Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"Damn it, where is it?"

After losing the match and leaving the field, Okita kept groping his body, looking for the talisman that he had shown to everyone before, passed down through generations.

"Is that important?" Tie Jian asked, looking at his expression.

Just ask for another one. Wearing that kind of thing won't actually increase your strength.

"What do you know? We have to find it." Okita remembered that he had been to the locker room after coming from the crime scene, and without caring about how the game was going, he ran straight outside.

We can't let this guy see the picture of his sister inside the amulet.

That scene must have been very awkward.

Hattori and Onimaru were preparing for the final match, and no one had time to pay attention to Okita.

"So, do you think we have a chance?" Conan looked up at Lin Feng and Tie Jian and asked.

"Of course, we're guaranteed to win."

"I'm talking about Onimaru Takeshi," Lin Feng said with a smile.

How could they possibly win unless a meteorite fell from the sky and smashed Onimaru Takeshi to pieces?

“Actually, Onimaru Takeshi was also quite exhausted after his battle with Okita,” Tetsuken said, rubbing his chin.

"So there's still a chance of winning?" Conan asked the swordsman.

If we want to see some excitement, if we want to see a confession scene, is there still a chance?
"No, Hattori can only hold out a little longer at most." Tetsukami shook his head decisively.

Osaka Black Chicken is still not as good as Okita in terms of strength.

The difference is quite obvious to insiders. Onimaru Takeshi is stronger than Okita, but he is not at all at this level. The match is also more exciting, with both of them using their best moves.

The two professionals don't seem to think much of Hattori, so let's turn our attention back to the competition field.

"To be honest, I have urgent business and need to leave as soon as possible," Onimaru asked about the time before speaking to Hattori.

"What happened?" Hattori frowned. Was something urgent really happening, as he was asking this question at this time?

As a detective, he could understand if it were a matter of life and death.

“Honorary citizen,” Onimaru Takeshi said.

"What did you say?" Hattori was a little confused.

Who died?
"The Governor of Tokyo came to my house and said he wanted to award me the title of Honorary Citizen," Onimaru Takeshi explained.

Because of his outstanding skill, he always won the championship, so...

"Huh???" Hattori looked incredulous.

What nonsense are you spouting?

You want to give me the championship, using such a bizarre reason?

"I'm about to rush back and personally refuse him," Onimaru said, shaking his head violently.

"Do not make jokes!"

"Let him wait and see!" Hattori's eyes sharpened.

Who would want a championship won for such a reason!
Take this game seriously!

"You've got guts, Hattori!" Lin Feng, who was not far away and had amazing hearing, heard it clearly and waved to the black chicken, calling out.

What a pity, I almost got to watch the show.

After Lin Feng finished shouting, he turned his head and looked at the two figures, one master and one servant, on the stands.

Ooka Momiji, with short hair and wearing the uniform of Kyoto Izumi Shin High School, was holding a cup of black tea and looking at the stage with a smile.

The butler, Iori Muga, dressed in all black, stood respectfully to the side, where he met the repairman's gaze.

This time, because Miss Hongye was right beside him, he didn't try to dodge as he had before.

"Oh?"

"Is there a master?" Iron Sword noticed Lin Feng's expression and turned to look as well, then narrowed his eyes.

This skill, which is similar to telepathy, is quite amazing. If masters don't disguise themselves, they can spot each other in a crowd at a glance.

"..." Being stared at by both of them at the same time, Iori Muga also felt immense pressure.

"Alright, I think Hattori won't be able to confess this time." Lin Feng smiled, patted Tetsuken's shoulder, and together they looked away, openly expressing their regret in front of Kazuha.

"Confess, confess, confess to whom?" Kazuha blushed instantly and couldn't even speak properly.

"Brother Lin Feng." Xiao Lan quickly shook her head and gave him a wink.

How could you say that at this time?

"Of course, I confessed to that woman, Kudo," Lin Feng said, scratching Conan's head.

You thought it was about you.

Actually, these two are the true lovers.

“Uh…” Kazuha was completely stunned.

"Sister Kazuha, Brother Lin Feng is just talking nonsense." Conan straightened his hair and quickly said to Kazuha.

Please don't come up with any weird storylines.

"Heiji just keeps talking about Kudo, Kudo, Kudo all day long..." Kazuha was really annoyed by this.

