"Who...are you? Why are you here?"
"Are you in the same group as these people?"
Kyogoku looked at the sudden appearance of Jinguji Budo and others, and his originally indifferent expression turned grim. His eyes were fixed on Jinguji Martial Arts, waiting for the other party's answer. At the same time, his knees were slightly bent, like a tiger ready to go, ready to continue fighting.
The physical condition of Jinguji Martial Arts is really outstanding. He is nearly two meters tall and has a solid figure that cannot be concealed even if he wears long sleeves. Moreover, Kyogoku also feels a sense of strength from Jinguji Martial Arts that can only be seen after practicing. The fierce temperament possessed by those who fight.
Next to Jinguji Budou, Sakuragi Hanamichi, who was dressed in black and had a red mohawk, couldn't hide his gangster temperament at all. The scene that Kyogoku True Union saw before his eyes naturally connected Jinguji Budo and the others with the men in black lying on the ground.
As for Haruko and Fujima Takako, Kyogoku subconsciously ignored them. All his attention was on Jinguji Martial Arts and Sakuragi Hanamichi.
"Hey, hey, don't be nervous, we don't know these people."
Martial Arts felt Kyogoku's real momentum, and after spreading his hands, he pointed at the people on the ground and said. At the same time, the surprise in his eyes began to dissipate and turned into scrutiny.
"Ho, this guy is about the same height as Sakuragi Hanamichi, and his body is not much different from Sakuragi."
"Although I didn't see him take action just now, from the time I heard these people yelling to the time I came over, it only took ten seconds."
"After killing so many people in such a short time, is this guy really a human?"
Jinguji Martial Arts looked at the people paralyzed on the ground and was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that the Kyogoku Makoto he heard from Fujima Takako was actually the person he knew. This was really unscientific.
"Aren't we together? Who are you? Why are you here?"
Although Kyogoku Shin heard Budo's explanation, he still did not relax and asked with a posture, indicating that he would take action if there was a disagreement.
"We are spectators coming to watch the game. With the help of some connections, we want to meet the participating players before the game."
"Are you Kyogoku Makoto? We came to the waiting room to meet you. I heard that you are a karate genius who has won 180 consecutive victories. Let's take a look at your face~"
"Oh, by the way, the elder who helped us here is called Fujima Shinichi. This is his daughter, and I am his disciple. These two are our friends."
Budo showed what he thought was a kind smile, and explained to Kyogoku Shin that Kyogoku Shin had already relaxed his guard after listening to Budō's compliments. When Budo said Fujima Shinichi's name, Kyogoku Shin's Just really relaxed.
As a person in the fighting circle, Fujima Shinichi's name is quite resounding. Although Kyogoku is really the master of karate, Fujima Shinichi's name is quite thunderous to him.
"Speaking of which...I seem to have seen you somewhere."
Fujima Shinichi looked at the face of Jinguji Budo with a look of recollection. He felt that Jinguji Budo looked familiar.
He is also a high school student. When Kyogoku is really bored, he will buy some sports magazines and read them. Of course, he pays attention to karate events, but sports magazines are not dedicated to karate.
It is not unusual for the slightly famous Jinguji Martial Arts to be reported and featured in magazines.
"Really? That's quite fate."
"Hello, my name is Jinguji Budo, and this is Takako Fujima, the daughter of master Shinichi Fujima."
"These two are my friends, Sakuragi Hanamichi and Akagi Haruko."
"Please give me more advice."
Jinguji Budo greeted Kyogoku Shin and introduced himself and the people around him at the same time. Sakuragi Hanamichi is also a little interested in Kyogoku. He can see that Kyogoku is really good at fighting, but he is only slightly interested. He doesn't show enthusiasm and just nods indifferently. .
"I'm Kyogoku Makoto."
"Since you are here to watch the game, then hurry up and go to the auditorium. It is not very convenient for me."
Kyogoku really acted a little indifferent. After all, everyone was unfamiliar with them, and he also had something to do, and he didn't want to involve innocent people.
"Well, you go about your business, let's go first."
"Oh, by the way, if you have any difficulties, you can ask me for help. I can still help with some things."
Budo glanced at the person lying on the ground and said wisely, but before leaving, he still wanted to form a good relationship with Kyogoku. After all, the world seemed a little different from what he knew. There were many friends and many friends. The road is not.
