Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

When Inspector Megure rushed into the Lemon Bar with many detectives.

Conan was eating fried noodles with big mouthfuls, and there was also a flavor that was only for adults - spicy cheese.

Anyway, that's what Uncle Maori said, this thing goes well with wine, it's hot and spicy, it's amazing, it'll make you take off your clothes without realizing it and sweat all over your face!

Hiroshi Ukita, who wanted to murder Kogoro Mori, was wiping cups and chatting with the elementary school students in front of him with a smile. There was no sign of tension at all.

"Ukita...Mr. Hiroshi, it's you, right?" Officer Megure took out the photo kept by the police and compared it with the bar owner in front of him.

Although he lost weight and had minor plastic surgery, he does look somewhat similar. No wonder Conan asked me to investigate this person's whereabouts after he was released from prison.

"Yes, I am indeed Hiroshi Ukita."

Hiroshi Ukita nodded, tidied up the bar a little, and walked out with a suitcase in his hand.

"Inspector, it's a gun." Takagi opened the suitcase and took a look, then said with a shocked look on his face.

This is not a small pistol, it's a sniper rifle.

When Conan, who was eating fried noodles, saw this thing, he was stunned.

Where did this guy learn all this knowledge about firearms? He can even disassemble and reassemble a sniper rifle?
My God, I'm trying too hard to get revenge, right?

Don’t underestimate the fact that the Dog-Headed Detective learned a lot in Hawaii and can be said to be proficient in everything.

However, long-range sniping is a technical job...

In short, it’s not as useful as his football.

"Thank you, when we meet next time, maybe I will own a restaurant of my own." Hiroshi Ukita, with the silver bracelet on his head, turned around and thanked the Dog-Head Detective with a smile.

In his opinion, this kid who called himself a detective was quite mature.

"I believe it..." Conan looked at the fried noodles and cheese in front of him and nodded.

With this skill, it shouldn't be difficult.

Moreover, in order to implement his revenge plan, he opened a bar from scratch by himself. This perseverance...

"Take him back." Seeing that the two had nothing more to say, Officer Megure nodded at Takagi and the others.

"Yes!"

A group of detectives took Hiroshi Ukita back to the police car.

"By the way, Conan, remember to thank Brother Lin Feng for me. If it weren't for him, we would have to work harder for a while before we could find out Hiroshi Ukita's current identity."

After many of his men left, Inspector Megure spoke to the Shinigami Elementary School Student.

What Fatty Ju said is the truth.

It is not easy for the police to find Hiroshi Ukita, who had undergone plastic surgery and changed his name to hide.

"Okay, I understand!" Conan nodded obediently.

In fact, the call to notify the police was made by him using a voice changer before entering the house.

It would be more appropriate to use the identity of a repairman this time.

After all, Uncle Maori has been tracking down Mr. Kimura without knowing what's going on, and he's probably already gone to Lake Mika...

"Also, Conan, how could you come to such a dangerous place alone..."

Inspector Megure started nagging again.

Although I am tired of saying it every time, and these troublesome ones just don’t listen...

But there is no way, safety education must be carried out, and if the superiors ask questions, I have to give an explanation.

"I understand. Next time I will..."

"Also, let Brother Lin Feng go to the Metropolitan Police Department to give a statement tomorrow..."

"I……"

After hearing Inspector Megure’s last words, Director Ke felt like his wallet was about to bleed again!
Recently, the repairman has been very greedy. If he takes this guy out for a meal, hundreds of thousands of dollars may be gone.

“The buffet is where you belong…”

Conan really wanted to advise Lin Feng not to go to that kind of flashy restaurant, because all the puffer fish kaiseki cuisine was fake...

... Polo Coffee Shop.

Lin Feng glanced at Conan who walked in with a worried look on his face.

He had just heard Xiaolan report that she was safe and the police had caught the criminal who wanted to murder "Mr. Kimura".

Uncle Maori, who is now at Lake Beika, is rushing to the Metropolitan Police Department, wanting to see who the criminal is.

"Well, Officer Megure asked you to go to the Metropolitan Police Department tomorrow." Conan sat down, scratched his head and said with a smile.

"Row."

Lin Feng nodded and turned to look at the TV in the store, where a variety show was playing.

The Doctor should really watch these normal shows and stop making these cold joke attacks.

"..." Conan was a little puzzled.

Why don’t you make any conditions with me today?

"Paul, didn't you say you could eat a hundred puffer fish? Let's go eat them tomorrow!" Lin Feng shouted to the driver who was washing dishes.

"Pufferfish?"

"That kind of thing..." Paul raised his head.

He knew about this thing, but when did he say he wanted to eat it...

Who knows if a bad move might lead to your death?

Moreover, one hundred...

Paul had an image in his mind of a bunch of angry pufferfish swelled up into balloons and huddled together.

"By the way, manager, you know the restaurant in Beido Town!" A Zi knew that the repairman was interested in food, so he talked about a very famous old restaurant.

"I know. I've heard from people that it's incredibly expensive." Lin Feng nodded, looking very interested.

"..."

Conan lowered his head helplessly.

I'm so tired. Being a detective is so expensive.

……

On the other side, the Metropolitan Police Department.

Uncle Maori, who had been sneezing and being blown by the cold wind by the lake for half a day, finally arrived here.

He was the person involved and was almost killed, so it is not too much to ask for some information about the case.

"Hiroshi Ukita..."

"That thief three years ago..."

"The owner of Lemon Bar..." Uncle Maori fell into memories after seeing the investigation materials.

Three years ago, I seemed to have caught such a person by accident.

The other party went to my office to steal something, but when I was catching cockroaches, I accidentally caught him, and the incident was reported in the newspaper...

"Brother Mori, you have to be careful about these free traps in the future." Inspector Megure even showed the confused detective a photo of the sniper rifle.

"I, I understand..." Uncle Maori scratched his head.

It was indeed because I wanted to drink for free that I went to the Lemon Bar every day.

Now that I think about it, that free treat coupon was undoubtedly a trap set for me.

"Anyway, Hiroshi Ukita has admitted to the crimes he committed, and even revealed all the plans that were not carried out. Next, we have to track down the source of the guns..."

Inspector Megure was in a good mood and started chatting with Uncle Mori while sitting in the office.

There have been a lot more cases recently, but they are being solved pretty quickly.

Although I am a bit busy physically, I am still relaxed mentally.

The relaxed Ju Pang didn't expect that a major criminal case would happen just one week later... (End of this chapter)