Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Young Master Kudo spent all his allowance on urination, so Lin Feng naturally returned with a full load, his pickup truck almost overflowing with his money.

Perhaps because they hadn't reached Tokyo yet, the Grim Reaper hadn't made a move.

Young Master Kudo avoided disaster by spending money and returned safely to Beika Town.

"Hello, Mr. Amuro."

Upon entering Poirot, Conan immediately faced Amuro, and sweat instantly beaded on his forehead.

This person has a sharp and keen gaze; being stared at like that makes me feel a little uneasy.

And they even got caught following him before.

"Conan-kun, have you been involved in any social issues activities lately?" Amuro suddenly smiled, placed the juice in front of him, patted the dog's head, and asked with a smile.

"Yes, there have been some activities lately..." Conan gave a slightly embarrassed smile and looked to the repairman for help.

Say something, you're just watching me get questioned.

What secret is Mr. Amuro hiding?
"Hehe." Lin Feng smiled at the dog-headed detective, holding his coffee cup.

It's quite interesting to watch people being questioned.

"You can't believe what some people say," Amuro said earnestly.

This child is no ordinary child.

I don't know why the store manager would put this kind of trouble on my shoulders.

Amuro has been very busy lately. There are too many things happening on the organization's side, and he has to switch back and forth between his dual identities. He also has to come to the store to work and get close to the Dark Knight. Even if he has some doubts about Conan, he doesn't have the energy to investigate.

"..."

"I...I understand..." Conan nodded.

Compared to him, Mr. Amuro certainly seems easier to believe...

"When you're out and about, trusting everyone will only get you into trouble," Lin Feng said, glancing at Amuro.

"..."

……

Several days passed in a row.

All was calm.

Of course, it only looks sunny and pleasant on Lin Feng's side; it's still quite safe to stay in the shop.

These past few days, Uncle Mori has lost another client, and Detective Doghead has solved two murder cases, so he hasn't had time to bother Amuro.

"You suddenly want to stay at our house?"

"why?"

Polo Coffee Shop.

Uncle Mori looked at the Osaka black chicken in front of him and asked speechlessly.

Since you're representing the school in this competition, they should provide accommodation for you students, right?

And why does it always come so suddenly?

“Not just me, but also Kazuha, so I’ll have to bother you!” Hattori said with a big smile.

I've gotten used to living here, and I can even chat with Kudo. The coffee shop downstairs offers free food and drinks...

There are so many benefits, it's impossible to list them all.

"Is there still an empty apartment at Lin Feng's place?" Uncle Mori asked the repairman.

“There are already guests, from Kyoto,” Lin Feng said, shaking his head as well.

Hattori came specifically for Kudo, didn't you know that?

"Alright, but how many days will this competition last?" Uncle Mori picked up the newspaper next to him and asked while reading it.

"Two days for the team competition, one day for the individual competition, three days in total," Hattori said, holding up three fingers.

The schedule is quite tight. So many high schools were invited to participate, but the competition only lasts for three days. It's incredibly intense and very exciting.

"Will Iron Sword participate?" Conan asked curiously.

It seems like this person also came to Tokyo, right?

"Please, if he participates, we'll all withdraw," Hattori said, waving his hand dismissively.

He underwent a week of special training, and he was thoroughly tormented by the tiger that kept scaring him.

Has anyone tried the tiger wake-up service?

I!
Upon opening my eyes, a gaping maw filled with the stench of blood appeared before me; the feeling was indescribable.

Of course, Master Iron Sword said that this is also a form of cultivation.

“Your opponent is indeed not Iron Sword,” Lin Feng nodded and said.

That unemployed person is unlikely to participate in the competition organized by the school.

“I know, Okita is indeed a tough guy to deal with,” Hattori said seriously.

He trained with Iron Sword, so his skills must have improved considerably.

"I wasn't talking about him," Lin Feng shook his head.

Okita is alright too.

"Speaking of high school students who are good at kendo..."

"That guy who's like a demon." Conan suddenly remembered Onimaru Takeshi, who had a big bald head.

That thing seems more powerful than Okita, right?

Moreover, the other person is studying in Tokyo and might be able to attend this competition.

"Kou...you'll still bet on me to win, right?" Hattori wanted to find some confidence in his friend.