She certainly didn't believe Hattori would confess to Kudo, but it was also a headache to hear him constantly talking about other men.

Even while eating okonomiyaki, I have to say, next time I'll bring Kudo here to eat it too...

"..." Xiaolan was speechless for a moment.

Hattori definitely misses Shinichi too much.

"Contestants, please get ready!"

The referee called out to both sides.

"Who is that person?" Onimaru ignored him and asked about Hattori, the figure holding a katana next to Lin Feng.

"Let's finish the fight first!"

Hattori had a serious expression on his face.

"Game start!"

The final has officially begun.

Onimaru Takeshi faced Hattori, who was bursting with anger and pent-up frustration, and did not win easily.

In reality, most fights are about giving it your all.

Hattori has now mobilized all his energy and spirit, becoming incredibly sharp and launching fierce attacks.

Seeing his condition, Onimaru Takeshi's eyes flickered. Instead of launching a fierce attack, he used each move to neutralize the opponent's offensive.

"Hard work pays off." Lin Feng caught Conan, who had run away from him, and rubbed the dog's head as he spoke.

After this battle, Hattori's strength will improve significantly. This kind of enlightenment is very rare.

"I think he should really thank that bald guy over there," Iron Sword said, looking at Conan's head.

That's a big head, but the hair looks pretty good.

"What does that mean?" Conan, too lazy to fix his hair, asked with a helpless expression.

"Although Hattori seemed very imposing and aggressive, he still had weaknesses. With the bald man's strength, he could have exploited them, but he didn't."

At Lin Feng's invitation, Tie Jian rubbed Conan's head and began to explain.

On the contrary, Onimaru Takeshi is essentially giving Hattori some pointers.

"break!"

On the field, Hattori was already panting heavily, his eyes focused, his mental energy concentrated, as he thrust out his final sword.

The sword strike was fierce and swift, aimed directly at vital points.

Yes, this was the final strike, the one that had been poured all into it.

Onimaru's eyes narrowed, and he shifted his stance, finally blocking the rather threatening sword strike.

Seeing this sword strike means that today's time was not wasted.

When we meet again, they might become a formidable opponent who requires serious consideration and can bring us enjoyment.

Talent is a difficult thing to define.

"Hattori-kun, are you alright?!"

Hattori collapsed to the ground, covered in sweat, and someone immediately rushed over to check on his condition.

"I...I'm fine." Hattori lay on the ground, still panting, looking somewhat exhausted.

"congratulation."

Onimaru took a few steps closer, said something, and then turned and left.

The Governor of Tokyo is still at home; he needs to hurry back.

"Congratulations?"

The staff members standing nearby were somewhat confused. "You're the champion! Who are you congratulating?"

"Thank you so much this time!" Hattori, having regained some strength, raised his hand and shouted loudly at the departing figure.

Onimaru Takeshi didn't turn around, he just waved his hand, but before leaving, he still turned his head to look at the hedgehog-headed guy in the stands.

See you next time!
The competition has come to a complete end.

Onimaru Takeshi won the championship again.

Hattori was quite exhausted and needed to rest for a while before he recovered.

In the athletes' lounge of the stadium.

"Heiji, are you alright?" Kazuha asked with concern after checking on Hattori's condition.

It suddenly collapsed, it was terrifying.

“Of course, I’m better than ever before.” Hattori smiled and gave an OK sign.

This is no exaggeration; he has truly made a breakthrough.

"Get some rest. We'll practice tomorrow and see how much you've improved," Tie Jian said, standing to the side.

That state of complete concentration, breaking through in battle, is rare and truly enviable.

"No problem!" Hattori readily agreed.

He felt he had reached a new level of mastery of the skills and was in dire need of combat instruction.

Seeing that he was alright and in good spirits, Kazuha was relieved.

"By the way, where did Kudo go?" Hattori looked around and blurted out.

Only after he said it did his expression change.

Oops, I said the wrong thing!

"Kudo?"

"When did he arrive?" Kazuha was surprised that Heiji would bring up Kudo again at this time.

Even though the other party didn't show up.

"Hattori, Shinichi isn't here," Ran reminded him.

"Yes, yes, I was just confused for a moment and talked nonsense, hahaha~" Hattori scratched his head and laughed awkwardly.

"..."

