Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

"Mr. Kimura, don't get excited..."

Lin Feng called out to someone who wanted to be the bait.

"Maori, I am Maori!!!" Uncle Maori shouted angrily.

Please don't change my name along with the criminals!

"calm down."

"Think about it carefully. Last night you wore Mr. Kimura's coat and came out of the bar. Then you were followed by the criminal who wanted to kill Mr. Kimura, right?"

Lin Feng patted Uncle Maori on the shoulder and said.

"That's probably the case." Uncle Maori rubbed his aching shoulder and nodded silently.

After being followed, he was almost taken away by steel falling from the sky. What happened next?

"What about today?" Lin Feng asked.

"Nowadays……"

Everyone started thinking.

Uncle Maori didn't wear Mr. Kimura's coat today, and...

"That's strange. If the criminal was looking for Mr. Kimura, he wouldn't have been hiding in the Mori Detective Agency, right?"

"Then why was he able to track down my uncle's whereabouts?"

"Also, there must be something wrong with the other party's eyesight. He even recognized the wrong target in broad daylight..."

The above are Conan’s ramblings.

"Hmm..." Xiaolan nodded.

you're right……

"Brother Mori, I feel like there's something fishy going on here." Inspector Megure shook his head and said seriously.

In any case, the first two incidents were real accidents that were sufficient to cause death and must be taken seriously.

Moreover, judging from the fact that the criminal attacked for the second time and actually crashed his truck into the dry cleaner, it was clear that he could no longer suppress his desire to kill.

"If the criminal attacks next time, it may affect more people. Officer Megure, everything is up to you."

Uncle Maori thought about it and decided to step forward and be the bait.

No matter your target is Kimura or Maori, just come on!
"I understand, brother Mori, but at least you have to let these two be your personal bodyguards for the time being." Inspector Megure was referring to Takagi and Sato.

"There are two people following me at all times, and the prisoners will not run away if they see this situation."

Uncle Maori shook his head and refused with a serious expression. After he finished speaking, he put his hands in his pockets and prepared to leave the hospital.

"Mr. Kimura, please wait a moment!"

Before he could take two steps, Lin Feng suddenly shouted.

"..."

"What's the matter again!" Uncle Maori turned his head angrily again.

You have to say this kind of thing when you are handsome.

If I can beat him, I will definitely beat this guy up!!!
"How about the medical expenses of the dry cleaning shop owner?" Lin Feng asked.

Even though you kicked me in the waist yourself, as the target, "Mr. Kimura", you have to show some expression, right?
"..."

When he heard about the medical expenses, Uncle Maori walked out of the hospital immediately.

It would be better to take my life, Kogoro Mori...

"Brother Lin Feng, don't worry about the medical expenses. Leave it to me."

"We have to hurry and find this man named Kimura." Inspector Megure ordered Takagi and Sato to continue the investigation.

"Kimura?" Lin Feng muttered.

"It's a bit strange..." Conan glanced at Officer Megure who was giving instructions to Xiaolan.

Two possibilities.

One possibility is that Mr. Kimura was really being targeted by someone, but the other party was not very familiar with him and took Kogoro Mori as his target.

Another possibility is that the so-called target, Mr. Kimura, is actually Kogoro Mori himself. . .

"I feel like if we go sit in that bar, we might find something."

Lin Feng was referring to the Lemon Bar where Uncle Maori got the coupon. He also wore the wrong clothes in that bar.

"Don't you say you don't drink?" Conan looked puzzled.

“I heard the spicy cheese there is delicious…”

"really……"

……

night.

Lin Feng stood at the door of a bar called Lemon.

The store is not too big. Only the sign at the door is conspicuous. It is slightly bright. There is also a blue car parked next to the door, which should belong to the owner.

When you walk into the bar, there is a bar on the right with a row of bar chairs, and several sets of tables and chairs against the wall on the left.

The young man who was the owner, bartender and waiter of the bar was standing behind the counter and wiping the tables.

There were not many customers in the store, only two men sitting at the bar drinking and chatting, and from time to time they called the boss over to chat.

"Hello, I want an order of spicy cheese!" Lin Feng sat next to the bar and said to the boss in front of him.

The other person looked to be about 27 or 28 years old, with dyed brown hair, wearing a white shirt, black vest and bow tie, and looked very professional.

"Okay, what wine would you like to pair it with?" the boss nodded and asked.

"Gin."

Lin Feng thought about it and ordered a glass of wine.

If you don't order drinks at a bar, you'll look weird.

The repairman doesn't want to see other people's strange looks...

Fifteen minutes later.

"One more!"

Lin Feng, who didn't drink a sip of wine but finished several servings of spicy cheese, still attracted the attention of other drinkers.

"I, I understand." The bar owner, Mr. Inoue, was obviously a little surprised. He didn't know what this guy meant by showing off in the bar.

"Boss, I see you can make other dishes here?"

Lin Feng took the newly served spicy cheese, stood up slightly and looked into the compartment. It seemed to be a nice kitchen, looking clean and tidy.

"that……"

Just as Mr. Inoue was about to say something, two drinkers sitting next to him started talking.

“Not only is the spicy cheese delicious, the fried noodles are also great, and the owner fries the tempura himself.”

"Right, I smelled it last time too, and it tasted delicious, but the boss said it was sold out."

"When I passed by this evening, I saw that Mr. Inoue had brought in a lot of goods!"

The two of them started arguing with each other and finally took the boss to his feet.

"Well, I'll go make you a bowl of fried noodles. Please wait a moment." The boss wiped his hands, turned and walked into the kitchen.

"Mr. Inoue, we want two too!"

The other two also ordered their dishes.

"it is good!"

Lin Feng began to concentrate on the spicy cheese in front of him.

Just like what Uncle Maori said, the spicy taste is very good and I can't stop eating it. The only flaw is that the gin is not very tasty.

“Your fried noodles.”

The boss, who had been busy in the kitchen for a while, brought out three plates of fried noodles and placed them in front of them.

Speaking of which, he always felt that he had seen this man who had eaten a lot of cheese and was slurping noodles somewhere.

"Three more servings of fried noodles!"

“And tempura!”

While the other party was stunned, Lin Feng had already finished a plate of fried noodles in seconds, and shouted after wiping his mouth.

"..." (End of this chapter)