96[7]13.
Koshien.
The distance from home plate to the flagpoles on both sides is 96 meters. In high school baseball, No. 7 is the outfield, which is the position next to the left flagpole, and the No. 13 stand in the auditorium on that level.
Hattori Heiji, Conan, and Officer Otaki searched in a row. They didn't know the specific location, but the phone must be on the ground or somewhere hidden in the chair.
"Is it this?" Conan found a mobile phone in one of the rows. He picked up the phone that fell on the ground and asked other people. They all said it was not theirs.
People at this time were still very honest. If they were left in the future, they would just pick up the mobile phone at their feet. It doesn't matter if it is a dangerous item, just take it away.
"Hattori."
Conan found Hattori Heiji with his cell phone and said, "It should be this cell phone. There is no message from it yet."
"The game is only two games long. It will come after three games." Hattori Heiji said as he took the phone.
"Heiji, is this really not a prank?"
On the way, Officer Otaki listened to Hattori Heiji's story and was shocked. This was Koshien. If something happened, it would be a big deal and might cause social panic.
"It's probably not a prank. The person didn't change his voice, and the manufacturer's production sticker on the phone is also well affixed, which means it doesn't matter if someone finds him afterwards," Conan said.
Hattori Heiji nodded, looked at Officer Otaki, and said: "The key is that he still knows your identity as a police officer and dares to do such a thing. Obviously he has already risked his life to a certain extent!"
"You know me?" Officer Otaki was stunned.
"Hattori, it's almost the end of the second game. Why is there no movement? He said he would prove it to us if it was a joke." Conan said with a solemn expression.
Hattori Heiji looked thoughtful, pinched his chin and said, "It's very strange. He said he would show us the proof at the end of the second round."
"It must be a farce, right?" Officer Otaki frowned.
The three of them looked around, walked to the top stand of the venue, and glanced around.
Suddenly Conan said: "Look outside, there is smoke."
"Fire?" Hattori Heiji saw thick smoke coming from a high-rise building in the city through the Internet.
"Ah, isn't that around Roku-cho?" Officer Otaki said.
"Uncle Otaki, please call and ask the police station here. Also, I suspect that the murderer has seen you somewhere, maybe at the police station. It's best to recall if anything happened recently." Hattori Heiji frowned. He frowned.
"Okay." Officer Otaki nodded and took out his mobile phone to make a call.
I quickly received a reply from the police on the other side of the fire. It was suspected that a bomb had exploded. A fire broke out at a transportation company called Takano Transportation. People nearby said they heard a loud noise and then saw flames coming out.
Fortunately, the company was closed today and no one was injured, so we suspected that the loud noise was a bomb.
The expressions on the three people's faces became ugly. Officer Otaki did not tell the police over there the specific situation.
"It's indeed a bomb. The evidence that guy wanted to show us was actually outside Koshien. Damn it." Hattori Heiji gritted his teeth.
"Heiji, what should I do? Do you want to call the police?" Officer Otaki said.
"No, you can't call the police. There must be bombs in Koshien. If the police come and cause a commotion or announce a stop to the game, that person will definitely detonate the bomb and commit suicide." Conan said.
"Right."
Officer Otaki was stunned for a moment, thought about it carefully, and said doubtfully: "But, he wants to commit suicide, why is he still playing this game?"
Hattori Heiji and Conan were both silent. For a while, Conan raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Maybe that person wants us to stop him, and he didn't even notice it."
"Ah..." Officer Otaki was slightly startled.
"Yes, maybe he wants someone to stop him. Judging from the code, this person actually likes Koshien. The information is all about Koshien. The two wings are 96, 7 is the outfield in baseball, and 13 is the stand of Koshien Stadium. ." Hattori Heiji said.
"That's what I said..." Officer Otaki frowned, still unable to understand the man's behavior.
"Uncle Otaki, don't worry about what that person thinks for now. You need to investigate that person's information. Judging from the location of the explosion, Takano Transport Company, there must be something inside, or that person has a grudge against Takano Transport Company."
Hattori Heiji didn't believe that someone would blow up a company for no reason. There must be a hidden secret.
"Okay." Otaki Police Department took out his mobile phone.
At this time, Hattori Heiji's cell phone rang and he pressed the answer button, "Hey, what do you want to do?"
"Huh?" The person on the other side was slightly startled. He obviously didn't expect that the phone would be connected so quickly. The code he gave was not difficult, but ordinary people who are not familiar with baseball and Koshien cannot decipher it.
"Talk, hey hey..."
"Haha, it's so interesting...You are such interesting little guys, it seems you can make me happier!"
"what are you saying."
"The devil in Koshien loves your futile efforts."
"In vain?"
Hattori Heiji frowned and was about to ask something when a beeping sound came from his phone and the call was hung up.
"Damn it," Hattori Heiji gritted his teeth.
