Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Chapter 76 How old are you?
"Who wouldn't recognize the famous witch?"

"Belmod."

Lin Feng smiled and said the name.

"Just like the rumors say, just hearing the sound makes people feel chilled all over."

"dark Knight."

Belmore was also not to be outdone. He held a cigarette in his mouth and revealed the identity of the other party with a smile.

"Are you here specifically for me?" When Lin Feng just walked in, there was no one in this position.

The other party suddenly appeared here. It would be too far-fetched to say it was a coincidence.

"I just suddenly discovered a strange person and walked into this bar, so I wanted to follow him in and have a look." Belmode said, raising his hand to take another sip of the wine in front of him.

"..."

Lin Feng said nothing.

The two of them sat face to face, but did not come to blows. This scene was a bit beyond his expectation.

"What is your purpose?" Belmode glanced at the man in black in front of him and asked.

"Purpose?"

Lin Feng frowned. He came out tonight because he wanted to find a pervert who had harassed an old customer. He came to this bar just because he knew there was a group of well-informed guys here.

"Why are you going against the organization?" Belmode asked straight to the point.

"Oh, you said this."

"I always have to find something to do. Wouldn't it be nice to have someone pay to fight against evil forces?"

Lin Feng laughed and asked.

He, an upright and kind-hearted Yin, also needs to seek some excitement. Those Yakuza organizations are so inferior that they can't even get armed helicopters, and they will soon be no longer qualified to be his opponent.

Moreover, I don’t know why, but when I see that guy Gin being deflated, I always feel a strange kind of happiness in my heart. . .

"Is anyone paying?" Belmode's smile froze and he frowned.

With the skills of this Dark Knight, will he really be short of money?
When the organization suspected this person, he conducted an investigation himself.

The other party's behavior is more like a rich kid with a sick brain who has nothing to do.

"Speaking of which, I also have a question to ask you." Lin Feng said, looking up and down at the witch opposite.

Belmode said nothing and looked at the man in black opposite, wondering what he was thinking.

"You..." Lin Feng hesitated, coughed slightly, and asked sheepishly: "How old are you?"

Belmode's face was quickly covered with black lines, as if she was about to take out a pistol next and shoot the man in black in front of her. After taking a deep breath, she asked:
"Are you familiar with me?"

"That's right." Lin Feng nodded.

This ageless witch has so many secrets that it is difficult for people not to pay attention or be curious about her.

"A secret makes a woman woman."

Lin Feng directly read out the opponent's famous lines.

Bellmore had a headache. Neither he nor the organization knew where the other party came from or what their purpose was.

But it’s like this guy knows the organization well.

This mysterious opponent is really a headache.

Is he a traitor within an organization?

No, talking about the person who is capable of doing these things, it is impossible for him to become such a character after pretending.

"I'm a little curious, since you are against us, why didn't you kill the vodka guy last time." Belmode lit another cigarette.

She smoked a little too frequently tonight.

"The game has just begun. It would be too boring if someone quits."

"What if Gin's next driver gets smarter?"

Lin Feng thought clearly.

By the time the driver is replaced by a shrewd and capable driver, it might be difficult for him to steal the badge.

Moreover, I haven't reached that level of invincibility yet. Even if one day I really tie Kyogoku Makoto, I still have to be careful in my actions.

Having the gin of Wolong Fengchu Vodka by your side is undoubtedly the most reassuring thing. . .

If this cold-blooded killer is surrounded by subordinates of Rum's level, he won't be able to take off! "It's hard not to agree with the reason." Belmore said with a chuckle, remembering a certain square-headed driver who wore sunglasses day and night.

"So, what is your purpose?"

Lin Feng was also curious about the other party's mentality towards the organization.

If you want to talk about real undercover rebels, there are a lot of them in the winery.

There are many people who are loyal but always hold back.

Only this witch is complex and contradictory.

"It's time for our conversation to end." Belmore picked up the cigarette on the table, exited with a smile, and walked out of the bar.

Lin Feng watched the other party push the door open and leave, and two young men with arms around each other who were slightly drunk also followed him out, and couldn't help but sneered.

If you go to tease her, you might as well tease me!

At least you can still breathe.

The repairman stood up and was about to leave.

"Here, sir, we haven't paid for the drinks yet." After the waiter noticed Lin Feng's movements, he hurried over and said carefully.

"Did I ask you for a drink?" Lin Feng asked doubtfully, and then involuntarily looked at the empty seat opposite.

"The lady just said that a man will sit across from her in a while, and he will pay the bill..."

The young waiter was also fascinated by the witch. He was so obsessed that he agreed to the other party's request that he could finish the drink before paying.

In fact, he helped pay for the drink at the bar...

"Hahaha." Lin Feng sneered and looked at the half-drunk wine glass on the table with traces of lipstick still on it.

Okay, okay, I remember this account, Belmode!

Suddenly, the door of the box on the other side was pushed open a crack, and a man with a ferocious appearance but an expression as if he was walking on thin ice quietly poked his head out.

The next second, he met Lin Feng's eyes, quickly closed the door and returned to the box.

The 1.8-meter-tall strong man leaned against the door and kept stroking his little heart, trying to calm down.

"Boss, that guy is still standing outside." The strong man said to the fat middle-aged man sitting on the sofa.

When the middle-aged man heard this, he babbled and clasped his hands together, not knowing which god he was worshiping.

"Go and ask the people in the box for the money, and ask them for tips." Lin Feng pointed to the box that had just been closed, and left the bar with his long legs.

The young waiter shrank his head and told himself to be careful when delivering wine to that box. How dare he ask for money from others.

Ten minutes later.

The waiter carefully walked into the box carrying the complimentary fruit.

"wait!"

Just when he was about to turn around and go out, the strong man who stuck his head out to check the situation stopped him.

The waiter trembled all over and turned around honestly.

"Let me ask you, has the man in black left just now?"

"Let's go, let's go." The waiter nodded repeatedly.

"Did he say anything to you?" the strong man asked the waiter, staring closely at him.

"No, it's nothing."

The waiter waved his hand quickly, not daring to tell the truth.

"Say it quickly!" The strong man took a step closer and said fiercely.

"He, he said, he asked me to ask you for his drink money, and also asked me to ask you for a tip." The waiter did not dare to hide it anymore, and relayed the conversation just now.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man who was still worshiping finally breathed a sigh of relief. He picked up the leather bag beside him and took out a wad of banknotes. He quickly stepped forward and stuffed it into the other person's arms.

"Is it enough?"

"Is it enough?"

"If he asks about it next time, you must tell the truth!"

The waiter held the scattered banknotes in his arms, looked at the other party's eager look, and nodded blankly.

Who is that gentleman?

(End of this chapter)