Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"By the way, how did you find out that there was something wrong with the clerk?" Uncle Maori asked curiously.

The trouble had been solved, and to express his gratitude, the shop owner ran back to the kitchen, ready to show off his skills.

"No store clerk would stare at the menu to write and remember the prices, right, Brother Lin Feng?" Conan looked at the repairman and asked with a smile.

"This kid is so dirty." Lin Feng glanced at the fake clerk who was rolling his eyes and unconscious on the side.

The decoration of this store may not be very trendy, but the sanitary conditions look very good, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as spotless.

But this fake one, looking sloppy and unkempt, really doesn't fit in with this restaurant.

"Come to think of it, when we ordered food from him..."

Xiaolan recalled that when she was ordering food, the other party was indeed very unprofessional and didn't even ask a single question.

"It's so dangerous to open a store nowadays, really." Uncle Maori looked at the dagger on the ground, shook his head and said.

In this incident, the police responded at an unprecedented speed.

In just a few minutes, Inspector Megure led his team over.

"Brother Lin Feng!"

This group of people is really something, wherever they go, something bad will happen...

"The boss is busy in the kitchen. You may have to wait a while before you can take him away with you."

Lin Feng had already tasted the boss’s exclusive secret dish and said with a smile.

"Inspector, it seems there is no need to call an ambulance!" Takagi looked at the condition of the two robbers, shook his head and reported.

The repairman was not so ruthless today.

"I understand. Take the man back for interrogation immediately!" said Officer Megure.

Fat Ju looked at Lin Feng and the others with helplessness on his face.

These people will go home obediently after eating...

……

The situation that Inspector Megure was worried about did not happen. After the meal, everyone went back home, and it seemed that nothing happened to anyone.

Silent all night.

Lin Feng got up early in the morning and sent Hattori to the airport, watching him board the plane back to Osaka.

After this guy teamed up with the Dog-Head Detective, the number of cases increased significantly, and he couldn't even eat in peace.

After seeing off the Osaka Black Chicken, the repairman drove to Polo.

The bread and cakes delivered in the morning are delicious. It is very pleasant to sit by the window with a cup of coffee and a newspaper.

Before Lin Feng arrived here, there was already someone sitting by the window. That person was his nominal but very unreliable teacher Maori.

"Have Xiaolan and the others gone to school?" Lin Feng asked, holding a cup of coffee.

"Oh, we both have to go to the Metropolitan Police Department together, don't forget."

Uncle Maori nodded and reminded Lin Feng that he had an appointment to take the statement.

"Why is there a procedure of taking notes after solving a case? Who invented it?" Lin Feng said speechlessly.

I'm okay, I'm quite honest, and I haven't encountered many cases. But a certain elementary school student who is a death god is different. He always uses his voice to do evil things outside.

"You have nothing to do anyway!" A Zi brought a large plate of delicious food and placed it in front of Lin Feng.

Mr. Paul arrived at the store to open the door at around seven o'clock, but the manager didn't come until nine o'clock.

"You're right." Lin Feng nodded while eating.

Anything that's edible is right!
The beef sandwich made fresh in the morning was amazing, even though it was mass-produced...

"By the way, Mr. Maori, are you still going to the bar called Lemon recently?" A Zi asked casually after cleaning up the plates.

"I was delayed last night by something, what a pity..." Uncle Maori said helplessly when he heard this.

A week ago, he was lucky enough to get some coupons for free drinks on the bar's first anniversary.

Uncle Maori often mentioned these days that there is a kind of super spicy cheese in that store that is very suitable for drinking... Hearing this, Lin Feng glanced at the sleeping detective.

This is the shop that Maori Kogoro is obsessed with. What a joke! Even I can't stop him...

The repairman turned his head and looked towards the bathroom where a murder had just happened a while ago...

……

The next morning.

"what?!"

"Were you nearly killed last night?"

As soon as Lin Feng and Paul pushed the door open, they heard Miss A Zi exclaim.

"..."

"Who was almost killed..." Lin Feng asked curiously while looking at Maori's family of three.

Which prisoner is so brave?

"Ah, it's nothing actually. I'm not the man named Kimura." Uncle Maori nodded and said, he didn't care about the accident.

"Brother Lin Feng, this is what happened..." Xiaolan talked about what happened to her alcoholic father last night.

It turned out that Uncle Maori went out drinking again last night. On his way home, he passed by a construction site and was almost crushed by steel falling from the sky.

"I will never fail next time. I will definitely take your life."

Lin Feng looked at the message coming from the phone.

This phone was taken out from the suit jacket with the name Kimura written on it.

"That is to say, Mr. Mao Li put on the coat of this man named Kimura after drinking."

"Then, when I passed by the construction site, someone mistook me for Kimura's man and tried to murder me?"

A Zi tidied himself up a bit and asked.

"That's probably the case. Otherwise, the other party wouldn't have sent such a message to this phone afterwards." Xiaolan nodded and said.

“……”Conan looked at Uncle Maori who didn’t take it seriously.

As a detective, you have to be careful about this kind of thing and not be too careless.

"Okay, I'll go to that bar and ask if they know this Mr. Kimura."

Uncle Maori saw that everyone was discussing this matter and said that he would investigate it personally.

"Be careful, Teacher Maori, it's rare for someone to kill the wrong person..." Lin Feng reminded.

"..."

……

The morning passed in the blink of an eye.

Uncle Maori took Conan and Xiaolan to the bar called Lemon.

Unfortunately, the store manager was not familiar with Mr. Kimura, and only knew his last name from a bottle of wine he kept in the store.

According to the store manager, Mr. Kimura came in last night after Uncle Mori fell asleep, and left after sitting there for less than an hour. The two of them must have taken each other's coats by mistake.

"We have checked the phone that sent the message yesterday and can confirm that it was purchased using someone else's identity."

"In addition, from last night to today, no one named Kimura has been involved in any accident or case."

Gao Mu, the perennial tool man, said as he flipped through his notebook.

This guy is much more tired than Inspector Megure, running around everywhere...

"Someone must be playing a prank. The police are already busy enough, so let's not cause more trouble." Uncle Maori glanced at Takagi, yawned and said.

"As expected of Mr. Maori, he can put life and death aside..." (End of this chapter)