Kyogoku just nodded and didn't take it to heart. It was just a chance encounter. Even if there were difficulties, he would not trouble others.
...
"Oh!
That person is really powerful. Although I didn't see that person take action with my own eyes, in such a short time, Kyogoku actually knocked down those armed people. That person's fighting ability is definitely very strong. "
"Today's game should be very exciting!"
On the way to the stadium stands, Akagi Haruko said in wonder. Today was an eye-opener for her. She didn't expect someone to be so good. Although Haruko herself didn't like karate competitions, she had something like this happen and she was looking forward to today's competition.
After all, fighting is something like this, even if no one is interested in it at all, they will not exclude people from watching the game. Some boring people can watch two dogs fighting all afternoon, let alone two people fighting.
"That's not necessarily true. Another possibility is that today's game will become very boring."
"For a person of Kyogoku's caliber, not just anyone can be his opponent."
"A one-sided game would be quite boring."
Takako Fujima is a serious judo practitioner after all, and has a different view on this match.
The group of people chatted and walked towards the stands of the stadium. During this period, Jinguji was in a hurry to urinate, so he went to the toilet to fill the water before going to the stands to join Sakuragi and others.
The game was held at the Tokyo Stadium.
The Tokyo Gymnasium itself is a comprehensive gymnasium. In addition to hosting karate competitions, indoor sports such as judo, volleyball, and basketball can also be held at the Tokyo Gymnasium. The original IH basketball competition was also held here, but the venue was not the same.
The stands at the karate competition venue are no smaller than those at basketball games. The stands that can accommodate thousands of people are packed at this time. Just looking at the scene, it is not much better than the championship match at Lingnan High School.
In this country, karate competitions are more popular than basketball.
In the center of the venue is a square arena, and on the edge of the arena is a long bench. The guests invited to watch the game were all sitting over there. At this time, Shinichi Fujima was chatting with an uncle in a blue suit. Both of them had smiles on their faces. It looked like they were chatting. Very happy.
"Hahaha! Fujima-senpai, don't say that. Even if I practice judo, I can't become like you."
"My talent is far inferior to yours!"
"I'm just a little detective in the office now, and I can't afford your praise, senior."
In the guest seat, the uncle in a blue suit laughed hahaha, with a proud expression on his face, but he spoke modest words. This expression did not match his words at all.
"Brother Maori, you are really humble."
"The famous detective Mouri Kogoro is not just a little detective!"
"But it's really a pity. If you had not quit the judo club at Rice University, but listened to the coach and concentrated on practicing, you would definitely be able to become a master who is not weaker than me now."
"I remember you went to the Metropolitan Police Academy after graduation, but why did you become a detective again?"
Shinichi Fujita and Kogoro Mouri seemed to be old acquaintances, and Shinichi Fujima talked about things that happened many years ago. Mouri Kogoro couldn't help but blush when he heard this, grabbed the back of his head with his right hand, laughed, and replied casually:
"Interest! Hahaha, it's interest!"
"Police, it's so boring, hahaha!"
Fujima Shinichi did not doubt his presence and said with emotion:
"As expected of a Maori brother, he is really free and easy!"
Listening to Fujima Shinichi's praise, Mouri Kogoro couldn't help but want to light a cigarette to calm down, but as soon as he took out the cigarette case, he realized where this place was, looked around, and whispered towards Fujima Shinichi asked:
"Senior, when does this competition start? I want to go to the toilet, but I don't know if it's late?"
Shinichi Fujima glanced down at the clock and said with a smile: "It's only 13.30 now. There's still half an hour before the game starts. There's still time, there's still time."
"I'll go with you. It just so happens that I also want to use the toilet."
While talking, the two stood up from their seats and left the venue.
Jinguji Budo, who was sitting in the stands, did not pay attention to what was happening on the field. At this time, his attention was focused on a child sitting in the seat in front of him. The child was chatting with the two girls next to him, with an innocent look on his face.
Beside Budo, Fujima Takako was chatting with Haruko and Sakuragi Hanamichi, but he had no intention of joining the chat group.
"Blue suit, bow tie, black-rimmed glasses."
"When he opens his mouth, he says, 'Oh, hey.' That's right. This guy is the God of Death!"
