Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"..."

Upon seeing this person appear, Pramia, whose mouth and nose were covered in blood, glared at him with angry and hateful eyes.

She was very familiar with the voice.

The policeman named Zero.

If it weren't for them, my arm wouldn't have been injured, and I wouldn't be in this situation today.

"Then that's settled, the person is mine."

Lin Feng smiled, pulled Pramia, whose face was full of resentment and who wanted to rush up and bite him, towards his car.

Start the car.

Watching the familiar pickup truck drive away.

Amuro slowly removed his hat and mask.

“Mr. Furuya, what’s wrong with you…” Kazami frowned as he looked at his superior.

Speaking out now would expose my identity, wouldn't it?

"Let's go, Kazami. We'll handle the aftermath."

Amuro shook his head, not intending to continue the topic, and walked back to the car.

He is now absolutely certain.

This shop manager of mine is none other than the Dark Knight himself!

He heard Curaçao's voice upstairs just now. Although her hairstyle and makeup had changed, her voice didn't lie.

Moreover, Amuro could also sense that his manager had no intention of pretending when they met again.

"How should we tell the higher-ups?" Kazami asked Amuro as they got back into the car.

They want to set Shibuya on fire.

There will definitely be people who need to investigate this kind of prisoner.

"Just say the Dark Knight kidnapped them," Amuro said with a smile after thinking for a moment.

That's absolutely right, no one can find fault with it, and no one dares to find fault with it.

Most importantly, I didn't lie to anyone.

"This……"

Kazami couldn't help but wonder, is this a good idea?

Regarding the previous incident in Curaçao, the police department fabricated a large amount of false information about the Dark Knight.

Now they're trying to pin the blame on the other side...

What do you plan to do next?
Boss, the other side is not easy to mess with!
"It's alright, let's just say it like this: that this Pramia is a criminal targeted by the Dark Knight."

Amuro glanced at Kazami.

My subordinate wasn't perceptive enough and didn't seem to notice anything.

He wouldn't pretend to be stupid in front of me.

That's fine, no need to say anything more.

However, my work in the Baltic...

……

"Boom...boom...boom..."

Footsteps echoed.

A man and a woman walked down a long, dark staircase, one step at a time.

Their posture was a bit strange.

The man held the woman's wrist, completely ignoring her voice.

"Who the hell are you!"

"Speak up! Speak up!"

"Where are you taking me?!"

Pramia didn't cry out in pain; all she wanted to know was where she was being taken.

She wasn't that afraid of death.

But there are always things more terrifying than death.

"What goes around comes around," Lin Feng said, glancing at her.

The environment, the words spoken, and the man's terrifying nature all put immense pressure on Pramia.

Where would such a mysterious person take him?

“I can pay for it.” After a brief silence, Pramia pondered the situation.

"thirty million."

"Of course, I'm not talking about Japanese yen, I'm talking about US dollars."

It was obvious that she couldn't impress the man in front of her.

But seeing how he punched himself into this state, is beauty useful?

You might be able to fool those guys in the Devil Village, but you probably can't fool this person.

There's nothing left to show for it...

"Om~"

Suddenly, the phone vibrated.

Lin Feng glanced at the cool combat shorts that Pramia was wearing, and the phone was inside.

“It’s those guys…” Pramia reached out his right hand and took out his phone.

It was because of that organization that she always carried her phone with her.

"give it to me."

Lin Feng took the phone from her and answered it.

On the staircase leading underground, the cold voice of a man on the other end of the phone rang out.

"Prumia, when will your work be finished?"

It's Gin's voice.

Facing this casual player, he adopted an arrogant attitude, as if he had reverted to the cold-blooded killer he once was.

It seems he's doing well during his time in Europe.

"Prumia".

Gin shouted it again.

Pramia looked at the man holding her wrist, unsure of what to do.

“Prumia…”

"beep……"

Lin Feng hung up the phone immediately this time.

"Send a message to Gin for me, saying that I've accepted this prospective member."

He spoke into the phone in his hand.

