.

However, with Lin Feng interfering, the shot was off target so badly that even if Fatty Orange jumped up, he wouldn't be able to catch the bullet.

But this scene scared away several onlookers who were standing at the entrance.

"All groups, be prepared to evacuate the crowd!"

Inspector Megure immediately made arrangements.

"Let me tell you something else: all those liquid bombs you prepared have gone down the drain."

As he turned around, Lin Feng struck Pramia on the right shoulder with a palm strike.

When that slap landed, you could see her veins bulging and her face turning pale for a moment.

Pain!

Because removing the bullet would greatly increase the risk of nerve damage in his right arm, the bullet was never touched.

It hurts sometimes, but at least it doesn't affect the making of sophisticated bombs, and my work doesn't get delayed.

However, in close-quarters combat like this, this is absolutely a fatal weakness.

"How do you know!"

Pramia forced down the trembling in her arms, her eyes cold, and asked through gritted teeth.

It doesn't matter if my identity is exposed.

But those bombs...

"Perhaps someone will tell you the answer after you die."

"By the way, that helicopter isn't coming either."

Lin Feng felt that this guy wasn't as strong as the data Hiroki had given him, even if he had driven her into a dead end now.

At best, he's at the level of Namie Amuro.

Even if that arm were completely intact, it would only make him slightly stronger; it would be impossible for him to cross that inhuman level.

“Heh, heh heh…”

Pramia burst into maniacal laughter again, a sound that sent chills down the spines of those who heard it and raised serious concerns about their mental state.

"You seem quite interested in me!"

She looked at Lin Feng with a malicious smile on her face.

"A little bit."

"I think you should experience what it's like to be at your wit's end and feel the despair," Lin Feng said, cracking his knuckles.

If it weren't for trusting that the team with the tongue-twisting name wouldn't let this guy die so easily, Lin Feng would have been willing to be cruel to this scum.

"Do not make jokes!"

"despair?"

Pramia's voice was extremely harsh, her eyes were bloodshot, and her demeanor was arrogant.

"A madman, an absolute madman..." Uncle Mori muttered as he stood by the door.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Without turning his head, Pramia fired his last two bullets toward the door, startling Uncle Mori so much that he immediately slammed the door shut and dodged away.

The bullet was embedded in the door.

Immediately, she pulled out a dagger, stepped forward again, and began fighting with Lin Feng.

Kill you!

I am going to kill you!

At that moment, only one thought occupied Pramia's mind.

She didn't know how her plan was leaked; she only knew it was related to the man in front of her.

I must kill him!

"Inspector?"

Takagi stood to the side with a gun in his hand and asked.

"Don't fire," Inspector Megure called out to his subordinates.

Brother Lin Feng and that Pramia fought with extremely fast movements, making it easy to accidentally injure each other.

Most importantly, there will be no suspense in this battle.

As expected, while Pramia displayed a fierce side, the repairman also became even more ruthless.

The game is over, Pramia!

Now it's time for you to experience despair.

"Snapped!"

In the afterimage, Lin Feng grabbed her left wrist, which was holding the dagger, and then began to exert force.

It gripped her like an iron clamp, and almost instantly, the sharp dagger fell to the ground.

In addition to this terrifying power, an even more terrifying aura emanated from it.

The other person was clearly smiling...

Fear finally surfaced in the extremely crazed Pramia.

The two were so close that she could even see her reflection in the other's eyes.

The shadow was instantly crushed and torn apart by the terrifying and ferocious being, leaving it a bloody mess and utterly powerless to resist.

The power dynamics are something that masters can sense from each other.

Someone who is both perceptive and neurotic, with strong intuition, will feel it even more acutely.

Of course, animals, like the eagle Watson, would least like to see this human.

"Crack!"

That was the sound of something breaking.

Lin Feng didn't twist or bend her, but simply snapped her bones.

It is no harder than a large tree that has been dampened by moisture.

"..."

Xiao Lan was stunned.

