Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"Speaking of which, Brother Lin Feng's nose is really useful. He can even smell the drugs hidden in the music box!"

In a tea restaurant near the toy company, Hattori was looking at the repairman with envy.

This skill would be very useful in solving cases!
"Comparatively, I have better luck." Lin Feng ate his meal, glanced at the counter, and said to the waiter who was looking at a few people from time to time.

"luck?"

Uncle Maori took a mouthful of noodles.

Speaking of luck, my own luck is better.

"..." Conan's eyes swept around the store and finally stopped on the waiter.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and it seemed that there was only one waiter left in the store besides the chef.

"Conan, what's wrong with you?" Xiaolan asked in confusion.

Why are you just staring blankly instead of eating?

"Um..." Conan frowned and pointed in the direction of the counter.

"come here!"

Lin Feng looked back at the man behind the counter and said in a very stiff tone.

"Is there a problem?"

The man looked to be about 25 or 26 years old, wearing a store apron. He had an ordinary appearance and his hair was probably dyed yellow or brown, but it had faded. He slowly walked to the table and asked with a smile.

"Let me ask you, why is the fried rice in your restaurant so bad?" Lin Feng pointed at the empty plate in front of him and asked in a bad tone.

"..."

Not only the clerk widened his eyes, but also Xiaolan and Uncle Mori. Hattori frowned as he watched the scene.

Why does this tone sound like he wants to eat a free meal...

"Brother Lin Feng, this juice tastes so bad!" Conan handed over the empty cup in his hand.

"Why aren't you talking? Why do the noodles they three eat look so unpalatable?" Lin Feng knocked on the table.

He was referring to the ramen that Hattori, Uncle Mori, and Xiaolan ordered.

"Why……"

It can be seen that the clerk in front of me is very angry and is trying hard to suppress his anger.

How would I know why!
Why did you eat it up even though you said it tasted bad? Why did this kid drink it up even though he said it tasted bad?

Also, the other three people were obviously eating very happily, what nonsense are you talking to me about?

"Um..." Uncle Maori wanted to interject, but he didn't know if the fried rice was really that bad.

The physical evidence has been eaten up...

"Call out the chef." Lin Feng looked arrogant, as if he was ready to start a fight if there was any disagreement.

"Sir, this meal is on my table. We are about to close, so please leave first." The clerk did not get angry, but bowed slightly and said.

"I also feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach. Let the chef come out and explain it to me." Hattori said with a smile, holding his stomach.

"Sister Xiaolan, let's call the police. There seems to be something wrong with the food in this restaurant." Conan suggested innocently.

"Little boy, calm down. If the police come to our restaurant, who knows what they will say."

"I'll go call the chef for you." The waiter smiled and waved his hand, then turned and walked towards the kitchen.

"Xiaolan, please go sit by the back door." Lin Feng said, pointing to a small door next to the counter.

"I, I understand." Although Xiaolan didn't quite understand, she still moved a chair and sat next to the back door.

"Slurp~" Uncle Maori lowered his head and took another mouthful of noodles.

It seems that there is no problem...

A few minutes later, a tall man in chef's uniform followed the waiter out of the kitchen.

The two men looked at the girl sitting at the back door in tacit understanding.

"Does anyone have any comments on the food in our restaurant?" asked the chef in front of him.

"Your clothes don't look like they fit you well," Hattori said, standing up and moving closer.

It smells like someone working in the kitchen.

"This is the clothes of another chef in the store. I wore it by mistake this morning." The chef looked down and began to explain.

"We usually have two chefs in our store, but the other one took a day off today," the clerk said with a smile.

"Really? I don't think your hands look like a chef's." Lin Feng said as he grabbed the tall man's wrist.

"I don't understand what you are saying..." the chef said, and wanted to pull his hand back, but he didn't expect the other person's palm to be like a pair of pliers, which made him feel so painful that he couldn't move at all.

"There are no calluses on either the left or right hand. This is impossible for someone who has been working in the kitchen for many years, right?"

Conan walked around the other person and asked with his head tilted.

"Not only that, there is some smell on his clothes, but there is no smell anywhere else."

Hattori was inspired by Lin Feng today and seemed to care very much about the taste.

"So..." Uncle Maori crossed his arms and started thinking.

The chef's uniform on the man looked a little loose, and it seemed that the owner of the clothes was fatter than him.

Although he didn't have the calluses that a chef would have on his hands, nor did he smell like smoke, the clerk of this restaurant said that he was indeed the chef of this restaurant...

What a mess...

"Damn it!" The chef in front of him changed his expression, frowned, and became more ferocious. He swung his right fist that was not caught by the repairman and hit him hard.

Faced with the sudden change, everyone else remained unusually calm, except for the clerk at the back who was jumping around and cursing non-stop.

He didn't know when he was exposed. This improvised robbery plan was going perfectly. Just when he tied up the man and dragged him to the kitchen, a few people suddenly came in to disrupt the plan!

"You told me that there is no food in the kitchen. Is that true?"

Lin Feng grabbed the chef's wrist with one hand, and firmly grasped his fierce fist with the other hand, then turned around and asked the clerk.

"I, I TM..." The clerk saw that something was wrong. After looking around at everyone present, he turned around and rushed towards the girl sitting at the back door.

His companion was being captured and was screaming!
It’s better to run away first. Morality and such are not important!

"drink!"

When Xiaolan saw the man running towards her and shouting loudly, her eyes suddenly changed. She threw a flying knee forward and hit the man in the abdomen. At the same time, she hit the clerk hard with her arm.

With a set of smooth combos, he took the opponent away directly.

"boom!"

"boom!"

In the blink of an eye, Lin Feng's fight also ended. This big guy was good-looking but useless and couldn't even withstand the third punch.

"Awesome..." Hattori and Uncle Mori, who were sitting on the side, looked at each other and both took half a step back at the same time.

There's not even a shadow of a move.

"There's only one person behind me!"

Conan and the chubby shop owner and chef walked out from the kitchen.

Apart from a few bruises on the face and nose, the hostages seemed fine. (End of this chapter)