Ke Xue: Xiaolan delivers goods to your door at the beginning

"Have you heard my story?" Lin Xiaofeng asked without turning his head.

"No, but when I first met you, I noticed that your face was full of stories." Ikeba Shizuka held a towel, placed her other hand on his shoulder, and carefully wiped his back. Her warm breath sprayed onto his back, feeling hot.

"That's a brilliant answer..." Before Lin Xiaofeng could finish speaking, Chi Bo Jinghua's small hand moved slowly on his back, her well-maintained fingertips gently pressing against his back muscles. A comfortable and warm feeling kept surfacing in Lin Xiaofeng's mind.

Feeling her careful movements, Lin Xiaofeng thought for a moment, but still couldn't help but ask what was on his mind: "I'm curious, why did you suddenly come over to help me scrub my back?"

"Wasn't this what you asked for?" Ikeba Shizuka blushed and chuckled.

"You couldn't possibly not have realized I was joking, but you agreed without hesitation..." Lin Xiaofeng rolled his eyes.

Ikeba Shizuka smiled slightly, her lips pursed, but her hands didn't stop moving: "Do you remember what I told you that night?"

Lin Xiaofeng was startled, and the image of himself shouting "Chibo Jinghua is the best in the world" like a madman popped into his mind again.

"Of course I remember, what's wrong?"

“I asked you… well, to be precise, I know you’ve been very tired all these years.” Ikeba Shizuka paused, her voice calm. “Although I don’t know exactly what you’ve been through, the fact that you easily dealt with the thugs in the Twin Towers that day clearly proves that you’ve spent a lot of time improving in this area.”

Lin Xiaofeng was a little surprised. She had already considered such a far-reaching place.

"Since they've worked hard, they should be rewarded," she said softly, as if talking to herself.

Lin Xiaofeng chuckled and was about to reply when she said, "Alright, the back is done, now it's time to wipe the front."

"Up ahead? Are you that brave?"

Ikeba Shizuka completely ignored his words, grabbed his shoulder with one hand, and turned him around.

Their eyes met, and her face grew even hotter, but she didn't look away from those watery eyes. Instead, she parted her red lips slightly and said coquettishly, "Come on, hero."

Lin Xiaofeng was instantly defeated.

Words like "alluring" and "seductive" simply cannot describe her current appearance; at least, the look in her eyes completely captivated Lin Xiaofeng.

630. Female Assassin Tachibana Maya

Finally, it was Yukiko's turn to enter the hot spring pool.

Seeing Lin Xiaofeng's satisfied expression, Yukiko said with a smile, "Xiaofeng-kun, isn't he good to you?"

"Yukiko, you're so wonderful! I even want you to be my empress." Lin Xiaofeng was very satisfied with Yukiko's performance; she was virtuous and tolerant, a model of virtue for the world.

Lin Xiaofeng decided to reward Yukiko handsomely, and the gunfire intensified...

After the hot springs, the four of them played King's Game together, and everyone completely let loose. It was a wonderful and heartwarming Silver Party.

……

This is a small, hole-in-the-wall restaurant, with a sign on its wooden door that reads "Closed Today".

"It seems a bit unfortunate?"

Lin Xiaofeng, still somewhat unwilling to give up, placed his hand on the doorknob and tried to open the door.

People are sometimes like that. Even though they've already seen the "Closed Today" sign on the door, they still insist on going over to see if anyone's inside, and then reaching out to tug on the lock.

This is what they call "not giving up until the Yellow River is reached".

However, Lin Xiaofeng did not give up this time, because when he turned the doorknob, the door opened.

Lin Xiaofeng: "?"

"Did the shop owner forget to lock the door?"

Lin Xiaofeng walked into the dark shop without any politeness, took out his nuclear-powered lighter, and checked the situation inside.

At first glance, the store is neatly arranged, which makes a newspaper on the stool next to the bar stand out.

Lin Xiaofeng bent down and glanced at the contents of the newspaper. On the largest page of the newspaper, there was a striking news article.

[A murderer who defrauded insurance money has escaped!]

Lin Xiaofeng: "!"

This eye-catching headline naturally reminded Lin Xiaofeng of the case he was handling: the Abe Yutaka 500 million yen insurance fraud case.

Could it be that Yutaka Abe escaped?

Lin Xiaofeng picked up the newspaper and had only read two lines when he realized it was just a false alarm.

The insurance fraudster mentioned above is named Tang Tianchao. He was convicted of murdering his wife to collect insurance money.

These days, there are so many people committing insurance fraud, and they're all incredibly ruthless.

Lin Xiaofeng shook his head helplessly and put the newspaper down.

Just then, Lin Xiaofeng saw through the glass of the wooden door that someone was running towards "The Last Supper".

And the name hanging above his head is Tang Tianchao!

Are there really people willingly offering themselves up for death?

Lin Xiaofeng was slightly stunned, but he immediately reacted, turned off the nuclear lighter in his hand, and with a cool flip, hid in the darkness behind the bar.

At that moment, Yuda pushed open the wooden door and entered the restaurant.

Upon entering the restaurant, Yuda cautiously peered out from behind the wooden door, surveying the entire space. However, after scanning back and forth for several seconds, he found nothing suspicious.

That's strange. I clearly saw some kind of "ghost fire" or similar light inside the shop just now.

Could it be a reflection on the glass?

Tang Tian stopped speculating, because now he needed to hurry up and pack his bags to make a run for it.

"It's all that woman's fault! She ruined my plans, I'm so angry!"

