Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Chapter 17 Tickets
"What about Keiji Aso's case? Have the police started re-investigating it?" The doctor glanced at Lin Feng, who was silent, and asked curiously.

"Thanks to Mr. Yusaku for saying hello, the Criminal Department has been insisting on this matter, but the details depend on their interrogation skills."

Lin Feng shook his head. With the incident on Yueying Island exploding in the past two days, he, the man in black, no longer had anyone to care about him.

I don’t know if it was the writer with great supernatural powers who said hello in advance.

"Where's that Dr. Narumi?" After Dr. Ari learned about Aso Keiji, he felt sad for this doctor who had been dressing up as a woman for three years.

"Still on Yueying Island, he should return to Tokyo when the results are known. After all, Asai's family still has two parents." After Lin Feng finished speaking, the phone suddenly rang.

He, the repairman, has placed another order.

Conan watched the red pickup truck leave through the window.

"Doctor, what do you think..."

"I think it's okay, Shinichi." The doctor interrupted Conan.

This world is not just black and white. Sometimes people like Lin Feng are needed.

"Did he instill some strange thoughts into you?" Conan turned his head, revealing his half-moon eyes, and looked at his doctor speechlessly.

Ever since Lin Feng came to Mihua Town two years ago, why has his status plummeted?
"No, by the way, Shinichi, don't you have to go to school today?"

"Today is the weekend." Conan said, took out the homework in his schoolbag, and lay on the table writing furiously.

Dr. A Li touched his head. It seemed that the past four or five days had always been weekends. How could he have forgotten it?

When no one, including Lin Feng, an outsider, noticed it, the world gradually changed.

……

Downstairs of Japanese TV station.

Lin Feng looked speechlessly at the idol in front of him, who was wrapped tightly around him.

Okino Yoko’s car broke down again!
Seriously, should you consider getting a new car?

Looking at Lin Feng who opened the hood and began to perform maintenance, Yoko stood aside and asked with his little hands behind his back: "Mr. Lin Feng, are you free tomorrow?"

"Will the car break down tomorrow?" Lin Feng turned around and asked innocently.

"Aha, probably, no." Yoko tilted her head and said uncertainly.

Really, how could I know such a thing?

"If you want to do other things, there will be another price." Lin Feng reminded him.

"Of course, I will definitely pay!" Yoko nodded, his clear eyes filled with the word "rich".

Unlike those wives, she really doesn't have any wrong thoughts, at least not at this stage.

She just felt that Lin Feng was very powerful and wanted to make friends.

"Is there anything you need my help with tomorrow?"

Lin Feng said, buckled the hood, and happily collected the small change handed over by the rich woman.

"These are my concert tickets." Yoko took out a few tickets from her bag.

"Do you need a bodyguard?" Lin Feng didn't understand what the other party meant.

"No, I wanted to ask you and Detective Mori to come and see it together." Yoko shook his head and took out his wallet to count the money.

"No, I'm still free tonight. I'll send Uncle Maori's tickets to them later."

You invite me to a concert and you want to pay me?
Lin Feng didn't accept money, not because he wasn't thick-skinned enough. This was really outrageous.

As expected of an idol, his brain circuit is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

After the two waved goodbye, Lin Feng drove to the Maori Detective Agency.

"Ring ring ring"

When the phone rang, Lin Feng obeyed traffic laws very much and braked sharply to stop the car on the side of the road.

"Mr. Lin Feng, I will return to Tokyo tomorrow."

Someone's unique teenage voice sounded on the other side of the phone.

"Has your father's matter come to an end?" Lin Feng laid his face on the steering wheel and looked at the pedestrians on the zebra crossing. "Yes, after a separate interrogation, someone told the truth. I don't know the specific process, but it did clear my father's wrongdoing." Aso said honestly, the tears in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

After killing his wife and daughter, he then set fire to commit suicide?

Today the truth is finally revealed to the world.

"There is Yoko Okino's concert tomorrow. Do you want to go? I have tickets here." Lin Feng didn't know how to comfort him at the moment. After all, he had not learned Conan's speaking skills, so it would be better to change the subject.

Yoko gave herself six or seven tickets. Counting Conan and his family of three, they were still wealthy.

I don't know which nerve these words touched, Asao smiled and said, "Okay, I will go."

After the two hung up the phone, Lin Feng drove to the Maori Detective Agency.

Xiaolan opened the door.

After Lin Feng praised the unicorn as being beautiful as usual, he went straight to the bored Uncle Maori and waved the concert tickets in front of him like a show off.

"Yoko!!!" The middle-aged uncle suddenly jumped up.

"Hey, these concert tickets I have are really useless. I really want to find someone to give them away." Lin Feng sat on the sofa, playing with the tickets in his hand, looking distressed.

"Lin Jun, please give it to me!" Uncle Maoli poured a glass of juice himself and handed it over, saying solemnly.

With that gesture, it felt like he could be spared even if it cost him his life.

"What time is it? Is it time to eat?" Lin Feng turned his head and looked at the clock on the wall.

"Xiaolan, go cook quickly, take out everything in the refrigerator and make meals!" Uncle Maoli immediately commanded.

He knew Lin Feng's appetite. It was not certain whether he could eat a refrigerator of food.

"But I don't know when Conan will come back." Xiao Lan did not resist entertaining Brother Lin Feng for dinner, but there was still a child at home who was not back.

"It doesn't matter if that kid skips one meal." Uncle Maoli pushed Xiaolan directly into the kitchen.

"Wouldn't this be cruel?" Lin Feng showed a somewhat unbearable expression, and immediately wanted to take the ticket and leave.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Uncle Maoli held Lin Feng's shoulders, his eyes flickering at the tickets, full of longing.

……

More than an hour later, as the sky gradually darkened, Conan finally returned to the office.

"Lin Feng...brother, why are you here?"

"Eating, don't you see?" Lin Feng replied vaguely, holding a bowl of rice.

Conan couldn't help but be startled when he saw that today's Uncle Maori was uncharacteristically enthusiastic and respectful, even pouring water for Lin Feng.

I was a little bit doubtful that I had gone to the wrong door?

"Conan, go wash your hands and eat."

Only Xiaolan still thought about him and specially left some food out.

"kindness!"

After finishing the meal, Lin Feng left three tickets and left the office with Kogoro Mouri's continuous thanks.

"Uncle, do you really think Brother Lin Feng will be interested in the concert?" Conan tilted his head and asked speechlessly.

Yeah, that guy has those front-row tickets and maybe sells them.

It seems that Okino Yoko called him in the afternoon, so these tickets...

"It's okay." Xiaolan pinched Conan's nose and blocked the next words with a smile.

Just keep dad in the dark about this little joke.

Mouri Kogoro didn't care about that and had already started calling people to show off.

"Yes, the first row! The first row!"

(End of this chapter)