In the rest area, a man in sportswear and with short black hair who looked about thirty years old came over:
"Senior Mori! Hello! My name is Ryosuke Sakaki, and I graduated from Mihua University..."
Before he could finish his words, Mouri Kogoro said in surprise, pointed at the other person and said:
"You're the 'Sakaki' who kicked the own goal!"
"Well..." Ryosuke Sakaki's expression froze.
"What own goal?" Mao Lilan wondered.
"He actually kicked the ball into his own door in the league, and then let Mihua University miss the fifth championship!" Mouri Kogoro said angrily.
"Uh...it turns out that Mr. Mori, you also know about that."
Ryosuke Sakaki had no choice but to show an awkward yet polite smile, and his title changed from Senior Mori to Mr. Mori.
He planned to use his identity as a fellow school student to get close to him, but he didn't expect that he got off to a bad start.
"Then there's no need to say it!"
Mouri Kogoro took a few steps forward and continued to point at the opponent and said reluctantly: "I was sitting in the audience cheering for the school team in that game. It has already passed since today. Well... in short, many years have passed. Got it!"
"It was 10 years ago."
Ryosuke Sakaki responded immediately: "That incident also caused a big blow to me, and I still dream about it to this day."
Did it actually happen so long ago? And judging from people's reactions, the so-called 'blow' was obviously not just talk...
Mao Lilan knew that once her father got impulsive, it would be easy for him to say some stupid things, so he reminded:
"Dad, why are you bringing up things that happened so long ago?"
"Well……"
Mouri Kogoro calmed down and realized that he was being too preoccupied. He coughed slightly and changed the subject:
"Then you are now..."
"I am now working as a coach in the gym and also as a coach for the youth football team." Ryosuke Sakaki said.
He's a coach. Sure enough, he's still engaged in sports work... Mouri Kogoro nodded:
"Oh! It's quite powerful. No wonder we met here."
The atmosphere relaxed slightly, after realizing that this famous detective didn't seem so difficult to get along with.
Sakaki Ryosuke also hurriedly changed his title again:
"That's it, Senior Maori... I want to introduce someone to you. He is your super fan, Senior, and he is nearby. Can I spare you a little time to meet him?"
"Ah? No problem..."
Mouri Kogoro was a little confused by the question.
Although he is a detective, his popularity is far beyond that of ordinary celebrities, but precisely because of his special status as a detective, there is no threshold for anyone who wants to meet him.
That's why he showed such an expression when he heard Ryosuke Sakaki say that the super fan happened to be nearby.
"Thank you very much, senior!"
As he spoke, Ryosuke Sakaki turned around and ran in the direction of the venue. In the process, he turned around several times with uneasiness and warned:
"Just a moment, I'll bring him over right away."
"What's going on with him..." Mouri Kogoro blinked blankly.
"Wow!"
A burst of cheers and applause suddenly sounded, drawing the attention of several people back to the court again.
I saw Conan, a child who was flamboyant and loved to be in the limelight, using his head, shoulders, chest, and knees to complete a series of difficult ball-controlling operations until professional players were attracted to watch. Then he stopped showing off his skills and kicked the ball to Akagi hero.
This kid can definitely be a coach to teach other kids...Hero Akagi stopped the ball at his feet and let out a breath:
"I give up and surrender!"
"marvelous!"
"He's really handsome!"
"Conan, you are so awesome."
The three children ran over to cheer their little friend.
And a certain detective boy, maybe because he was not a fan of the Soul Team, smiled immodestly and walked towards the rest area amidst the praises, completely forgetting that he had been sparring with him for so long. The Akagi hero says hello.
"Hello!"
Higo Ryūsuke chased after the professional players who were watching, stopped in front of Conan, bent down and stared at his face for a few seconds:
"Kudo Shinichi..."
? !
Conan, Dr. A Li, and Haibara Ai's pupils contracted.
Astonishment, confusion, shock, but before these emotions could fully ferment, Bigo Longyou slowly asked the second half of the sentence:
"do you know him?"
"Um...Biju contestant, you..." Conan considered his words, thinking about how to speak, so that he would not be obtrusive in front of everyone, and at the same time, he could understand the reason why the other party asked him about 'Kudo Shinichi'.
"Excuse me!"
The next second, Mao Lilan said before he could think of a countermeasure, "Excuse me, do you know Shinichi?"
"Well, I went to watch his game before and talked to him a few words."
Higo Ryūsuke explained: "The way this kid plays football is somewhat similar to him."
"Ah... This, this should be because brother Shinichi once taught me how to play football, haha... hahaha..." Conan scratched his head and smiled guiltily.
He naturally still remembered what Higo Ryūsuke said, but he didn't expect that it was his own skills that amazed the opponent at that time. Today, he actually came back in this way again and shocked himself.
"That kid guided me, so it's no wonder."
Higo Ryūsuke suddenly realized, reached out and touched Conan's head, and praised: "You are very talented, you must play football well in the future!"
"Yeah." Conan nodded in response and watched Bigo Ryūyu leave.
"Conan got his head touched by a contestant!"
"It's so enviable."
"Yeah, good..."
The three little heads reacted.
Yuantai suggested: "I don't think you should wash your hair for the time being."
"Then do it." Conan said with a smile that was very helpful.
Although becoming a detective like Sherlock Holmes has always been his goal, being able to practice football to this level also requires dedication. If he doesn't want to become a professional player, it will not affect the recognition of his skills by players on his favorite team.
This guy Edogawa... he made me so nervous just now, and now he is actually arrogant and proud again...
Haiyuan thought sadly, stretched out his right hand and put it on the other person's big head and rubbed it until a bunch of hair was removed. Then he took back his hand and spoke in a very indifferent tone:
"Let's wash it."
"ha???"
Conan looked confused.
One person took the lead, and Ayumi, Mitsuhiko and Genta were also inspired.
"Let me touch it too!"
"I also want!"
"Is this where the contestant touched just now?"
They all stretched their hands towards Conan's big head.
"No, stop it quickly, don't touch it..."
The latter resisted in vain and could only cry out in despair.
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