“Of course!” Conan nodded.

Anyway, I don't gamble.

I had no money; I gave it all to Lin Feng.

……

The next day.

The day of the official competition.

Today is a team competition.

Each high school's kendo club uses a points-based system for advancement.

Lin Feng picked up Tie Jian, who was staying in his small apartment, and together they headed towards the Dongdu Gymnasium.

"Didn't that organization cause you any trouble last time?" Iron Sword asked the man in black, clutching his katana.

"They've been looking for you," Lin Feng said with a smile.

The hooded samurai left them with considerable psychological trauma.

If Gin wants to find you, he'll just unleash heavy firepower and tear you to pieces.

"They don't look like good people. Next time we meet, we won't let them off so easily." When Tie Jian heard that the other party wanted to retaliate, he immediately decided to attack them severely.

"I can give you the address."

Lin Feng was quite willing to do this, and he was laughing a little too happily.

I'll cover all the round-trip airfare and hotel costs.

Amidst laughter and conversation, the two arrived at the competition venue, verified their identities, and then entered the stadium.

The matches are being played in groups on the field.

Lin Feng immediately spotted Hattori's Kaifang High School and Okita's Izumi High School.

These two are practically sworn enemies.

"You've made quite a bit of progress!" Tetsukami said, rubbing his chin as he looked at the members of the Quanxin High School Kendo Club.

Judging from this, reaching the semifinals shouldn't be a problem.

On the other side, Hattori attends Kaifang High School.

I'm afraid that won't work.

According to the points system rules, it probably won't last many rounds.

However, it would be interesting to see these two face off in the subsequent individual matches.

"over there."

Lin Feng pointed to a bald high school student in the center of the field and said.

This guy is still so conspicuous.

"It's him. I've seen him play."

“Onimaru Takeshi,” Tetsuken said, his eyes lighting up.

It seems the champion of this individual competition has been found.

At least in Tetsuken's opinion, Okita and Hattori were inferior to him.

"I suddenly feel like I want to play in a match too," Iron Sword said as he watched.

"Without protection and carrying real weapons, I doubt anyone will fight you," Lin Feng said speechlessly.

You should know that this is where the children compete.

"Brother Lin Feng!"

Ran and Hazakura walked over with Conan.

Uncle Mori has to meet with a client in a divorce case and can't come over.

"The situation doesn't seem optimistic," Lin Feng said with a smile, looking at Hattori in the arena.

"There's no way. Even if we can get through today, we won't be able to make it to the semifinals tomorrow." Kazuha saw things clearly. The team was only relying on Hattori to carry them, and they wouldn't go far in the team competition.

"It's okay, you'll be fine in the individual competition," Xiaolan comforted He Ye. [That's hard to say...]

Conan looked at the bald man in the center of the field.

Everyone really came today.

Everyone who was supposed to be there has arrived.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a loud shout rang out in the arena. It was Okita who had fallen ill—or rather, unleashed his fury.

Five consecutive stabs!
Faced with some powerful opponents, he used powerful combos.

As expected, the battle ended instantly, and the opposing player was carried off on a stretcher.

Everyone's eyes were on the player from Quanxin High School.

It’s really fierce!

I hope I don't run into this guy.

Being carried off on a stretcher is not a pleasant experience.

Hattori was also looking at him.

Onimaru Takeshi is not being considered for now.

We still have to fight Okita!
"The game continues!"

A referee shouted, instantly drawing everyone's attention back to the referee.

Team competitions are all about scoring points!

It's not impossible for them to make it to the finals!

The morning's matches went smoothly, and none of the high schools that everyone was watching were eliminated. It looks like they've secured their place today.

There were still matches scheduled for the afternoon, so everyone stayed close to the venue and found a nearby restaurant to eat.

Of course, Hattori and the other contestants couldn't come out to eat alone, so it didn't matter to the audience.

"Mr. Iron Sword, are you still cultivating deep in the mountains?" Xiao Lan was still very curious about him.

Iron Sword, his mouth stuffed full, nodded.

"Let me tell you, he keeps a tiger..." Ye started chatting.

I'm not a zookeeper...

"Is everything alright? Will Mr. Amuro suspect me of anything?" Conan asked with some concern.

He doesn't know any specific information about Mr. Amuro yet.

