Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"Oh!"

“My customers give me rave reviews!”

Lin Feng saw several text messages asking him to pay money, and said with a smile.

Really, it’s only normal to clean up the top-secret video I posted after watching it, right?

"You shouldn't have sent it to any weird guy, right?" Conan walked out of the basement and asked the repairman with a sidelong glance.

"No, no, we are all family." Lin Feng smiled.

Those who give money are all family members.

"How's Polo doing?" Conan asked casually with a smile on his face, looking at the small medicine box in his hand.

"Hojo Mamoru has already confessed that he killed the reporter Maeda. His motive was purely out of a sense of justice."

"Once the police announcement comes out, Polo will resume business in two days." Lin Feng looked at what the other person was holding and shook his head.

It seems that there is no problem with this experiment. This guy got the antidote that can temporarily restore his body.

"Shinichi, Ai asked me to remind you that you should never use this antidote unless it is absolutely necessary. Once your identity is exposed in public, it will be very troublesome to deal with."

When the famous detective was about to leave, Dr. Agasa grabbed him and gave him some instructions.

Conan glanced at the repairman who looked like nothing had happened, nodded and said, "I understand."

"I don't care. The trouble is yours anyway." Xiao Ai watched Director Ke jogging away and said to Lin Feng.

"He's not a fool."

"Well... not necessarily." Lin Feng turned around and quickly overturned his own statement.

In the past, there was nothing I could do when I encountered dangerous situations. Now, I can transform by taking a pill. This idiot...

"Maybe I'll sacrifice myself to save others..."

……

"Conan, the brother next to Dr. Agasa's house is back."

Several children made an appointment to go shopping together, and Ayumi mentioned the story of the high school detective.

"He felt weird, especially the way he looked at us." Yuan Tai recalled with a frown.

"Is that so..." Conan couldn't help but reflect.

What's wrong with me?

"There's a lottery going on here." Mitsuhiko noticed that there was a queue in an open space nearby.

Judging from the hanging advertising banners, it should be a nearby shopping mall holding a giveaway event.

"I guess the prizes are covered in promotional advertisements." Conan said with a yawn.

The first prize big TV looks good.

However, no one will be able to win a prize at the beginning of the event. When the nearby residents lose their enthusiasm, a designated person will come and win the prize. By then, people will probably have to queue up all day long.

"It doesn't matter so much!"

“I want to queue too!”

Yuantai was very enthusiastic and lined up behind an aunt.

Seeing this, Conan and the other two could only walk aside and wait for each other.

"Conan, is Haibara going to take another day off tomorrow?" Mitsuhiko asked curiously.

Last week, he didn't go to school for several days and went to Dr. Agasa's house, and there didn't seem to be anything unusual.

"I probably won't ask for leave." Conan shook his head.

The first version of the antidote has been tested, and I, the guinea pig, have been temporarily laid off. I also got an antidote. Until there is a bigger breakthrough, life must go on as usual.

"The first prize is red, the second prize is blue, and the third prize is yellow. Please let me win the third prize at least!"

Yuantai shouted with great energy and shook the handle in front of him.

This lottery machine has a small hole. After shaking it a few times and feeling it's about the same, stop and small balls of different colors will fall out of the hole.

Of course, 99% of them are white balls.

That’s the worst participation prize, a pack of tissues.

Yuantai walked up to the few people with a pack of tissues in his hand, looking dejected.

"Yuta, cheer up." Mitsuhiko said with a smile. "There are not so many good things in the world."

Director Ke, who had seen through this kind of activity, said with a speechless expression.

"That's right, Genta, don't worry about it." Ayumi nodded.

It would be strange if you won the lottery.

"I know that, but at least it'll let me win the third prize, a digital camera." Yuan Tai said as he glanced at the cameras on the shelf.

At this moment, the guy in charge of the lottery machine rang the bell with all his might.

"Hit the jackpot!"

"Congratulations, you won the third prize!"

There was indeed a small yellow ball in the plate.

"Well, isn't that Doctor Yamatoda?" Genta turned his head and recognized the middle-aged doctor who was scratching his head and smiling.

"Really? Dr. Yamato won the prize again." Ayumi also took a closer look.

"Do you know him?" Mitsuhiko asked curiously.

"He is a doctor at the Mihua Central Hospital. He is very popular. Not only is he enthusiastic, but his medical skills are also very good!"

Yuantai had a very good impression of this doctor.

"Yes, he is very nice to everyone and no one ever says bad things about him behind his back," Ayumi added.

Yuan Tai noticed that Conan was resting his head on his head with a dreamy expression, and said, "Conan, when you are free, you can ask him to check the disease!"

"I look like I'm feeling unwell somewhere. What illness do I need to see..." Conan was choked by Genta's words.

Let him see the doctor when he is free...

As expected, Yuan Tai thinks I am sick...

"By the way, Ayumi, what did you mean when you said Dr. Yamatoda won the prize again?"

Director Ke remembered this sentence and turned around to ask.

"Well, I remember it was the week before last, I saw him buy a lottery ticket and win the prize," Ayumi recalled.

“It’s just extremely lucky.”

"I heard from my mom that last week, a beer brand held a quiz with prizes, and Dr. Yamato won the prize and received a whole year's worth of beer."

Yuan Tai nodded and said.

"So, in the past few weeks, Dr. Yamato has not only won the lottery, but also won the prize in the quiz. He also won the lucky draw held here..."

Mitsuhiko felt a little unbelievable.

"..." Conan frowned and watched the doctor go away.

It always feels a bit strange. I guess we’re lucky if this happens once a year...

……

In the evening, Conan said goodbye to the three little ones and returned to the office.

Uncle Maori was not at home. He was talking to Lin Feng about something in the coffee shop downstairs.

Conan glanced at the sign on the door saying "Closed for Business" and pushed the door open before walking in.

"Teacher Mao Li, you still have to explain the reasoning process to them." Lin Feng said, pointing outside the window.

You can see many nearby neighbors, and when they pass by, they will subconsciously take a look inside.

Who wouldn't be curious at the murder scene?

"Don't worry, leave it to me. They trust me the most!"

Uncle Maori patted his chest and assured him, while taking out a piece of paper from his jacket pocket.

"Uncle, what is this?" Conan asked after looking at the letter that was slammed hard on the table.

"It's an apology letter from a beer company, saying that the lottery for the quiz with prizes will be postponed to next month. I was so happy for nothing..." Uncle Maori looked dissatisfied.

Conan was stunned when he heard this.

"A lucky draw with prizes for answering a question?"

"Postponed to next month?" (End of this chapter)