"What's the next code, Hattori?" Conan asked.
A message just happened to come through the communication.
"47[3]4."
Hattori Heiji muttered with a smile on his face, "It seems that guy is not very good. According to the previous reasoning, this is all related to Koshien. 3 should be the jersey number in baseball, that is, the player who wears 3 in the game field For the guy with the jersey number, the last 4 is the stands, and as for 47..."
Hattori Heiji raised his head and looked down at the place where he was playing, "It should be right there, at position 47 on the first base side."
"But is that really the case?" Officer Otaki asked.
"That's right. Let's go investigate the fourth-floor infield stand over there. Conan will take over the third base over there," Hattori Heiji said.
"Wait a minute, Hattori, I'm going to borrow a radio from my uncle. I didn't know the game was going badly."
"good."
Conan bid farewell to Hattori Heiji and returned to Uncle Mori.
........
Situ Xiu was drinking a drink and chatting leisurely with Hui Yuan Ai. From time to time he would make some funny remarks, which made Hai Yuan Ai laugh.
"By the way, are you really not worried about a big incident in Jiaziyuan, maybe a bomb case." Haiyuan Ai asked.
"Don't worry, those two people will handle it. It'll be fine. We're here to watch the game, but we don't have as much time as them." Situ Xiu said.
"Ahem..."
I don't know when Conan came back. He coughed twice and said with a speechless face: "Yes, we are all very busy and we can help you deal with the bomb incident when we are free."
"It's so rude to eavesdrop on other people's conversations." Situ Xiu curled his lips.
"Don't make any mistake, I came back to get the radio and happened to hear it."
Conan rolled his eyes, walked up to Uncle Maori, and said, "Uncle, can you lend me your radio?"
"What are you doing?" Uncle Maoli said disgustedly.
"It's like this. If we look for that person, we won't be able to watch the game, so we want to hear the live broadcast." Conan said with a smile.
"Don't break it." Uncle Maori had no choice but to take out the radio and hand it to Conan. This was a prop for him to listen to the horse racing competition.
"goodbye."
Conan smiled and waved. After walking a few steps, he walked back to Situ Xiu and whispered: "There is another code 47 [3] 4. I know the last two, but 47, I doubt it is that simple."
"Let's not talk about other things, 3, you don't think it's the person wearing the No. 3 jersey on the field, right in the stands over there."
Situ Xiu crossed his arms and looked at player No. 3 on the baseball field. The stands over there were very close to player No. 3.
"Isn't it?"
Conan was stunned. Hattori's previous analysis was that the person might have seen player No. 3 come on the field and issued the No. 3 instruction.
"Do you know the God of Baseball? There is a portrait of him hanging at the monument in Koshien, and his jersey is also No. 3." Situ Xiu said with a smile.
"What!!" Conan looked surprised. He was not very familiar with baseball, so naturally he didn't know about this.
Suddenly Conan woke up. The previous code was to confuse them, making them mistakenly think that the second code was the No. 3 jersey that happened to appear on the court. In fact, it did not refer to that person, but to the monument to the God of Baseball.
Haibara Ai next to him smiled faintly. He liked watching this scene very much. You must know that the famous detective Kudo Shinichi was played with by a child. This was more exciting and interesting than anything else.
"What is 47?" Conan couldn't help but ask.
"I don't know, I really don't know this." Situ Xiu shook his head, knowing so much he still checked the information about Jiaziyuan.
"If you ask me 4, I would say it's on the fourth floor of the stands."
"........."
I know this too.
Conan chuckled and twitched the corner of his mouth twice. He thought Situ Xiu knew everything, but it turned out that there were some things he didn't know.
"Master Xiu, goodbye."
"Come on."
Situ Xiu waved his hand, and Uncle Maori next to him said strangely: "Come on, isn't he looking for someone?"
"Yes, uncle, we are looking for someone." Situ Xiu said.
The game was still going on, but it was not paused because of these things. The audience cheered.
"Strikeouts, that's awesome."
"Amazing, what a great fight."
People around him cheered with joy, and the atmosphere at the scene was ignited.
Haiyuan Ai said: "Could that 47 be silver?"
"What silver?" Situ Xiu was stunned.
"The silver umbrella in Koshien."
Haiyuan Ai pointed to the opposite side and said: "Look, isn't there a big roof on the ceiling behind the ball net? That's it. The atomic number of silver is 47, so it should refer to the silver umbrella."
"So that's it, Xiao Ai is really amazing." Situ Xiu clapped his hands with admiration on his face.
The corners of Hui Yuan Ai's mouth twitched twice. If other people had said this, they would have been happy, but from Situ Xiu's words, there was a different charm.
I feel like a fool.
Yes, it’s the feeling of being praised by smart people.
"Don't you inform them."
"It's okay, they should know. Don't worry, we'll just have a good chat and watch the game."
"..."
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