"No problem, but we still need to be careful, after all, they are still ordinary people at heart."

Hiroki's voice rang out, and he offered a reminder.

“I know, that’s why we need to quiet this crazy woman down.” Lin Feng smiled as he looked at Pramia.

"what do you want to do!"

Pramia began to struggle.

It's true that she had a great fear of this man, but when things came to a head, who could withstand such pressure?

"Let's go, be quiet, it'll be over soon..."

After a simple treatment, Pramia became completely quiet.

Shibuya.

Underground water storage tank.

The hideout of the Nadunichtokiti squad.

The Pramiya must be eliminated; gathered here are dozens of relatives of the dead.

Their loved ones had all died at the hands of Pramie, so their hearts were naturally filled with hatred.

"Elena, would someone really send Pramia here?"

Today is probably the day they decide to commit a crime.

And it's said that the location is in Shibuya.

But it's already very late, and there's still no sign of anything.

“I believe in that boy.” Elena turned to look at the team member who had raised the question.

As a leader who had led everyone in the pursuit of Pramia for many years, she possessed a certain authority, and once she uttered these words, no one questioned her further.

An investigation confirmed that a bomb had indeed been planted inside the tablet computer.

The boy also proved this by detonating it remotely.

Don't underestimate this small tablet computer; it's quite dangerous, and anyone who gets close to it will be in danger.

That alone is enough to make people believe it.

But would anyone send Pramia here?
This is unbelievable...

"Dong Dong Dong~"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the iron door at the upper entrance.

Really coming?!
"Quick, open the door!"

Elena immediately called out to the stunned team members.

The door opened. Only a scantily clad woman, her face covered in blood, her eyes fierce and terrifying, leaned against the wall.

"Prumia".

"You're Pramia, aren't you!"

The woman was brought before the squad leader, and Elena grabbed her and questioned her sharply.

"Hehehe..." Pramia was completely speechless, uttering incomprehensible sounds.

But judging from his expression, he seemed to be mocking the other person...

If it weren't for that man.

Without him, you would all die!
Hiding in a place like this, do you think you can escape?!

It's her!
Pramya!

"Have you seen anyone else?" Elena asked the younger brother who ran to open the door.

Who brought her here?
"No, I even checked specifically, and I didn't see anyone," the younger brother said, shaking his head.

"I understand."

Elena roughly understood what the other person meant.

The woman before me, with her fierce face and mocking eyes, is most likely Pramia.

The other party made her mute because they didn't want to reveal their identity.

Then there's no need to ask any further questions.

"Elenika!" Oleg, the bearded man who had previously tried to find Matsuda Jinpei, called out to his sister with a complicated expression.

Anyone could sense that this woman was filled with extremely terrifying malice; she was the murderous demon.

But can we really execute her like this?
"Brother, my husband and children died at her hands!" Elenica understood what her brother meant, and her eyes changed.

His emerald green eyes were filled with unwavering determination; within them, the fire of revenge burned fiercely, and nothing could extinguish it!
Oleg fell silent and quietly walked to the side.

Yes, I've been waiting for this day for so long.

"Hehehe..." Pramia's eyes swept over everyone present.

She didn't know almost any of these people. It was only when she wanted to deal with this organization that she investigated and found out about the survivors of several tragedies.

the Avengers.

I really don't want to die at the hands of these guys...

……

After delivering the package, Lin Feng prepared to drive home.

"Nothing unexpected happened," Hiroki relayed the content of the eavesdropping.

Elena is a smart woman; she knows this needs to be kept secret.

"What about Amuro?" Lin Feng asked, fastening his seatbelt.

They must have been terrified.

“He seems ready to go back to work at Polo,” Hiroki said with a smile.

He must have realized that this job was still very important.

Now that the two are aware of each other's identities, communication will indeed be easier.

Amuro did not report this to anyone, which was consistent with Lin Feng and Hiroki's speculation.

"Looks like I can squeeze him dry again," Lin Feng said, patting his stomach.

