The Sleeping Prince's Romance

Ignoring Conan and Tobu, whose IQ suddenly dropped sharply, Jiro turned to Mrs. Koo again:

"Ms. Koo, what's your height?"

"About 157 cm."

After subconsciously answering Jirou's question, the expressions of Mrs. Koo and the others also changed——

If the height of the real prisoner is under 160 cm, then Mrs. Oo who is only 157 cm is suspected?

However, Jiro's next words dispelled Mrs. Koo's suspicion:

"If I remember correctly, Mrs. Koo is used to using her right hand, right?"

"Correct."

Mrs. Koo replied.

"So you're not a criminal either."

Cirou ruled out another suspect, but before Mrs. Koo could breathe out the breath in her chest, Cirou's next sentence made Mrs. Koo's expression turn ugly again.

"Then why did you come to the showroom?"

"I... I'm because..."

Mrs. Xiaowei's eyes flicked left and right in a panic, but she couldn't tell why.

"Mother……"

Looking at the troubled mother, Xiaowei murmured in distress, but because he also wanted to know why his mother came to the showroom, he didn't stop Cilang.

"Because you have something to say to the chairman, and you don't know where to get the news. The chairman will come to the showroom today. Am I right?"

Even if Mrs. Koo didn't say anything, Cirou still guessed the reason.

In fact, Mrs. Koo didn't need to answer at this time, because everyone could tell from the shocked expression on her face that Cirou's guess was correct.

It seemed unnecessary to deny it at this point, so Mrs. Koo frowned and admitted with pain:

"Yes, you are right."

Mrs. Xiaowei said:

"My husband is a doctor, and I hope his legacy can be inherited, so I want Kenya to be a doctor, and I don't want him to participate in the next competition.

Kenya is now in the third grade. I don't want him to waste too much time on baseball. If his grades decline and he can't go straight to Hidei High School, he can only go to other schools.

But how many other high schools can match the teaching level of Bingdi High School?Even if someone has a higher admission rate than Byodi, if the grades are so poor that they can't even pass the entrance exam, it will be in vain.

So I just want to come here directly and ask the chairman of the board, Jian Jian, to withdraw from the competition. "

Mrs. Xiaowei said in pain, she was so guilty that she didn't dare to look at her son at all, because no matter whether her goal was achieved or not, she really wanted to kill her son's dream because of her own selfishness.

Therefore, Mrs. Xiaowei didn't see it. After listening to her words, the expression on Xiaowei's face was not resentment and anger, but the same guilt as Mrs. Xiaowei.

Yes, guilty, Xiaowei felt guilty because she didn't realize her mother's expectations for her, and only thought about her own dreams.

For the mother who raised her alone, Xiaowei's affection is much deeper than that of children in ordinary families.

"You went out without finding the chairman in the showroom, and Jiang Teng saw you at this time."

Jiro's words made Mrs. Koo and Eto nod at the same time, indicating that his inference was correct.

"Actually, the real prisoner entered the showroom and cut the winning pennant after that, but before you left the showroom, Xiao Tai, who was standing on the pitcher's board, accidentally saw you."

Cirou pointed to Mrs. Xiaowei, and continued:

"That's why Xiaowei pretended to have a stomachache and quit the game halfway into this building, and then went to the showroom to find you. At this time, the prisoner happened to have just cut the victory pennant and was still in the showroom. When he heard someone coming in, he panicked and took the knife. fell to the ground.

Seeing the knife on the ground and the broken winning pennant, Xiaowei thought that he had just seen his mother in the window, so he immediately thought it was his mother who cut the winning pennant, and put the knife away.

That's why the picture of you mother and son protecting each other just appeared. "

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Xiaowei's mother and son looked at each other, they really didn't expect the fact to be like this, they both really thought that this matter was done by the other party before, in order to prevent the mother/son from being blamed, so the two of them would not hesitate to atone for each other's crimes.

Now it seems that if it wasn't for Cilang's carefulness, the two of them would have made wedding dresses for others.

So, who is the real culprit?

This is a question that everyone present is concerned about, and Cilang naturally did not disappoint them:

"Then who is the real culprit?"

Cilang didn't mean to ask people to answer this sentence, because he immediately said the answer:

"The real culprit is the one who disappeared outside the arena with Mrs. Oobi walking towards the building.

That person is left-handed and under 160cm in height. "

"what?"

"Who is it?"

Everyone looked at the people around them cautiously, as if everyone was suspicious, but because everyone's attention was on the field just now, there were really not many people watching the game while watching the game like Conan. .

After all, Conan's deputy is a detective, and he has long been used to seeing all the details around the audience from time to time.

However, although he does not have such a subtle observation of the surroundings like Conan, don't forget that Cirou has golden fingers. With Xiaozhi's existence, no matter whether Cirou is sleeping or entering the study space, the external affairs Can't hide from its scan.

The details that Cilang said just now were fed back to Cilang by Xiaozhi.

"Stop pretending to look around, the prisoner...is you!"

Cilang raised his hand, and a small yellow tennis ball drew an arc and landed firmly in a person's hand.

That person first looked down at the small ball in the palm of his left hand in a daze, and then his face changed drastically after he realized it. He wanted to hit the wall with regret in his heart, and he didn't even dare to look up at the eyes of the people around him——

Why are you so stupid?When you see something being thrown towards you, you reach out reflexively to follow?

And then forget it, why did you still use your habitual hand——

Left hand?

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"No way?"

"how come?"

"is that a lie?"

Everyone in Bingdi stared blankly at the man with a small tennis ball in his hand, shocked and didn't know what to say.

Compared with Xiaowei, they can't accept that this person cut their winning pennant. It's not that his character is better than Xiaowei, but that this person has no reason to do such a thing that hurts others and does not benefit himself. ah!

In other words, if the baseball team can't participate in the next big game, not only will it not be of any benefit to this man, but it will be a stain on him!

"Why... why did you do such a thing?"

Xiaowei stared at that person fixedly, his eyes were full of puzzlement and the sadness of being betrayed.