Seeing Yukiko come out, Chen Feng's lips curled into a smile:

"Ms. Yukiko, now is not the time to reveal my true colors."

I had a very pleasant time with you today, and I look forward to seeing you again at my performance in two days. Goodbye!

After saying this, Chen Feng decisively pressed the button on the playing card gun in his hand.

The steel cable connected to the muzzle tightened instantly, sending Chen Feng flying upwards.

"That despicable thief!"

Watching Chen Feng leave, Yukiko stomped her foot angrily, but there was nothing she could do. She could only turn around and leave alone in a huff.

……

Night gradually fell.

Over at Chen Feng's coffee shop.

"Slurp! Boss! Another one!"

After finishing another cup of coffee, Yumi Miyamoto placed the empty cup on the table and called out to Chen Feng, who was at the front desk.

Sato Miwako, who had accompanied her to the store, looked helpless upon seeing this:

"Yumi, you've already had three drinks. Shouldn't you think about your wallet?"

Upon hearing this, Miyamoto Yumi waved her hand and said, "It wasn't open the last two times I came, so I'm just making up for it by drinking more drinks. Miwako, would you like another drink?"

"Never mind, I haven't finished my drink yet."

Sato Miwako picked up her coffee cup and took another small sip, as if afraid that if she opened her mouth too wide, she would waste half a day's wages.

"Ok."

Yumi Miyamoto nodded and said nothing more.

A short while later, Chen Feng brought over a steaming cup of coffee.

"Madam, please enjoy your meal."

Chen Feng smiled and brought the coffee to Miyamoto Yumi.

Yumi Miyamoto eagerly picked up her coffee cup, blew on it twice, and then took a sip.

"Ah~ It's delicious. By the way, boss, why were you closed the other day? I made two wasted trips."

While sipping her coffee, Yumi Miyamoto casually asked.

Miwako Sato also looked over.

Chen Feng said, "Oh, I just arrived, and the store doesn't have everything yet, so I've gone to buy things a few times."

"I see."

Miyamoto Yumi didn't think much of it, nodded, and didn't ask any further questions.

Just then, the news broadcast came on the public television in the café on cue:

[Breaking news: Today marks a full day since the Phantom Thief Kid sent his notice, and there are only two days left before he takes action.]

However, the police have still not deciphered the hidden information in the notice. Does this mean that the Beika City Metropolitan Police Department will be caught off guard by the actions of Phantom Thief Kid?

An elegant, cunning thief, a petty criminal who has repeatedly succeeded in his heists in the United States—can the Japanese police catch him? We eagerly await the answer…

"These reporters who love to watch the drama unfold."

Upon hearing the way the Phantom Thief Kid was referred to in the news, Miwako Sato couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.

Then, as if remembering something, she turned her gaze towards Chen Feng:

"Chen Jun".

Upon hearing Sato Miwako's voice, Chen Feng looked up and gazed at her.

Do you know Phantom Thief Kid?

"Hmm... I guess I know a little bit." Chen Feng nodded, not denying it.

"So what do you think of this thief? Do you also think he's some kind of phantom thief gentleman?"

Sato Miwako asked with a curious expression.

Upon hearing her question, Miyamoto Yumi put down her coffee cup, looked at Chen Feng, and waited for his answer.

"Um……"

Chen Feng pretended to ponder for a moment before slowly speaking:

"I think a thief is a thief. Even if his actions and methods attract attention, it doesn't change the fact that he stole. I also believe that with the police's capabilities, they will catch that thief sooner or later."

"Then I'll take your kind words."

Miwako Sato replied with a smile.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Inside a temporary office for Metropolitan Police Department officers in the Suzuki Building.

Inspector Nakamori looked at the group of detectives in front of him with a worried expression.

At this moment, the group of elite officers from the Pursuit Division 2 looked as if they had swallowed something awful, their faces extremely grim.

After another long silence, Inspector Nakamori finally lost his patience and spoke up:

"Is it really that difficult? Is it impossible to unravel the secret in that thief's advance notice?"

dong dong dong-

There was a knock on the door of the temporary office.

"Enter!"

Officer Nakamori spoke up.

Then a police officer walked in from the door and gave a standard salute.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Officer Nakamori couldn't wait to speak.

"So, has that high school detective been found yet?"

"I'm sorry, Inspector, we haven't found any trace of Shinichi Kudo."

The officer answered truthfully, which left Officer Nakamori feeling disappointed.

Unexpectedly, when he regrouped and prepared to face Kid again, he encountered difficulties at the very first step - he couldn't solve the notice!

This immediately gave Officer Nakamori a feeling of having gotten off to a bad start.

However, the police officer's next words at the door gave Officer Nakamori hope again.

“However… Inspector, although we haven’t found Shinichi Kudo, I have found another detective who says he can unlock the secret of the notice.”

……

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Chapter 227 The Great Detective? Kogoro Mouri!

"Oh? A detective who can decipher the pre-announcement letter? Who is it?"

Officer Nakamori immediately became interested.

No sooner had Inspector Nakamori finished speaking than a burst of unrestrained laughter came from the doorway:

"Hahaha, of course it's me, the famous detective, Kogoro Mouri!"

Everyone looked towards the doorway and saw a middle-aged man with a small mustache standing there, with a child dressed in blue children's clothes beside him.

"This uncle..."

Seeing Kogoro Mouri's unrestrained smile, Conan sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.

However, he had already secretly written down the secret of the notice on a piece of paper and placed the note with the answer on Kogoro Mouri's desk.

I'm sure even if you just read it aloud, Uncle Mori wouldn't mispronounce it.

Inspector Nakamori was taken aback when he saw Kogoro Mouri and his companion walk in: "Mouri? What brings you here?"

"Ah, of course, I heard that your Metropolitan Police Department needs a highly capable detective to help out, and as a famous detective myself, it is my duty to do so."

"You... famous detective..."

Officer Nakamori's lips twitched.

Although they rarely saw each other after Kogoro Mouri resigned from the Metropolitan Police Department, he still knew a little about the situation of this police elite from ten years ago after his resignation.

It's not that it doesn't fit the title of "famous detective," but rather that it's completely unrelated!

"Hey--"

Inspector Nakamori sighed softly, and, with the thought of trying anything as a last resort, began to speak:

"Well then, Detective Mori, could you please explain this notice to us?"

Seemingly oblivious to the change in Inspector Nakamori's expression, Kogoro Mouri continued his nonchalant manner, casually strode to the front of the temporary office.

Looking at the image of Chen Feng's announcement letter on the big screen, he said:

“Look, the first sentence in the announcement, ‘Chopin’s sighs wandered across the seventh key,’ naturally refers to the pianist Frédéric Chopin, and the ‘key’ naturally refers to the keys of a piano.”

Officer Nakamori nodded without interrupting.

They had already thought of this, but they didn't understand what the thief Kaito Kid meant by writing sighs and piano keys.

Seeing that no one had any objections.

This gave Kogoro Mouri even more confidence.

Although the answer to this notice was written on a note that inexplicably appeared on his desk, that didn't stop the famous detective Kogoro Mouri from using it to analyze the situation!

"Cough cough..."

Kogoro Mouri cleared his throat and then spoke:

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