I, Kudo Shinichi, the rice flower death god

The huge stadium is divided into eight zones, and the preliminaries will be held at the same time, which will end in the morning, followed by the semi-finals and finals in the afternoon.

The stadium was very lively, the field was full of fierce fighting players, and the people in the stands did not show weakness, loudly cheering for their own players.

Shinichi is also one of these people.

Although he did not have the slightest doubt about Xiaolan's victory, this did not prevent him from cheering for Xiaolan.

Coupled with the garden where there is no lady shelf on the side, and Maori Kogoro, in the venue for a while, especially their side is the loudest.

Even the people on the other side of the stands noticed the situation.

One of them, a black-skinned guy with black-rimmed glasses and a band-aid on the left corner of his eyebrow, was even more stunned.

"Huh?".

Shinichi was keenly aware of the sight coming from the stands opposite, and also spotted this black-skinned guy.

But this look made him a little surprised.

Such a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who doesn't look amazing, actually has more spiritual power in his body than his Xiaolan.

Even if it can only be played passively, it means that this guy can knock down a sturdy adult man with one punch, and at the same time kneel down and beg the other person not to die.

"Is there such a person in this world?"

Surprised to surprised, Shinichi still put his attention back on the field.

At this time, Xiaolan was ending a fight with a clean leg sweep.

"Well done!".

The garden beside him raised his arms excitedly and shouted.

"Awesome! Awesome! Xiaolan is really amazing!".

With both hands on Shinichi's shoulders, the excited girl couldn't help but praise her best friend.

"Hmph, you don't even see whose daughter this is!".

Without waiting for Shinichi to speak, Maori Kogoro, who was sitting on his other half, couldn't help but be the first to speak, and his tone was full of pride because of his daughter.

"Uh-huh! Uncle is right!".

Sonoko leaned over Shinichi and nodded in agreement with Mori Kogoro's words.

As long as you praise Xiaolan, we are good friends

At this time, Shinichi suddenly found that the gaze on the opposite side of the stands suddenly became very scorching, which made him look at the black-skinned guy with a strange face, and then look at the girl next to him.

Could it be ......

A not-so-mature speculation came to him.

"Hmph, I just hope that your easily carried away personality has not been passed on to Xiaolan. "

Just as the garden and the two large orchids of Mori Kogoro were complimenting each other, a slightly disturbing sound came from the left side of the garden.

"Well, but since Xiaolan is my daughter, then I don't think there should be anything to worry about. "

And the words that followed, completely made Maori Kogoro on the side can't help it, grinning his teeth, and he can't wait to rush over and scold the other party immediately.

"Haha, sure enough. "

The corners of Xinyi's mouth, who sat in the middle to separate the two, twitched slightly, feeling helpless.

It's really unrealistic to let these two people stay together in peace.

But fortunately, both Maori Kogoro and Concubine Mile still remember that it was time for Xiaolan to compete, and they didn't want their daughter to be distracted, so they behaved quite restrained.

For example, now, in the face of Xiaolan, who walked to the rest area after the victory, the two behaved the same, waving their hands to cheer her on.

With the addition of the garden and Shinichi, the scene is harmonious like a family of four.

Hmm, how does it feel that something is not right?

The sound of the phone vibrating interrupted Shinichi's thoughts, and while continuing to wave his hand to cheer Xiaolan up, he took out his phone and glanced at it.

Hehe, the expected phone number.

"Hey, Officer Twilight, what's the matter?".

"It's great that you can answer the phone! I'm afraid I'll disturb you watching Xiaolan's game!"

So you knew it would bother me?!

In the face of such an honest twilight, Shinichi didn't know what to say about him.

"Just gossip, is there a case that I need help with?"

Seeing Xiaolan enter the players' lounge, Shinichi left the stands and came to a secluded place.

"Yes, yes, yes, actually, ......".

On the other end of the phone, Officer Twilight quickly explained the information about the case.

But...... Isn't it Sewa Sontoku who died?

Recalling the old man he had met at Suzuki's house, Shinichi raised his eyebrows and found that this case was not simple.

He thought that the servant was doing something, but he didn't expect it to be the hand that Sewa Zunde made the first move.

"What? Brother Shinichi, what are you talking about? Didn't I say that? Mr. Seba's right foot was injured and put in a plaster cast, and now he has to rely on a wheelchair to move, so he can't be a murderer!"

Officer Twilight seemed to hear Shinichi's self-talk, and asked puzzled.

And Miwako Sato, who was standing beside him, had her eyes lit up, as if she had thought of something.

"What you see with your eyes is not necessarily true, if your information is not wrong, I can tell you very clearly that the murderer is that Sewa Sonde, but the specific needs to be Officer Twilight, you work hard, Xiaolan's game is about to start, come on!".

Holding the phone, Twilight is still waiting for his good helper Shinichi to tell him the answer, but he doesn't think the answer is there, but there is no process to solve the problem.

This is not good! Their police pay attention to evidence in handling cases!

And you didn't seem to be cheering me on at the end, were you?

Hey, hey, hey

He still has a lot to say, a lot of things to ask, but the only answer to him is the busy tone of the mobile phone, and it is obvious that someone has hung up on the other end.

Thankfully, although Twilight can't rely on an answer to deduce the process herself, his subordinate Miwako Sato already has a vague answer.

Of course, she only has a guess, and there is no substantial evidence.

"What should I do in this case?".

In the banquet hall, Miwako Sato fell into thought.

"Officer Twilight, how long are you going to detain my guests, I don't have time to accompany you on such an unsubstantiated investigation!".

Sewa Sontoku was a little impatient, and his words were full of dissatisfaction with the police.

looks like he can't wait for the police to close the case immediately.

"Mr. Seba, after all, the deceased was your guest, or the bank manager who had a monetary dispute with your company, so it seems a little unreasonable that you are in such a hurry to let us close the case. "

If he didn't get the answer given by Shinichi, Twilight might still feel sorry at this time, but he felt very uncomfortable knowing that the murderer was in front of him and suffering from no evidence to arrest someone.

Therefore, the momentum is also a little tougher.

Miwako Sato also felt uncomfortable, and she couldn't understand why a high school student could solve a case that could be solved by listening to a message on the phone, but the police couldn't do anything about it.

Seeing that Sewa Zunde, who was designated as the murderer, was still chattering on the side, this made Miwa Sato angry.

If it weren't for the fact that this guy had injured his leg and had difficulty moving, he would have been brought back to the Metropolitan Police Department for interrogation as a suspect!

Wait!Wait!?

Miwako Sato turned around and asked the police officer on the side to make sure of something.

Wait! Even without you, we police can successfully solve the case!

She clenched her fists to herself, not knowing what she was proving to anyone.