What if I sense something's wrong and start investigating?

He doesn't have time for you.

"It'll be even busier in a while," Lin Feng said while eating.

Their two tables were equivalent to at least seven or eight tables of guests. They ate so fast and voraciously that the restaurant's chefs thought it was a team-building event and were cursing incessantly in the kitchen.

"Should I still investigate?" Conan asked, watching the guy perform while he ate.

"check."

"He's not going to kill you, what are you afraid of..."

……

The first day of team competition has ended.

As expected, Gaifang High School is on the verge of being eliminated.

Hattori also became somewhat silent.

"It's alright, Hattori, you've done very well," Kazuha comforted him.

As the key figure in the team, he performed well enough and did not show any signs of dejection or frustration.

"Take it easy, we already knew how it would turn out." Tie Jian crossed his arms, quite adept at comforting people.

“That’s right, Iron Sword is right,” Conan said with a smile, standing to the side.

"..."

Iron Sword glanced at the elementary school student.

Please don't use that tone.

"Yo!"

"Everyone!"

Outside the stadium, Okita, dressed in a kendo uniform, appeared and greeted everyone.

"To be honest, I'm a little worried," Lin Feng said, looking at the group and glancing up at the Dongdu Gymnasium.

I hope no one is targeting this place and wants to blow it up.

I'll have to ask Hiroki later if he's detected any criminal activity that might be about to occur here.

The atmosphere was much more relaxed when the young people got together, especially with that idiot Okita there.

This guy is still as immature as ever.

"Hattori, this is our destiny!"

"..."

The competition continued the next day.

Gaifang High School was successfully eliminated and failed to advance to the semi-finals.

Okita and Onimaru did manage to lead their teams into the semifinals, but they were both eliminated before they even met.

Team competitions require a lot of strategy and tactics, and schools with more balanced strengths are more likely to achieve good results.

However, these guys with flames erupting from their bodies didn't seem to care much about that.

The team lost the game because the teammates didn't try hard enough.

However, if you can't win an individual competition, then it's entirely your own problem!

"The individual competition only lasts one day, and there aren't too many people who have signed up. The top four can be determined in about a morning."

"We'll play a few more matches this afternoon and then it'll be completely over," Hattori briefly explained the match schedule for tomorrow to everyone.

For example, in each school's team, only one or two people sign up to participate.

Some who were injured during the competition didn't even register and went straight home.

“The interesting part is finally coming,” Iron Sword said, resting his chin on his hand.

"Before that."

"I have a job for you," Lin Feng said with a smile, patting Tie Jian on the shoulder.

Hooded Samurai, you can return to the battlefield once again!
"what?"

"Work?"

Iron Sword was taken aback, not understanding what the repairman meant.

A few hours later.

Night falls.

Iron Sword also received a yellow cartoon headgear.

It's similar to what I wore that night.

"You mean, you want me to wear this to attack a company?" Iron Sword shook his head repeatedly after realizing his target.

I'm not a criminal.

"It's a secret base of this company. There are secrets and sins hidden inside," Lin Feng said earnestly.

As a samurai or swordsman, how can one stand idly by and watch evil ensue?

"Are you telling the truth?" Tie Jian felt this was a bit far-fetched. How could a well-known company do something criminal in broad daylight?

"You'll know just when you go and take a look."

Lin Feng gave him a remote communication device and a specific address.

Hiroki will be in charge of directing him and providing support.

I have other goals to pursue.

Since the organization wants to withdraw, I, as a great philanthropist, should lend a hand.

"Stop here, then walk forward and turn left."

Iron Sword, now wearing a hood and carrying a katana, headed towards his target.

He still believed in Lin Feng.

Given the other party's strength, there's no reason for them to lie to me.

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Iron Sword, I'll open the door for you." The boy's voice came through the door.

Iron Sword stood in the dark alley.

With a click, the modern, high-tech metal door in front of us opened.

This feeling is so strange.

He opened the door for me right away...

There are a dozen or twenty guards underground, and a large number of surveillance cameras are also stored here, monitoring everything around 24 hours a day.

However, these things were completely ineffective against Hiroki.

They could even allocate personnel to clear the route for Iron Sword.

"There is definitely a problem here..." (End of Chapter)