"I forgot to bring my wallet when I went out. Sister Xiaolan is too careless..." Yuantai rested his head on his arms.
"But... Conan, is your body okay?"
Mitsuhiko looked at a certain detective boy strangely: "If you want to give me a wallet, just a few of us can go."
"It's okay, I just want to come out and breathe some fresh air." Conan smiled.
Who knows a few minutes ago, when his mind was filled with the scene of the treasure hunter playing with people's hearts, he suddenly saw a call from 'Mao Lilan' on his mobile phone. How frightened and anxious he was when he pressed the answer button.
well……
Conan sighed silently...there have been too many things recently.
Treasure hunter with no trace at all... In the last robbery of the Imperial City Bank, Shuichi Akai, who had a scar on his face, was among the hostages, and Haruka Takato, who was suspected of being 'Bourbon'... They are all people who are focused even though they are all focused on it. , a character that is also difficult to resist.
The unspeakable pressure caused his expression to change.
"..."
Hui Yuan Ai tilted his head and took a deep look this way.
Thinking of a certain detective boy who suddenly jumped out of bed, ran to the window and looked around, and took a few deep breaths before answering the phone.
Could there be... something really wrong with Edogawa's brain?
However, although……
How about... discuss the terms of the bet with Brother Sarada after we go back, and let him let Edogawa do it in the next reasoning?
The two of them walked in front in silence.
Mitsuhiko suddenly said: "Are you thinking about tomorrow's game?"
"ah?"
The two came to their senses.
"It's the championship final between Soul Team and Big Osaka Team." Mitsuhiko said.
Ayumi is a fan of Tokyo Soul. Hearing this, he immediately clenched his fists and said: "Soul was defeated by Big Osaka in the last game, so this time they should fight back!"
"But isn't Team Soul's 'hero' injured?"
Genta was not very optimistic and poured cold water on him: "Without him in the team, it would be difficult to win the Big Osaka team, right?"
Yes, tomorrow is the football championship final. I have prepared the jersey of the Big team. I originally planned to watch the broadcast from the cruise ship...
I didn't expect to come back so soon...
Haiyuan Ai shrugged, added buffs to the players and teams he supported, and said:
"The Big team's defenders will definitely score a hat trick to win the final victory, allowing the team to win this year's scoring title and championship."
"What did you say?" Yuantai glared over.
"What are you guys arguing about?"
Conan looked over speechlessly. He knew that Haiyuan was a fan of the player more than the team. He reminded: "Didn't the guard player already accumulate two yellow card warnings? He will not appear tomorrow."
In football, when a player receives his first yellow card, he is placed on the game's warning list and warned to be careful not to commit further fouls. If that player accidentally receives a second yellow card, he will be sent off directly, so the second yellow card is often called a "red card".
"Eh? Are you telling the truth?" Hui Yuan Ai's face was filled with astonishment.
...For a moment, she expected Conan to be talking nonsense again.
"Didn't you read this morning's newspaper?"
Conan explained: "Under the sports column, the headline on the front page is [Both heroes regret that they cannot go to the decisive battle]... Hey, what's your expression?"
A certain detective boy is now particularly sensitive to eyes.
"Uh... because brother Gengyi doesn't seem to like discussing football, so I don't often read sports columns..."
Hui Yuan Ai briefly recalled and analyzed:
"Ah, I remembered... When I watched a broadcast before when a contestant was given a yellow card by the referee during the game, the football commentator's tone was particularly frustrated. At that time, I felt inexplicably uneasy... It turned out that he had been hit. Such a cunning plan!"
Hey hey... So you don't know the rules on the football field at all...
Conan was very speechless, and... why doesn't Brother Gengyi like football?
"Alas, on the stage of the finals, the captains of both teams cannot play. Just thinking about it makes people feel sad..."
Mitsuhiko sighed, thinking he had guessed the truth behind Conan and Haibara's silence.
Yuantai complained:
"Speaking of pain... I have to go to the dentist to have my cavities pulled out tomorrow. Damn it! The hero can't play, and I don't want to go to the dentist! If only I never came tomorrow!"
Please, how is that possible... Conan is about to persuade his friends to give up this unrealistic idea.
Next to him, a man's laughter came:
"Haha...children, don't say such things, tomorrow is full of infinite hope!"
Huh?
Everyone turned to look over. Conan twisted his body around half a circle because of the injury on his neck.
It was a man who looked to be about 60 years old.
His stature is not very tall, and visually he should be similar to Dr. A Li.
His skin is tight with no obvious wrinkles, and his smiling face is kind and kind.
"Uncle, who are you? Do we know each other?" Yuantai asked in confusion.
Conan withdrew his gaze and made a judgment in his mind.
He looked like just an ordinary old man... He must have overheard their conversation and couldn't help but interject...
"Haha, I'm just an ordinary uncle who happened to pass by here after retirement with nothing to do..."
The man's answer seemed to confirm Conan's reasoning.
He smiled and introduced: "My name is Daida Kyouzo, but that's not important!"
It's not that important...
Yuantai continued to look puzzled: "So, uncle...are you happy about anything tomorrow?"
"Yes, there are so many happy things that it's a bit nerve-wracking for me~ Tomorrow, not only will I go to Osaka to watch a football match, but I also made an appointment with an old friend I haven't seen in 10 years to go to Tokyo for a drink. Yes, the TV series I watch every week will have its finale tomorrow. Finally, this is it..."
The man who called himself Daida Kyouzo squinted his eyes, but with the smile still on his face, he took out an envelope from the leather bag he carried with him and showed it:
"The lottery draw day for these lottery tickets is also tomorrow. I bought a lot of them, so I am looking forward to the draw..."
He hasn't finished speaking yet.
Suddenly, a man wearing a peaked cap, with no obvious features except being thin, rushed from behind and snatched Kyouzo Daida's bag.
The envelope in his hand was taken flying out, and the lottery tickets inside were layered and criss-crossed, floating in the air.
Daida Kyouzo subconsciously raised his hand, then lowered it. He stared blankly at the lottery tickets flying past him. His field of vision was filled with a pile of elegant papers. He watched in confusion as they finally dispersed to every corner of the long street.
Kyozo Daida sighed softly, squatted down, and prepared to pick up a lottery ticket with his fingers.
"ah!"
Suddenly, a scream that penetrated his ears brought him back from his thoughts.
Looking up, I saw the robber's body flying up, rolling several times in the air, and then falling hard to the ground.
There was an expression of pain on his face, and blood flowed from his nose and mouth. There was no time to show the distortion in his expression to everyone.
The next second.
The man's body was kicked back by a more violent impact, leaving behind a young man wearing black clothes and holding a can of coffee in his hand. He said to several people calmly:
"You guys have caused trouble again..."
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