Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"belch!"

"I'm stuffed!"

Hattori hadn't eaten this much in a long time.

Last time it was at a great restaurant.

As for this time...

"Is the flavor too bland?" Curaçao asked the group.

"Hmm, it would be even better with a little more salt," Lin Feng said as he ate.

Because a lot of food was distributed, his extra-large rice bowl needed to be paired with some high-end canned fast food.

"No problem, I understand!" Curaçao cleared away the dishes, smiled and nodded to Hattori and Conan, then went to the kitchen to get busy.

Everyone was very kind and finished everything.

"His looks delicious," Hattori said to Kudo in a low voice, glancing at the high-end canned goods.

"It's very expensive; the crab leg meat looks like it was just pulled from the sea." Conan nodded.

Aside from being expensive, it has no other drawbacks.

“We should have come half an hour later,” Hattori said, looking speechless.

They helped finish off so many vegetables, leaving Brother Lin Feng "forced" to eat canned food instead.

"Even if you whisper outside the door, I can still hear you," Lin Feng said to the two of them after emptying his rice bowl.

These two are both incredibly cunning.

However, Kudo is still the more shrewd one; it's been a long time since I've heard him speak ill of me to my face.

"Hehe." Hattori smiled sheepishly.

I forgot, sorry.

"Tell me, what happened to you this time?" Lin Feng asked Osaka Black Chicken.

The moment this guy shows up, something's bound to happen.

"It's a kendo tournament, open to high school students nationwide, and it's being held at the Tokyo Metropolitan Gymnasium. I'm a little curious about Okita and the others' condition," Hattori explained.

“You’re a detective, you’re different from them.” Lin Feng shook his head.

Kendo is a relatively important side quest for Hattori, but for Tetsukami and his group, it's a completely main quest.

If Okita had stayed on the mountain to train, his strength would have increased considerably.

All I can say is that Hattori is in a tough spot to beat.

"Damn it, I don't want to lose to that guy," Hattori said, clenching his fist.

This guy is so easily ignited.

"Go on, find someone to duel with," Lin Feng said, pointing outside.

Only in this way can we break through.

"..." Conan felt that Hattori would eventually be tricked by Lin Feng into selling him out.

"Wait a minute, I'm a little full." Hattori sat down again.

Who are you going to find yourself? A duel, indeed...

"And you, what did you find?" Lin Feng asked the dog-headed detective.

Your purpose in coming here isn't entirely innocent, is it? Don't think I can't see through it.

"I followed his car to a very desolate place, without a single person in sight," Conan said, glancing at Hattori and shaking his head.

"Who?"

Hattori immediately pressed for an answer.

"You should be keeping watch there," Lin Feng said with a smile.

The police will be taking some action tonight.

"It's a bit intriguing." Conan rested his chin on his hand, feeling a strong urge to head over right now.

It makes people curious about Mr. Amuro's secret.

"..." Okay, Hattori is more curious than Conan now.

I have no idea what these two people are talking about.

"Let's go to Kyoto, we can take a look at the iron sword."

On a whim, Lin Feng told Curaçao and drove with the two of them to the deep mountains of Kyoto.

But he forgot that this combination of two high school detectives was quite dangerous...

Direction to Kyoto.

A rest stop.

Actually, the distance wasn't that far, only a three or four-hour drive. For Lin Feng, there was no need to rest at all. However, he couldn't let the famous detective pee in his car.

"It's so slow, is Kudo done yet?" Hattori was getting sleepy waiting in the car.

Eating too much can make you sleepy.

However, Conan had been out of the car for seven or eight minutes. Even if he had to wait in line, he should have finished urinating by now. It wasn't like he was going to the women's restroom.

Suddenly, Lin Feng's fingers paused as he tapped the steering wheel to the rhythm of the radio song. A crowd had begun to gather ahead of them.

Many people left that place in a hurry.

I have a bad feeling...

……

"Aren't we still within the Tokyo area?"

Looking at the familiar combination of Inspector Megure and Takagi in front of him, Lin Feng couldn't help but ask in a speechless manner.

If you hold your pee for a while, maybe this won't happen!

"Brother Lin Feng, who was the first to discover the body?" The police had just arrived at the scene and hadn't even asked any questions yet when Fatty Orange directly asked a few busybodies.

They must know.

"It's that little kid!"

"He was in the women's restroom, shouting for us to call the police."

A woman in the crowd outside the police line pointed at Conan and shouted.

She answered the question on Lin Feng's behalf.

"..."

Everyone looked at Conan.

What were you doing in the women's restroom?
"I heard screams and ran inside to check the situation. The first person to discover it was probably the deceased's companion, Ms. Shina."

Conan, looking exasperated, gestured to introduce a bespectacled, somewhat quiet and reserved female college student standing to the side.

"Yes, we waited for almost twenty minutes, but Shina didn't come back, so we split up to look for her."

"As a result, when I went into the restroom to relieve myself and look for someone, I found Shina in the innermost stall..."

The girl wearing glasses was pale and spoke softly; Takagi had to move closer before he started taking notes.

She's the kind of person who, regardless of whether the restroom is full or not, will always choose to use the innermost stall first.

"She was strangled with a thin rope, and the murder weapon was left at the scene."

Conan put one hand in his pocket and looked at the four companions of the deceased, Ms. Shina.

They were all college classmates, two men and two women, who came out for a drive together.

"Even if there aren't many people in the women's restroom at this rest stop today, surely there should be two grown men going in, right?"

Hattori said, glancing at two of the girls.

"Since there were no sounds of intense fighting, the other two boys are more likely to be the perpetrators," Conan said thoughtfully.

Neither of them were fat; they were fair-skinned and clean-cut. If they had worn wigs, it wouldn't have been difficult for them to follow the victim into the bathroom.

In comparison, the dog-headed detective has a richer imagination.

"It was suicide."

Lin Feng crossed his arms and looked at the bustling crowd, speechless.

Yes, why couldn't it be suicide?

"Would she have wrapped a rope around her neck several times and then strangled herself with both hands?"

"You can do something like that?" Conan couldn't help but ask.

Who can do it?

"It doesn't seem too difficult." Lin Feng took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket and said while eating it.

If she wanted, she could also fire six shots into her own back.

In short, you need to resolve this matter quickly.

Any slower and the restaurants in Kyoto will be closing! (End of Chapter)