Who can learn Lin Feng's trick?

"You, who are you..."

The pain brought Pramia back to her senses. At this moment, the madness in her eyes was gone, replaced by a rare fear.

Curing a madman is definitely more difficult than creating one.

I refuse to answer that question.

As Lin Feng spoke, he looked towards the entrance of the hotel auditorium.

A guy wearing a mask and a baseball cap, completely covered up, appeared.

It's Amuro.

He stood behind Uncle Mori, seemingly playing the role of some suspicious man.

Pramia knew he was a policeman, so he couldn't show his face.

“Inspector Megure, Pramia is the Public Security Bureau’s target, and they provided the intelligence, so we may have to hand her over to them.”

Lin Feng looked at the chubby orange and said.

"This one……"

Inspector Megure hesitated.

Where are the police?
Someone has to step forward and give an explanation.

Amuro, standing behind Uncle Mori, had a flicker in his eyes. After hearing this, he quietly left the auditorium and sent a message to Kazami.

Conan's big head also peeked out the door, looking at Mr. Amuro, who was dressed up.

What kind of shady work are they doing?

They say they're tracking us, but are they actually tracking us?
"We'll talk about the perpetrator's whereabouts later," Lin Feng reminded them, and everyone looked out the window.

Shibuya's drainage system is unique; it relies on infiltration, similar to a sponge city, with large underground water storage tanks. It was after learning this that Pramia conceived a plan to detonate Shibuya on a large scale.

Red and blue liquid bombs were dropped on two separate streets. Due to the terrain, they would eventually meet at the intersection in front of the station and detonate completely!

Unfortunately, the neutralizing agent developed by Hiroki was too strong, even capable of rendering the two liquids non-toxic and harmless, prompting the police to allocate a large number of personnel to the task.

A strange sight appeared on the streets of Shibuya.

Two emerald-green rivers, shimmering with a faint light, flowed slowly and converged.

"This is interesting, what kind of show is this?"

Some daring young people and children have already gone in and stepped on it.

We're out having fun, what's there to be afraid of!
In contrast to them, tired adults simply take a picture and then turn and leave.

Does anyone know what kind of paint it is? It's really troublesome to get it on your body!

Just take a picture and show it to the child.

“Impossible, this is impossible…” Pramia was being held by the wrist, standing by the window, looking at the street through the floor-to-ceiling windows, shaking her head repeatedly.

I never left any samples, so how could it be cracked?

At first, she thought that her method had been cracked, which prevented the two liquids from mixing. She never expected this outcome.

Those bastards were actually running and trampling on it!

Pramia felt that her self-esteem and the fruits of her life were being trampled on.

"Hello."

Upon receiving the text message, Kazami immediately ran upstairs to the hotel and showed his badge to Inspector Megure.

"What's going on outside?"

Inspector Megure pointed to the green river where young people were laughing and playing and asked.

Is it really a bomb?
"It's just a harmless liquid; it seems to be a show planned by some bored person."

Officer Kazami's words were quite sarcastic, especially since he made sure to say them while looking at the dazed Pramia.

Just a bored person.

"..."

Pramia was still looking out the window, too preoccupied to pay attention to the policeman's mockery.

Haha, I must be dreaming!
That's right, that's it!
She looked up at the man who was holding her wrist.

The pain just felt too real.

"Thank you for your help. Now, just hand the person over to me." Feng Jian thanked Lin Feng with a serious expression, pretending not to know him at all, and reached out to take the prisoner.

The police had a fairly clear understanding of the coffee shop manager's capabilities, so he wasn't surprised.

"I'll take it down for you," Lin Feng said with a smile, tugging at Pramia's wrist.

"asshole!"

The pain of being torn apart was unbearable even for a professional assassin. Pramia glared fiercely at the smiling man.

You are more vicious than Satan!

"..."

“Alright then.” Kazami did not refuse.

He wanted to ask about some more details.

For example, how did Lin Feng and the police know that this person was Pramiya?