"However, I estimate he won't stay long; things are going overseas..."

Hiroki then talked about the organization's new round of plans overseas.

……

A small European country.

Gin leaned against the car, expressionless, lit a cigarette, and took a deep drag.

"..." Vodka looked at the ground.

My brother has already smoked quite a few cigarettes; the ground is littered with cigarette butts. Today is really frustrating.

Dare not speak.

“Vodka, that guy’s shown up again,” Gin said, looking at his underling.

"Brother, what happened to that Pramia?" Vodka guessed what his brother was worried about.

What operation is Pramia planning in Tokyo?

That guy has reappeared.

It refers to the Dark Knight, right?

Even though her older brother had warned her, she still fell into that person's trap.

"He's probably already a corpse."

Gin gave a cold laugh.

That stupid and crazy bomber.

Vodka was speechless for a moment.

Brother, stop laughing, it's scary!
"Tell me, if the Dark Knight comes to Europe, where should we hide?"

Gin threw his cigarette butt on the ground, stomped it out with his leather shoe, and suddenly turned to his underlings and asked.

From the moment Rum died, a dark cloud had settled over the organization.

Some guys are also getting restless.

"He probably won't come here."

Vodka didn't know how to deal with the powerful ghost, so he could only shake his head and say...

To be honest, my brother and I have recruited some experts recently, but none of them are as inhuman as the Dark Knight.

They couldn't muster the slightest courage to resist him.

They won't come, they definitely won't come!
"This time, we need to be prepared to die together." Gin seemed to see through what Vodka was thinking, lit another cigarette, and said calmly.

Unfortunately, we didn't get our hands on the formula for the Pramie bomb.

That thing is quite powerful, and it's also very clever and easy to use.

“I know, brother.” Vodka nodded.

You'd need the ability to take someone down with you first.

"Let's go, let's go get rid of some pests too." Gin, his face full of murderous intent, opened the door and got into the car.

Kill those restless bastards and let them know who's in charge.

Take this opportunity to ease my mind.

"yes, Sir!"

……

A few days later.

The weather is calm and sunny.

Polo Coffee Shop.

"Ding bell~"

The sound of the wind chimes woke up several lazy people in the shop.

"Welcome... Huh? Mr. Amuro?" Miss Azusa turned around and was surprised to find that it was Mr. Amuro, who had been missing for many days.

"Long time no see, how is everyone?"

Amuro smiled and nodded at Azusa and Paul, then looked at Mr. Mori and the ruthless shopkeeper by the window.

"Have you finished your work?" Uncle Mori asked, looking at his second disciple who was sitting opposite him.

I mentioned before that I was tracking down some character as a detective.

“Yes, that’s why I was thinking of coming back to work at Polo when I have time.” Amuro nodded and looked at Manager Lin Feng, who was holding a game console with great interest.

You're really good at disguising yourself.

They sit here playing mindless games during the day, then transform at night...

"You want to come back to work?"

"Um...this." Lin Feng pressed the pause button, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"..." Amuro almost suffocated by this guy's appearance.

You know who I am, I know who you are, and now you want to play this game with me?
It wasn't like this when you were eating small cakes one at a time.

"What's wrong? Is business not going well lately?" Uncle Mori asked, glancing around.

It seems like there's hardly anyone here. Should I lower the rent?
"It's alright." Azi walked out carrying a cardboard box and looked at the shop manager with a puzzled expression.

It's not peak season right now; things are usually fine.

The box was full of Mr. Amuro's things, many of which were gifts to be handed over, such as the gifts that Ran and the others bought in Singapore.

"Manager, do you have any requests of me?" Amuro asked helplessly after checking his gift.

This guy……

"I'm planning a promotional event to bring back some of our old customers. I'll leave this to you," Lin Feng said with a smile, looking at Amuro.

"Promotional activities?"

This was the first time anyone had ever heard of this.

"..."

An ominous premonition welled up in Amuro's heart.

What is the relationship between promotion and oneself?

(End of this chapter)