"I should never have hired her!"

While packing his luggage, Yuda uttered a couple of complaints.

Just then, the restaurant's wooden door opened again, and another person walked in.

The shop was completely dark, but Lin Xiaofeng didn't dare to peek inside. He could only tell from the footsteps that the person was wearing heels and walking lightly.

At the far end of the restaurant, there is a jigsaw puzzle on the wall depicting the world-famous painting, The Last Supper.

She walked straight to the jigsaw puzzle of the famous painting, took out a piece from her pocket, and put it into the missing piece of the world-famous painting. The drawer under the painting then popped open automatically.

She took out a document from the drawer, stared at it for a while, and then a confident smile appeared on her face.

"So this person was your murder target?"

The appearance of the sound further confirmed Lin Xiaofeng's earlier judgment.

This is a woman.

As soon as the woman finished speaking, Yuda, who had been hiding in the darkness behind the bar, stopped pretending and stood up to rebuke her.

"It's too late! I was planning to watch him die a painful death here."

"hateful!"

Yuda was now filled with immense anger.

I just escaped from prison yesterday, and my original plan was to hire a professional hitman to get revenge on the detective who deduced that I killed my wife for insurance money.

As a result, while waiting for the smuggling ship to leave Japan today, Yuda suddenly had a whimsical idea: he wanted to become a five-star assassin and personally eliminate that damned detective.

Practice your skills here, and who knows, you might even be able to develop a side job as an assassin when you get to the other side of the ocean.

Unfortunately, today, whether he tried to run someone over with his car or hit them with a cement block with steel bars stuck in it, all his attempts ended in failure, and he was almost caught by the detective and his child.

It's already evening, and the smuggling boat is about to leave. If we don't run away now, the danger level will skyrocket.

After all, he is now not only a five-star assassin, but also a five-star fugitive.

In summarizing the failure of today's murder plan, Yuda did not think it was due to his lack of professional skills, but rather because the female assassin he had hired was always loitering around his target.

"You're in my way! If it weren't for you, I would have killed that man long ago!"

Before Yuta could finish speaking, his opponent used a tactical sweep to kick him to the ground.

"Listen to me clearly, I don't want to be bothered by anyone."

After saying that, the woman left on her own.

After a while, Lin Xiaofeng, who had been hiding behind the bar, sheepishly poked his head out.

On the floor in front of the bar, Yuda lay sprawled out on the ground.

Lin Xiaofeng: "Uh..."

From their conversation, Lin Xiaofeng roughly understood their relationship: it was that of an employer and an assassin.

Or it could be a relationship between Party A and Party B.

"This contractor is pretty arrogant..."

This guy, Yuda, hired a female assassin to kill someone. As for who that person was...

Lin Xiaofeng walked to the bottom of the famous painting puzzle, opened the drawer, and inside was a document containing personal information about Kogoro Mouri.

Then Lin Xiaofeng walked to the bar and picked up the newspaper from before to read it carefully, instantly figuring out the whole story.

· ······Requesting flowers· ····

It turns out that the person who sent Yuta to prison was Kogoro Mouri, so Yuta now wants to take revenge on Kogoro Mouri.

Lin Xiaofeng walked over to Tang Tian and felt Tang Tian's pulse.

"It's a pity, he's still alive..."

If a person is still alive, a post-mortem investigation cannot be conducted, which is equivalent to losing a skill.

However, since the person wasn't dead, Lin Xiaofeng couldn't finish him off. He could only take a roll of tape from behind the bar and tie the person up first.

Then Lin Xiaofeng skillfully dialed Inspector Megure's private phone number.

"Hey?"

"Inspector Megure, I've apprehended the fugitive you're looking for, Yuda."

"Yes, it's at number 13, Kyucho, Beika Town, in a restaurant called 'The Last Supper.' You can see it as soon as you enter."

"That's all, I have to go now, I'll hang up."

On the other side, Inspector Megure awkwardly removed the phone from his face.

"Is this Lin brother competing with Maoli brother for the Beika Citizen of the Year award?"

Five minutes later, Conan stood in front of the street sign that read "Nakamachi 9-13".

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Upon seeing the contents of the road sign, Conan had a flash of inspiration and finally understood the series of events that had occurred that day.

First, the newspaper published that Yuda Shio, who had been imprisoned by Uncle Mori or by his own deduction, had escaped from prison the night before last.

Then, on his way home from betting on horse racing, Uncle Mori "picked up" a beautiful girl with amnesia and kindly took her to the hospital for a check-up. He also took her to various hotels to verify her identity.

Along the way, a strange man in green clothes repeatedly attacked their group.

All of this can be described as a coincidence, but it can also be described as a coincidence formed by a series of inevitabilities.

Because this beautiful girl was actually hired by Yuda to kill Mori!

However, the assassin suffered brain damage in a bus accident, which caused him to lose his memory, forget his identity, and forget the meeting place.

To verify this reasoning, the only way is...

Conan looked around and immediately spotted a restaurant not far away called "The Last Supper".

This is the name written on the pages of the hotel bible found on the beautiful girl!

This is actually a restaurant?

Without saying a word, Conan rushed into the restaurant, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw a person bound with tape struggling to escape on the ground like a maggot.

On his back, there was a piece of paper stuck to the tape.

My name is Tang Tianchao, and I am a fugitive.

Please see the newspaper on the table next to me for details about my resume.

Conan glanced to the side and sure enough, there was a newspaper there.

"He's the escaped convict whose case was solved by my uncle!"