Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Polo held a three-day promotional event.

For desserts and most meals.

night.

Amuro returned to his apartment, exhausted.

The shop manager is inhuman; he eats with the customers, which is one thing, but he does it too, resulting in an unnecessary amount of extra work for himself.

"Hey, it's me."

Before Amuro could even take off his coat, the phone rang.

The person opposite is Vermouth.

"Now that the trouble has been resolved, we should discuss what to do next," the blonde witch said in a deep voice.

Due to the organization's recent shift in focus, many intelligence personnel have been relocated elsewhere.

"Did they say anything?" Amuro asked, rubbing his shoulders.

worn out.

"Neither of us has a mission yet."

“However, this depends on how smoothly Gin’s progress is in Europe,” Vermouth said with a laugh.

In Japan, apart from a few high-ranking intelligence and operatives, everyone else could be transferred at any time.

“I’ve recently noticed that several companies have been making moves overseas.”

Sitting down at the table, Amuro turned on his computer and began searching for those pharmaceutical companies.

They are building laboratories abroad to continue their drug research.

In addition, several other high-tech companies have also made moves.

Because of their actions in Europe, the police suspect that they are all connected to the organization.

"I don't seem to have any obligation to tell you this information," Vermouth said with a sneer.

These are all confidential, why would I tell you this note?
“That’s true, I’m not the Dark Knight.” Amuro responded with a cold laugh.

What obligations do you have to him?
Let's not be so firm in our stance as traitors.

"You'll have to figure out the rest yourself," Vermouth said before hanging up the phone.

These two individuals each have their own agendas and are neither truly loyal; however, getting them to share and cooperate is still quite difficult.

“Next…” Amuro tapped his fingers on the table, staring at the investigation information on the computer screen, his eyes flickering.

I really want to just take action against these guys; the gains would definitely be substantial.

"Buzz buzz~"

The phone vibrated.

It's a message.

The shop manager has a black heart.

[Amuro, based on the guests' feedback, the types of food we need to prepare tomorrow may need to be slightly changed...]

This is followed by a long list of product names.

Actually, these are all the things the unscrupulous store manager said he wanted to eat today.

Oh, and don't forget, we need to go buy groceries early tomorrow, otherwise they won't be fresh!

Dear store manager, you didn't forget to give me a reminder.

"..."

Amuro silently hung up the phone, a thought creeping onto his mind about going to Europe to make a big splash.

Do you think it's easy to gather intelligence on your own?
"drop!"

A video call request came through on the computer.

Amuro took a deep breath and agreed to the other party's request.

"Bourbon, a powerful figure will be going to Japan soon, and you'll be in charge of looking after him."

The other party in the call did not reveal their face; all the camera captured was endless darkness.

"Yes, Boss..."

Amuro nodded first, then asked for specific information about this formidable figure.

"He was a highly skilled expert that the organization brought in from abroad, at considerable cost, to deal with the Dark Knight."

The Big Boss's voice rang out.

This disguised mechanical male voice doesn't sound like a good person at all.

"This..." Amuro hesitated. Could he win? They were just sent to their deaths.

"You just arrange for them to meet. If necessary, I can give you some authority."

"Discard some unnecessary pieces."

Similar actions will certainly not be uncommon in the future...

……

"Ah!"

Lin Feng suddenly sneezed.

"Is someone cursing me in their heart?"

The repairman turned his head and looked at the busy figure in the kitchen with an unfriendly gaze.

Seemingly sensing the death stare from the store manager, Amuro froze and turned to look.

What's this guy up to now?
Amuro turned to look outside with a helpless expression.

In addition to the promotional activities, there were also tasting events. Miss Azi set up a table outside the door, and the neighborhood became much livelier because of her.

That tired little rascal!
After a busy lunch break, Amuro finally got a short rest.

"Isn't this employee onboarding assessment a bit too harsh?"

Uncle Mori sat to the side, glanced at the repairman, and asked.

"What if he has another purpose in returning to Polo? Of course, we should test him," Lin Feng said, arms crossed.

They need some serious training!

"What purpose could he possibly have..." Conan scoffed.

Even if Mr. Amuro became a detective, what secrets could a coffee shop possibly hold worth investigating?
"Manager, can we talk?" Amuro called out from the doorway.

He meant he wanted to go out and talk.

"If anything happens to me, remember to call the police," Lin Feng said, standing up.

"Hey, hey, hey..." Uncle Mori looked up from his newspaper and at the two of them.

Being a ruthless company president is a high-risk profession, but watching these two fight is quite a sight to behold.

"..."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Amuro walked out of the shop without saying a word.

The two of them walked one after the other into the alley next to the shop.

"The organization sent people here to get rid of you."

With no one around, Amuro got straight to the point.

"Who?" Lin Feng looked at him.

What other usable talent does the organization have?

"He's a professional assassin hired from abroad, supposedly a legendary figure." Amuro shook his head; he didn't know his exact identity, only that he was responsible for providing information support.

Legendary assassins can't be hired with money alone, and besides, the other party doesn't necessarily trust the organization's arrangements.

I can't provide much information myself.

"hehe."

"Let's talk about it once he's safely here," Lin Feng smiled, not caring about it.

The so-called legend is a title that can only be obtained after death.

Wake up, the legend that hasn't died is definitely not the real thing.

"This promotion should end now," Amuro said, looking at the other person with an unfriendly expression.

Have you had enough of this?
"I'm reminding you, there are security cameras here." Lin Feng pointed to a brightly lit camera in a corner on the second floor behind the other person.

With this, Hiroki can more easily check the situation.

"Where is Pramia?" Amuro glanced at the camera and asked again.

You got rid of him.

If they can't find him alive, the police should at least ask where he died.

At the very least, we need to confirm that the other party is dead. That way, nothing else will go wrong.

"The deceased always need some offerings to rest in peace," Lin Feng said, looking up at the azure sky and shaking his head.

You won't find her.

This guy, reduced to ashes, can hardly be called a legend. (End of Chapter)