Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

On his deathbed, Bruce surprisingly mentioned information about that organization.

"Wake up, don't think of yourself as some kind of hero." Lin Feng shook his body, showing no interest in his information, and said with a sneer.

They were all people who took money to do things and traded lives. Even if they weren't as ruthless as Pramiya, they were definitely not good people.

"Hehe, you're right, but I don't think it would be of any use to say some vicious curses."

As his past flashed before his eyes, Bruce couldn't recall any tender moments before his death; instead, he was filled with images of shooting people or creating traps and car accidents.

A review of my career.

"nerve."

Watching the other side sink into Tokyo Bay, Lin Feng couldn't help but shake his head.

If he had two more days, he would definitely write an autobiography of a hitman.

"Hiroki, we should go to Europe for a trip." Back in the car, Lin Feng took off his mask and said with a smile.

"No rush, they're not ready yet," Hiroki said with a hint of a smile.

Going now would result in too little loss; it's not worth it.

"I miss Gin a little."

"He probably doesn't want you..."

"That's what happens when the distance is far."

Lin Feng started the car and returned to his home in 2-chome.

Pushing open the door, I saw Curaçao leaning against the headboard, not covered by a blanket, just draped in a bath towel. She looked like she had just taken a shower, her figure radiant and beautiful.

"went well?"

Curaçao rose slightly, ignoring the towel that had slipped off, and asked.

"It's all taken care of. That assassin wasn't too formidable." Lin Feng took off his coat, picked up the shopping bag beside the bed, and rummaged through it.

“I found out his reputation; it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call him a legend…” Curaçao paused as she spoke, her face turning red.

These days, lingerie stores really sell everything.

Moreover, the less fabric used, the more expensive it is.

"Put on your clothes and get some rest..."

……

Silent all night.

The next day, at Dr. Agasa's house, Lin Feng finally saw the old agent Mary Akai after a long time.

"Hi, manager!"

Sera was as energetic as ever.

Lin Feng nodded to her, then looked at Mary, wondering if she had run out of the antidote.

“I found out who the organization’s number two is, and now he’s dead,” Akai Mary said, hugging her arms.

This also led to her leads being cut off again.

"died?!"

"How old is he?" Sera asked in surprise.

Conan also looked at Mary Akai.

This news is pretty explosive!
However, Lin Feng didn't seem surprised at all?
“It wasn’t a natural death; he fell to his death,” Mary said, shaking her head.

It won't be easy for her to investigate here.

"There's a police presence here; the Metropolitan Police Department officers didn't even go inside the scene."

This is a very important message.

"Mom, are you saying that the police killed that number two?" Shi Liang asked, deep in thought.

It seems like these intelligence organizations would tie someone up and torture them to extract information, so why would they just kill them?
"I do not know."

“Perhaps Mr. Lin Feng knows something,” Mary said, looking at the repairman.

This person is no ordinary person.

"I don't know anything." Lin Feng shook his head decisively and walked directly towards the doctor's kitchen.

I was just passing by and stopped to pick up some milk.

"..." Conan stared at the guy's retreating figure, already biting his fingernails. He didn't know about this; that was simply impossible.

Moreover, it's highly likely that it's related to this guy.

“If it’s not necessary, I advise you not to take medication so frequently. Nobody knows what the consequences will be.” The sinister scientist in the white coat handed Akai Mary a box full of capsules.

"That body will bring great difficulties to the investigation."

"Next, I'm going back to my country to investigate. Someone sent me a message saying that that organization has been making moves recently," Akai Mary said, putting away the medicine box and shaking her head.

These intelligence agencies can detect some of the organization's actions, but how far they can investigate depends entirely on the individual.

"What about me?" Sera asked, looking like she wanted to join the work.

Well, there aren't many people in this world who want to go to school.

“You stay here. The situation is still unclear, and we don’t know what those guys will do.” Mary ignored her daughter’s gaze.

It's either madness or tranquility, with the former being more likely.

"Tell me what happened!"

Conan chased after the repairman who had taken the milk out the door, following him closely and asking him questions.

Tell me about it!
You mean that Bruce?

"I threw him into the sea," Lin Feng said, taking a sip of milk.

"what?"

"Why?" the dog-headed detective asked, puzzled.

It's true that I suspect Mr. Bruce, but you're acting way too fast.

"He's an assassin, a really good one." Lin Feng tried to lift his leg and continue walking, but his pants were grabbed.

"Who are they here to kill?" Conan continued to ask.

"Me." Lin Feng tugged at his pants.

Sweatpants are easy to fall down.

"That's good……"

What a fool you would be to come and kill you...

Conan remained speechless.

The two, one big and one small, entered the villa. Lin Feng handed the milk to Curaçao and then sat down at the dining table to read the newspaper.

Yes, there was a robbery yesterday.

There's also an attempted murderer in Beika...

"What is she doing?" Conan asked, frowning as he watched Curaçao busy in the kitchen.

This doesn't taste good.

"Conan said he wants the extra-large portion." Lin Feng glanced at him and called out to Curaçao.

"I understand, I'll give him the same amount as you." Curaçao smiled, stirring something with a spatula.

"I...I don't need it..." Conan sensed something was wrong and tried to run away.

"Don't worry, it's much better than what Attorney Fei makes." Lin Feng patted his little shoulder and said with a smile.

To the dog-headed detective, that smile was extremely sinister.

"..." Conan struggled for a moment, but could only helplessly accept his fate.

Look at the person you're comparing yourself to, how can we even eat this meal?

"Will we be free soon?" Kudo asked the repairman in a low voice, avoiding Curaçao.

Although they can switch physical forms, they cannot openly appear in front of others.

"If someone discovers it, it will be dissected and studied anyway," Lin Feng reminded him, glancing at him.

Don't think you'll be safe just because you've avoided the organization.

There are plenty of bad people out there.

"You seem really eager to participate."

"Then I'll assign you a task," Lin Feng said with a smile, seeing that Conan still wanted to run away.

Like a devil's whisper, it completely stole the soul from the detective's soul... (End of Chapter)