Budao was shocked. When he saw Kyogoku, he already had an ominous premonition, but after sitting on his seat, he realized that this was not just a premonition, this was a damn reality!
"Ah!"
"Brother, why are you staring at me?"
At this moment, the little man sitting in front of Jinguji Martial Arts turned his head, showed a puzzled expression towards Martial Arts, and asked.
"Huh? Conan, what are you talking about?" The boy's words obviously attracted the attention of the two girls beside him. Mao Lilan and Suzuki Sonoko followed the boy's gaze and turned back to look at Jinguji Martial Arts.
Obviously, Jinguji Martial Arts Commentary Conan's gaze was noticed by this little detective, no, the big detective.
"Well..."
When the three people looked at him like this, Wu Dao's expression suddenly became a little unnatural. Moreover, Conan's expression when looking at martial arts was full of scrutiny, as if he were looking at a prisoner.
"This guy is so tall!"
"I just kept feeling like someone was staring at me. Is it this guy!?"
"He knows me? Well, I guess so!"
"Those three people really want to be with him. The guy with the red hair doesn't look like a good person at first glance."
Conan looked at Jinguji Martial Arts innocently, but his eyes swept over the people around Martial Arts for unknown reasons. The impression Sakuragi and others left on him was quite average.
"Well~ I didn't see anything, I just didn't expect that such a young child would be interested in karate."
"Hehe...hehehe..."
Wu Dao smiled awkwardly and explained that he did not want to have anything to do with the other party. God knows what weird things will happen if you get involved with the other party. If you encounter an incident, just be a bystander. If you accidentally become the protagonist of the incident, then you can only cry to the king of hell if you want to cry. Look!
"He is really a strange person." Suzuki Sonoko thought to herself, without paying attention, and turned around. When Conan saw this, he didn't look into it deeply. He turned around and looked at the field. On the contrary, it was Mao Lilan who looked at the face of Jinguji Martial Arts with a hesitant look.
"You...I seem to have seen you somewhere!" Mao Lilan whispered, trying to remember.
"Then you must have remembered it wrong, I don't know you." Wu Dao waved his hand quickly and said hurriedly. Mao Lilan frowned and turned around, but her mind was still thinking about where she had seen Jinguji Martial Arts. She felt that her memory was quite good and she definitely remembered it correctly!
The presence of Conan and others made Martial Arts feel uncomfortable and uncomfortable.
The period of waiting for the competition to start was really torturous for Wu Dao. He peeed more frequently without even realizing it. In less than half an hour, Wu Dao went to the toilet 5 to 6 times.
Fujima Takako thought that Budo had diarrhea, and asked a few questions with concern, but was ignored by Budo.
He can't say that he was scared to death by the Shinigami primary school student, right?
At two o'clock in the afternoon, it was finally time for the game to start. Just as the audience was preparing to welcome the contestants, a group of policemen suddenly appeared in the passage inside the venue. A policeman in yellow clothes with a big belly entered the venue. After saying a few words to the organizer, the venue The people inside were obviously in a panic.
At the same time, the audience in the stands also noticed something strange, and the entire venue suddenly became noisy.
Not long after, all the spectators were asked to leave the scene.
"It's the Megure Police Department. What happened? Has the game been suspended?" Conan recognized the policeman in yellow at the venue. After murmuring, he wanted to leave his seat, but was grabbed by Mao Lilan and could not. Get away.
"Conan, don't run around." Although Xiaolan didn't know what was going on, she had seen a lot of things, and she acted quite calmly at this moment. However, in the eyes of martial arts, this calmness was... .skilled....
"Uh-huh! Uh-huh!"
"Dear viewers, due to some problems with the equipment at the venue, we are now organizing manpower to carry out emergency repairs."
"The game will be delayed for 15 minutes. During this time, we hope that all spectators can sit in their seats and not run around to avoid affecting our staff."
"Thank you for your cooperation. On behalf of the conference, I would like to apologize to you!"
The person in charge of the conference took a microphone, stood in the center of the ring, and announced to everyone. After speaking, he bowed skillfully and walked off the ring.
Hearing this, Jinguji Martial Arts' expression also changed, and he shouted in his heart that something was wrong:
"I'm going to die! Are you involved in something?!"
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