Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Chapter 307: Big Brother Must Be Cursed
"What did you two do in there sneaking around?"

Yukiko asked as she looked at the two people walking out of the laboratory one after another.

"Nothing, just some secrets." Yusaku smiled, sat on the sofa, and put the cup of water with the bug on the table.

"Hmm..." After Lin Feng came out, he kept staring at Conan.

This dog-headed detective has a really rough life!
"PhD!"

Conan thought that the repairman was staring at him because of the bug.

But he didn't care. He took the water-soaked bug and went to find Dr. Agasa.

It still needs to have waterproof function.

"how?"

"Is the information provided by that artificial intelligence scary?" Xiao Ai flipped through the magazine, glanced at Lin Feng and asked.

This expression is really rare.

It's like knowing some great secret.

"It's kind of expected." Yusaku was very calm.

He was not idle all the time abroad, and he knew in his heart how huge this transnational criminal organization was.

Lin Feng thought about it and looked at Dr. Agasa again.

This old man made so many equipments for Kaito Kidd, he must know something.

If we think about it more deeply, the doctor and his old friend Terai Konosuke might have met each other through these twins many years ago.

"What's wrong?" Dr. Agasa scratched his head with the bug in his hand.

It's true that I invented this thing, but I'm putting it on you guys!

Why are you staring at me?

"Nothing, I need to eat a meal and then have a good sleep." Lin Feng shook his head.

I have been immersed in the game world for a long time, and I am still very tired...

……

At night, on a street in Tokyo.

A driver with a square face who wore sunglasses all day and night was holding the steering wheel and honking the horn frantically.

Damn it, if you can’t drive, find a reliable driver!
It was obvious that he was very dissatisfied with the technology of the car in front.

"Okay, Vodka, calm down."

Gin said coldly, lit a cigarette, took a long puff, and took out his phone.

There have been fewer missions recently, and the organization is looking for new members, so it is not suitable for high-profile operations.

"Brother, the car in front is so arrogant!"

Vodka said a little angrily.

Gin frowned when he heard this. He thought that his driver seemed to get angry very easily recently. He wondered if he had problems with his brain because of being beaten.

"what happened?"

The silver-haired killer found that there seemed to be something wrong with his phone and there was no signal.

"Brother, use mine." Vodka saw his brother checking his phone card and handed him his cell phone.

Gin entered a series of numbers and this time the call was successfully connected.

Just when he thought there was something wrong with his phone, a few busy tones sounded and the signal indicator on the phone in his hand disappeared again.

"Maybe there's something wrong with the signal on this street?" Vodka didn't take it seriously.

"No." Gin's eyes swept to the sidewalk outside the window.

Someone was walking while talking on the phone.

"Uh..." Vodka really didn't know what was going on.

"Stop the car and go to the pay phone first." Gin was a little suspicious whether the two phones in his hands had been tampered with.

But, this thing has never left my body. How did I do that?
Is there some signal jammer installed in the car?

Vodka watched his brother get out of the car and make a phone call in a public phone booth. He muttered something and started to check the car again. His brother was just too suspicious.

It's not impossible that both phones broke down at the same time, right?
Last time, Pisco organized several assassinations, but only a few peripheral members of uncertain identities were caught.

Afterwards, the eldest brother still suspected that there were other undercover agents in the organization. I really don’t know what to say.

And the Dark Knight.

It’s all because of him. I have to check the car at the slightest sign of trouble. I really want to give him a hammer!

“Isn’t this a signal?”

"There's something wrong with the card insertion point."

Vodka checked it, sat back in the car, stared at the two phones in a daze, and called each other.

The result was a very high call quality with no anomalies.

"What are you doing?" Gin opened the car door and saw his driver holding a phone in each hand, talking to himself.

"Brother, the phone is fine."

Vodka reinserted the phone card, tried it again and said with a smile.

"Really?" Gin took the phone in his hand and frowned again.

Isn't there still no signal?

Vodka, what the hell are you doing!

"Brother..." Vodka noticed his brother's cold eyes and started to get busy again.

After trying several times, the two found that no matter which phone it was, as long as it was far away from Gin, there would be a signal. Once the other party got it in his hand, he would immediately turn into a brick.

"Brother, is this on you?" Vodka glanced at his brother with a livid face and couldn't help swallowing.

It can't be possible that someone has put a curse on him, right?

"Someone is teasing us!" Gin reached into his arms, his hand already grasped the pistol, stepped out of the car, and was looking around with cold eyes.

There must be someone nearby, watching this place, and the signal will be cut off somehow as soon as I pick up the phone.

Vodka also got out of the car and looked around.

Neither of them noticed that a security camera mounted on a store not far away was watching everything.

Gin thought for a moment, then immediately asked the driver to drive away.

When facing an invisible enemy, it is best to stay away from it.

The car drove away from the busy street, getting farther and farther away, and Gin kept staring at the phone in his hand.

There has been no signal...

why? ? ?
If nothing unexpected happens, he will be in this state for seventy-two hours.

A driver: Brother must be cursed...

……

Not to mention the silver-haired killer who couldn't sleep all night, had red eyes, and had all sorts of crazy thoughts in his mind.

As for the culprit Lin Feng, after a good sleep, he waited for the Suzuki Group's truck to arrive early in the morning.

"Brother Lin Feng, this thing can't be run without the control of Sindora Company, right?" Yuanzi personally supervised and delivered the game capsule to Lin Feng.

The chaos that occurred at this press conference was beyond imagination.

The descendants of dozens of important figures were locked up in the game world. This alone was enough to make Thomas Sindorah very upset.

In addition, the chairman is a descendant of Jack the Ripper. Such remarks and conclusive evidence are fermenting, and I am afraid that many people will have ideas again.

"Is everything inside okay?" Lin Feng asked after lifting the cabin cover and taking a look.

As long as there is an Internet cable connection, Noah's Ark has plenty of ways to control this machine.

"Of course, this machine was ordered a long time ago. After the press conference, you told me and I had someone get it right away." Sonoko nodded.

"Okay, okay!" Lin Feng's smile became brighter, and he reached out and handed the check in his pocket to Yuanzi.

Take it and fill it in as you like!

(End of this chapter)