The unscientific detective in Conan

"It turns out that Fujino-san, you also like to watch football."

Mitsuhiko paused and then hesitated: "But it seems we don't have enough tickets."

"Don't worry."

At this time, Conan took over the conversation and took out several tickets from his pocket: "If Fujino also wants to go see it, then use Dr. Agasa's tickets."

"Does Dr. Ari also want to go to the football match?"

Guangyan was surprised.

"Actually, our tickets were bought by Dr. Ali. He originally planned to take us to watch the football match."

After a pause, Conan continued: "But this morning, when he was doing the experiment, he accidentally accidentally got the wrong medicine. He was injured by the bomb and went to the hospital. He is still lying in the hospital bed now."

"..."

Fujino was silent for a while after hearing this, and then he calmed down and asked, "Then he's not dead, right?"

"It's nothing serious."

Conan waved the ticket in his hand and said, "It just blew through a wall. I'll probably be discharged from the hospital in a few days."

"..."

Fujino was speechless again.

Is it okay to blow through a wall?

How many days will it take for you to be discharged from hospital?

Dr. A Li...

The recovery ability is quite strong.

"Why are you all here?"

At this time, Hui Yuan Ai also noticed the sound outside the door.

She lightly jumped down from the chair in front of the dining table, put her feet on the ground, and came to the door.

The young detective team stared at the door, looking a little confused.

In fact, Conan had already invited her to watch the football match yesterday.

But after Haihara Ai heard that this game would be broadcast on television, she decisively refused.

Especially after what happened last night, she is now even more conditioned and doesn't want to show up in public.

But after hearing Fujino say that she wanted to go, she hesitated.

After thinking for a moment, Haihara Ai decided to go to the football match.

After all, it would be a pity to waste the tickets after buying them.

It doesn’t matter if Fujino goes or not.

Mainly because she also likes watching football.

…………

Fujino drove several little ones to the Tokyo National Stadium.

‘Fifty-six thousand hostages? ’

While driving, he looked at the tasks on the system interface with his peripheral vision and thought about it.

If he remembered correctly, then this case was treated equally in the arena.

Two gunmen sneaked into the Tokyo National Stadium, threatening more than 50,000 people and demanding ransom from the police.

But the real purpose of the gangsters was not to demand ransom.

Instead, he planned to use a pistol to randomly shoot a few lucky spectators after the 'Emperor's Cup' ended, so as to discredit the TV station responsible for broadcasting the 'Emperor's Cup'.

…………

It’s the New Year, and Neon’s annual ‘Emperor’s Cup’ finals are in full swing just like in previous years.

The Tokyo National Stadium was packed with people.

Fujino stood at the front of the audience.

Haibara Ai was wearing a white knitted sweater with a dark blue lining and a red baseball cap on her head, standing next to Fujino.

Her eyes were fixed on the game on the court, and from time to time she lowered the brim of her hat to prevent being caught by the camera.

After a pause, she raised her head and glanced at Fujino, feeling much relieved in her anxious mood.

But Fujino didn't notice Haihara Ai's gaze.

He turned on Eagle Vision, using Eagle Vision and vision-enhancing glasses, and kept scanning the surrounding auditorium.

In his mind, one of the two gunmen should be in the front row of the surrounding auditorium.

The other one was one of the cameramen sitting in the back row of the venue where he was sitting.

He didn't need to worry about the cameraman for the time being, he was more concerned about the gunman.

If he remembered correctly, the Gunners should have used the Tokarev pistol to shoot up the football during the game.

And after shooting the football, he will throw away the gun.

This time, Fujino did not intend to give up the opportunity to buy a pistol for free.

He said: Prostitution is free, but it can become addictive.

"However, even if we know that the shooter is in the front row, it is still a bit difficult to find that person in the huge crowd in such a huge stadium..."

Fujino rubbed his eyes and felt a little sore after staring at the surroundings for a long time.

"Great!"

"hero!"

At this time, there was a sound like thunder all around.

Fujino looked down and saw that it was the hero Akagi on the court who had scored.

Hero Akagi can be considered an old acquaintance of his.

He remembered that the last time he got 100,000 yen from this guy.

To be honest, 100,000 yen is a bit low.

However, considering that the guy had just joined the team at that time, the salary would not be too high. If it was 100,000 yen, it would be considered a favor.

"Did you score a goal?!"

Ayumi leaned against the fence and asked Mitsuhiko beside her: "Who was the person who scored just now?"

"It's Hero Akagi."

Mitsuhiko glanced at the broadcaster in his hand, "Naoki Uemura passed the ball to the hero, and the hero headed the ball into the goal."

"Hero is really awesome."

Yuantai sighed with emotion.

"It's a pity that he was injured during a game a while ago."

Mitsuhiko lamented, "If he had not been injured, there is a high probability that he would have entered Neon's representative team."

"He's injured too?"

Fujino was startled when he heard the sound, then turned back his gaze and asked the little ones.

He remembered that the injured person should be Uemura Naoki. How come Hero Akagi was also injured.

Did he also get kicked?

"Brother Fujino, don't you know?"

Mitsuhiko glanced at Fujino and explained: "Just a while ago, when he was playing against other teams, he was kicked in the ankle. Fortunately, he recovered well, otherwise he might have ruined his career."

"So that's it."

Fujino nodded understandingly.

As expected of Ke Xue in football, he can break his legs at every turn. He is really full of martial arts.

Shaolin football belongs to yes.

However, it is actually quite outrageous that he can return to the competition after being kicked and broke his leg.

After all, his leg was broken. Under normal circumstances, a professional football player's career would be over.

…

"Speaking of which, you are really cold."

On the side, Conan was chewing melon seeds and teasing Hui Yuan Ai beside him in a low voice.

"cold?"

Hui Yuan Ai turned her head and looked at Conan doubtfully.

"Normally, isn't this how watching games is?"

Conan pointed to the excited fans nearby, paused, took out a melon seed from his pocket, put it in his mouth and sipped it: "It's been like this since you transferred to another school, and you are still calm and collected even among elementary school students. In this way, wouldn’t you be excited and excited?”

"oh?"

Haiyuan said sadly: "Does it make you feel excited to get along with elementary school students?"

"Ahem...Of course not, I'm just pretending!"

Conan coughed awkwardly and almost swallowed the melon seeds. He looked at Haiyuan Ai resentfully.

This guy really looks like that guy Fujino.

——They are all equally sinister.

Conan added silently in his mind.