The police had no intelligence whatsoever; they couldn't even catch a glimpse of this woman.

Oh, right, even the fact that Pramia is a woman was revealed by that guy named Vermouth.

"In the village!"

Just as Lin Feng and his group were about to leave with the prisoners, Inspector Megure grabbed the groom by the collar.

You were distracted from the very beginning, and Sato had to rush over to save you.

Are you still that same devilish village from back then?

"Megure, I was so stupid, I'm sorry." Tsutomu Murakami, who had arrested countless criminals, lowered his head, his eyes devoid of any light.

The two were classmates and had a relatively close relationship, which made the villagers feel even more ashamed in front of him.

On the other hand, the love that had been poured into over three years had vanished like a bubble, which was inevitably disheartening.

"Don't be silly, anyone would have fallen for it."

"Consider it as being an undercover agent for this guy for three years." Lin Feng chuckled, showing no mercy whatsoever, and dragged Pramia away by the wrist.

"..."

Village head Tsutomu stared at the pitiful figure with a broken wrist, speechless for a long time.

This kind of thing can't be resolved in just a few words.

"In the Devil's Village, we will never yield to anyone or anything!" Inspector Megure said earnestly to his old friend.

This is the image that was etched into my mind from that devilish village back then.

"Megure..." Murakami seemed to recover a bit upon hearing this, and patted Tachibana's shoulder.

"I deduced long ago that she wasn't a good person."

On the other side, Uncle Mori inquired about Ran's condition and then said with his arms crossed.

"Uncle, didn't you say it was just your personal feeling and we shouldn't take it seriously?" Conan rubbed his bottom and looked up at the pretentious Mr. Kogoro to ask.

"Don't talk nonsense. I could tell the first time Lin Feng and I met her." Uncle Mori glanced at the kid.

I went too far with myself!
Before leaving, Curaçao whispered a few words to Lin Feng, telling him to go home and wait for him.

"Our car is in the underground parking lot, let's go straight there." Officer Kazami, Lin Feng, and Pramia entered the elevator.

"I know you."

How is your boss doing?

"Is he dead?"

The elevator was a bit quiet. Pramia didn't like the environment and took the initiative to ask if her collar bomb had worked.

Kazami frowned and ignored her.

Mr. Furuya's identity is a top secret.

"What boss did you say?" Lin Feng asked, glancing at the blonde woman.

"That blond guy, heh heh heh he wore a bomb to save his men."

Pramie still exudes a strong villainous aura, her sinister smile sending chills down your spine.

"Shut up!"

Kazami stared at the bomber and said.

If it were someone else here, he would definitely use violence to shut this woman up.

It was a dereliction of duty of hers to ask her to mention her blonde hair.

"What's wrong? Does he hold some special position?"

"By the way, you must have quite a few undercover police officers in your public security bureau, right?" Pramia chuckled as she saw the other person's nervous expression and continued.

"Officer Kazami, it seems you're not mature enough yet."

Lin Feng smiled, and with his other hand, he punched Pramia in the mouth and nose.

In an instant, the once pretty blonde woman was covered in blood, her nose was deformed, and several of her teeth were knocked out.

"you you……"

Pramia coughed violently, spitting out blood and teeth.

"..."

Kazami swallowed hard, but remained silent.

"Ding~"

The elevator arrives at the station and goes directly to the hotel's underground parking lot.

Lin Feng escorted the person, following behind Officer Kazami, through the empty parking lot.

Suddenly, he stopped and said, "Leave the person to me."

"What did you say?"

Kazami was taken aback and turned to look.

Are you kidding me? How are you going to deal with such a terrifying criminal?

To be recruited as a maid cafe employee?

"of course."

"I think that's the real reason you're asking the police to intervene." A figure emerged from the shadows.

It was Amuro, who had already taken advantage of the chaos to leave and was waiting here.

A pair of eyes beneath the hat brim were fixed intently on the "shop manager" before him.

first meet.

Lord Dark Knight. (End of Chapter)