Conan: This repairman is not very knowledgeable

Chapter 104 The president drank too much

"If we really can't be sure, I can only use this anesthetic gun to knock you down first..."

Conan, who couldn't find the target, stared at Kenzo Masayama who was talking to someone not far away while holding a wine glass, and quietly adjusted the watch on his wrist.

But where did that guy go? ? ?
The detective suddenly discovered that Lin Feng was no longer where he was.

Conan turned around and looked around, and finally found a figure with a lowered head next to a certain blonde female star.

Chrissie Wynyard is a very popular female star in the United States.

Although the two people were not standing face to face, looking at the way the female star was talking to herself, it was obvious that they were communicating.

strangeness……

When a normal woman sees a man dressed so strangely approaching, shouldn't she run away immediately?
……

"How did you come here..."

Don't care if it's one of your own.

"Haha, I just came to attend the memorial service of Director Shumaki. I'm afraid it's not difficult to understand." Belmode said with a smile.

This cold voice is so familiar.

That guy, if he knew that the Dark Knight was at the Cupido Hotel, he might be able to plant some explosives and blow up the building!

Running out with two submachine guns, the probability of doing it yourself is not low.

"Do I look like I'm short of money?"

"You, on the other hand, suddenly appeared here, are you planning to blackmail me again?"

The witch made tempting terms.

This identity of mine should be the last time he appears in front of the public.

Mr. Dark Knight!

"I should be the one to ask you this question, right?" Lin Feng stood behind the other party, lowered the brim of his hat, and asked with a sneer.

"I think it's better to let that guy hand over all his wealth and status to you, including his code name."

Unexpectedly, the other party actually followed him to this memorial service in a grand manner.

Naturally, she was referring to a certain big chairman who was chatting and laughing - Mr. Kenzo Masuyama.

Chrissy Wynyard, who was dressed in black and came to attend the memorial service, slowly walked to a place where no one was paying attention, stared ahead, and asked in a low voice without changing her expression.

Pisco is still valuable.

Although Lin Feng didn't know where Belmore's fault was, he wanted to recruit an undercover agent into the organization.

However, his vest and gin have reached the point where they are incompatible with each other.

Could it be because of pisco again...

"Like." Belmore's smile became even brighter, and he even raised his hand leisurely and took a sip of red wine.

You'd better not cause any trouble for me tonight.

Have you forgotten?
The person who was blackmailed in that alley last time was me. . .

At this moment.

The host responsible for hosting this memorial service stepped onto the stage of this banquet hall.

"Dear guests present, let us now enjoy these personal and private slides of Director Shimonaki that were not made public to the world during his lifetime!"

When Lin Feng heard that the slide show was about to be played, he saw that a certain famous detective had quietly approached Pisco. He couldn't help but sneered, "Haha, it looks like the show is about to begin."

The lights at the scene suddenly dimmed.

The great director's own slides were projected on the stage.

"you……"

Belmore realized that the other party might have learned about the organization's plan. He was about to say something when his mouth was suddenly covered by a leather-gloved hand.

At the same time, her slender and white neck was also tightly locked by an arm, with extremely strong force, making the feeling of suffocation even stronger.

"If you dare to resist, I will twist your head off immediately."

"Have a good sleep, big star." Lin Feng whispered in the other person's ear with a cold voice.

Belmore turned his head with difficulty, staring at the face completely in darkness in front of him with wide eyes.

you……

Ten seconds later, Lin Feng let go of his arms, chuckled, and quietly placed the unconscious witch on the ground, leaning against the wall with his head hanging down.

This place would be unnoticed in the dark.

The repairman is confident in his skills.

After many experiments, there are also accurate data tables for reference.

The other person should wake up within five minutes.

enough!
No, I would say the timing is just right.

"Dear guests, do any of you know when and where this picture was taken?"

The host stood on the stage and was explaining the content of the slides to everyone.

Lin Feng lowered his head, passed through the people who were all focused on the stage, and walked to the other side of the banquet hall.

"What did you go to do?"

Conan watched over Kenzo Masayama, who was sleeping on the seat, and looked around, feeling a little guilty.

I was alone and almost failed to stabilize this guy just now.

It shouldn't have caused any noise, right?

Fortunately, I have helped Uncle Mouri sit down like this many times, and my experience points are full, otherwise I would have messed up.

Speaking of which, this part of playing the slideshow provided me with a lot of convenience.

You can't take action now, right?

Pisco!
Just as the detective looked at the old man on the seat, he smiled in victory.

"Well done. I'll take this old guy away first. Don't forget the big dinner tomorrow." Lin Feng grabbed Pisco's hair, looked around, then directly carried him out of the banquet hall.

"Hey?"

Conan stretched out his hand, a little confused.

With so many people present, you just took him away in an open and fair manner? !

And we don’t have any evidence of his crime yet!

He suddenly came to his senses.

No wonder Lin Feng told himself that if he really couldn't decide which one was the target, he could choose to let the murderer sleep directly...

"Excuse me, President Fanshan drank too much. I want to send him back." Lin Feng adjusted the mask-shaped voice changer and switched to the voice of the driver he had heard before.

An acquaintance asked Matoyama Kenzo in the darkness not far away, "President, what should we do with what we discussed before?"

"Let's talk tomorrow." Lin Feng held Pisco in one hand, and quickly called out the other person's voice with the other hand, and said.

Not to mention tonight's target, Masuyama Kenzo.

When he first got this mask, the repairman played with it at home for several days, imitating everyone's voices so much that he couldn't wait to let it go even when he was sleeping.

This little trick can't stop him.

When Kenzo Masama's voice sounded, naturally no one would suspect anything.

But it was okay in this completely dark banquet hall.

When Lin Feng dragged Pisco open a crack in the door and walked outside, two waiters came up and asked about the situation.

"What happened to this gentleman?"

"Do you need help?"

The waiter was a little confused when he saw Pisco being put on his shoulders and sleeping soundly, but he didn't think about anything serious.

(End of this chapter)