Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

After having two vials of blood drawn, the detective stopped mentioning going to see Mr. Bruce and drank two glasses of milk before falling asleep.

The doctor couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

The effect is excellent.

"What a nuisance," the evil scientist muttered, grimacing.

I had to force myself to do it.

Everything was peaceful here, and the famous detective stopped bothering the foreigner. However, on the other side, the foreigner came knocking on their door.

"This is the Mouri Detective Agency."

A foreign man wearing a trench coat and sunglasses arrived at the office in Beika-cho 5-chome.

Bruce made some disguises, ripped off his beard, and styled his hair, transforming himself from a somewhat artistic-looking man into a fashionable middle-aged foreign uncle.

The office lights were off, so no one must be home.

Bruce looked down at the coffee shop downstairs.

At this time, the children should all be in bed, so why is the door still open?
"Dingling~"

As I pushed open the door, the wind chimes began to ring.

Amuro, who was lost in thought, snapped out of it and looked toward the door.

"welcome."

He smiled and greeted the foreign man.

"A coffee, please." Bruce walked in and sat down at the bar. He was still speaking English, and revealing that he knew another language would undoubtedly cause some trouble.

"Please wait a moment." Amuro nodded.

He stayed here to wait for Lin Feng and the others to return, but it was already evening and he still hadn't seen them.

Miss Azi and the others even called to ask before they left work...

"I heard there's a very famous detective living upstairs. Is he really that good?" Bruce asked, showing a keen interest in detective work.

Disguising oneself to gather intelligence is a basic skill; if resources allow, one can employ more high-tech methods.

However, Bruce is currently only questioning that mysterious sixth sense; he can't actually do that.

Haha, how could I have sensed danger from a child? How ridiculous.

"Yes, Mr. Mori is indeed very talented; he is the Sleeping Detective." Amuro said with a smile as he handed the coffee to the foreign man.

Is there anything you'd like to entrust to me?

Amuro remembers where Mori-sensei and Ran went to eat; there shouldn't be anyone at home now.

“No, I just saw the news report and happened to be nearby, so I thought I’d come and take a look.” Bruce waved his hand and took a sip of his coffee.

This coffee shop is pretty good; at least the staff member is friendly and works efficiently.

"Mr. Mori does appear in the news quite often..." Amuro smiled helplessly.

We're always dealing with cases, so everyone's gotten used to it.

"Dingling~"

While the two were talking, Lin Feng and Curaçao finally returned to the shop.

"We stopped by Okuho-cho for a meal on the way. We weren't in a hurry, were we?" Lin Feng glanced at the foreign man, then placed the bags and packages he had bought on the table.

These are all things that can be used in the store.

"On the way..." Hearing this, Amuro was speechless and sorted out the various materials.

Where exactly did this "on the way" lead?

"Is this your friend?" Lin Feng looked at the foreign man and asked Amuro.

"He's a customer who came for coffee."

Amuro had no idea what the heartless shopkeeper was up to this time, and could only offer a helpless explanation.

"Hey, what do you think of Beika Town?" Lin Feng asked with a smile, sitting down next to him as if they were old friends. "Not bad, everyone's very welcoming." Bruce didn't seem to find anything wrong with the man's behavior.

He couldn't sense anything from this person.

He looks tall and thin, and doesn't seem to have any fighting ability at all.

He can kill six of these seemingly weak but good-looking chickens in a minute.

On the contrary, the blond-haired, dark-skinned shop assistant looked like he had trained and worked out, so he was probably more skilled.

"Really? I always feel that the people in Beika Town are too enthusiastic, which can easily scare people away," Lin Feng said, rubbing his chin.

"Like you are now?"

Curaçao didn't know why the Dark Knight was being so enthusiastic towards a stranger today, but it was clear that the other party didn't seem to want to continue the conversation.

"You forgot? Someone strapped a bomb to their head and stormed into a coffee shop today," Lin Feng said, patting the foreign man on the shoulder.

Be careful when you're out and about; it could be terrible if you run into bad people.

Upon seeing the repairman's actions, both Amuro and Curaçao frowned and looked at the foreign man.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

"It's getting late, I should head back." Bruce took out some money and placed it on the table, nodded to the clerk who had made a good first impression, stood up, and left the coffee shop.

"Is there something wrong with him?" Amuro asked, watching the foreign man disappear through the door.

Oh, right, they're looking for Kogoro Mouri.

Could it be a criminal seeking revenge?

Amuro never doubted the Dark Knight's abilities.

"Aren't you friends? Otherwise, why would you be exchanging emails?" Lin Feng handed Bruce's cup to Bourbon.

"You mean, he's the legendary assassin hired by the organization?!" Amuro was slightly taken aback, then asked with a look of astonishment.

"Can't let him go!"

Curaçao knew about this as well, and his eyes immediately sharpened.

They were sent by the organization!
"Wait a minute, how did he find his way here?" Amuro stopped Curaçao, who was trying to get a knife from the kitchen, and asked Lin Feng.

The organization searched for a long time but couldn't find it. Both he and Vermouth were completely fooled. How could this guy find the right place so easily?
"He didn't come to see me."

Lin Feng grabbed Curaçao's wrist, shook his head, and said.

Anyone who leaves that organization will react with fury, just like an old cat, whenever they hear any related information.

“He did say that he heard there was a very skilled detective here…” Seeing that the ruthless shopkeeper wasn’t in a hurry, Amuro relaxed a bit.

But why come to see Mr. Mori?

"Clearly, this assassin is being watched," Lin Feng snapped his fingers and said with a smile.

No, it should be said that they've been targeted by Death.

"Too dangerous."

Amuro took out his phone.

He didn't think the detective had any chance of winning against a ruthless killer; it was safer to contact some people.

“It’s alright, tonight I’ll make him a true legend.”

……

"what happened?"

Once in the taxi, Bruce dropped all pretense and told the driver his destination in Japanese.

Sitting in the back seat, he looked as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

chill.

A bone-chilling cold swept over them, and the darkness seemed to want to swallow them whole. (End of Chapter)