Ran and Kazuha exchanged a glance.

Do you agree?
Outside the lounge.

Lin Feng called out to his younger brother Kudo, who was about to enter.

"My hair looks like a bird's nest," Conan said, rubbing his head.

I'll just get a buzz cut tomorrow, so you don't ruin it for me like Genta...

"Don't worry, your hair is safe from now on," Lin Feng said with a laugh.

"What do you mean?"

Conan looked at the repairman with a puzzled expression.

"I'm planning a trip to Europe, and afterwards I need to take down an assassin organization."

"No, maybe we should deal with that assassin organization first," Lin Feng said with a smile, leaning against the wall and looking around to make sure no one was in the corridor.

I seem to have accumulated a lot of work, but I've been too lazy lately.

"An assassin organization?"

"Is it difficult to handle?" Conan asked, frowning.

Suddenly it feels like we're saying goodbye, and my heart is pounding with anxiety...

"They're not that hard to deal with. This kind of organization doesn't have much loyalty anyway. Just kill them all." Lin Feng's words revealed murderous intent, but his face was full of sunshine, creating a stark contrast.

"In that case, I'll be back soon, right?" Conan thought with a sigh of relief.

This time, the dog-headed detective didn't try to dissuade the killer from doing anything like that.

Advice was useless.

"I'll probably be back a little late. I'll wander around outside for a bit." Lin Feng shook his head.

"Don't worry, I'll be more careful when you're not around." Conan knew he couldn't afford to be reckless without his stabilizing presence, so he immediately assured him.

Of course, the duration of his guarantee still needs to be investigated.

"I'm not worried about that. With Hiroki keeping an eye on things, nothing will happen."

"Just letting you know that the investigation into Amuro will continue," Lin Feng said with a smile.

Your game must go on.

"Still investigating?"

“I’ve been exposed.” The dog-headed detective shook his head.

I don't even know what Mr. Amuro thinks of me yet, so why should I rush up and investigate?

"Don't worry, he won't kill you," Lin Feng reassured him.

"Fine, I'll keep an eye on him." Conan nodded helplessly when he saw the guy's expression.

"Wait a moment."

"Who is he?"

Suddenly, the dog-headed detective realized something.

How can I find out someone's identity without risking my own safety?
How come I didn't connect these things before!
"You'll have to look that up yourself."

Lin Feng smiled, and just then, the door to the lounge next door opened.

The conversation was abruptly ended, and Conan shut his mouth.

"You're here? They said they're hungry and it's time to go eat!" Hattori poked his head out and winked at Kudo.

That was close! I almost got exposed if you weren't inside.

"Then let's eat..." Conan looked speechless.

Why are you winking? I just asked the crucial question.

The group left the stadium and found a restaurant to eat.

Lin Feng took out Yuzuo's gold card to treat everyone.

Swipe away as much as you want!
Conan was incredibly envious.

I haven't even used my dad's card more than a few times.

After dinner, Lin Feng drove Tie Jian back to his small apartment.

As for Hattori, he naturally chose to squeeze in and sleep with that woman, Kudo.

After settling Tie Jian in, Lin Feng returned to the villa.

Curaçao had just finished dinner and was watching evening television programs.

News reports indicate a murder has occurred at the Dongdu Gymnasium.

This is the place where Lin Feng and his friends went to watch the game today...

"Have you run into another murder case?" Curaçao asked the repairman who sat down next to him.

That's really bizarre...

"Yeah, it's because I need to go to the restroom again." Lin Feng nodded helplessly.

I didn't even have time to eat lunch.

"Looks like I won't even be able to go to the toilet anymore," Curaçao said with a smile.

"Last time on the plane, someone died in the toilet," Lin Feng recounted several similar cases.

“I’m a little uneasy about going abroad to cause them trouble.” As she spoke, Curaçao fell silent, looking at Lin Feng before speaking.

Her eyes are beautiful; it's natural and can't be imitated.

"Hahaha, they're about to be in big trouble!"

Lin Feng laughed, grabbed Curaçao's cheeks with both hands, and pinched them hard.

If only I had another hand, I could take a picture.

"you!"

Curaçao also launched a counterattack, pushing her opponent to the ground.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and it seemed that a war was about to break out here.

Draw the curtains and ask unauthorized personnel to leave... (End of Chapter)