Rebirth of Conan as a Detective

"Mr. Mao Li, I have known you for a long time." The middle-aged man did not have the fanaticism of a super fan. After seeing Uncle Mao Li, he was very calm. He immediately took out his phone from his arms and said, "There is a photo that I would like to invite Take a look..."

"Look at the photos?"

Uncle Mao Li took the mobile phone of the middle-aged man without knowing why. In the photo was a little boy running on the green field.

"this is……"

"It's my son Zhishi," the middle-aged man looked at Mao Li with a complicated expression, "Please also take a look at other photos."

"Oh well."

The uncle flicked the photo to browse the next one. He was still a little boy, and it could be seen that it was a juvenile football game.

"He seems to be playing happily," the uncle looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "Is your son here today?"

"Ah no," the middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Actually, my son died of illness in August this year. Zhishi's health has not been very good, and the doctor has forbidden him to engage in strenuous exercise..."

"Then what are these photos?"

"Because he wants to play football no matter what, I asked the coach to let him join the team. These photos are the only game he was allowed to participate in thanks to the coach..."

"Even the moment of the goal was captured. This kid seems to be playing very well." The uncle kept flipping through the last photo, raised his head and asked, "Speaking of which, why do you want me to see these photos?"

"It's nothing," the middle-aged man put away his phone and apologized, "I just want you to see the proof that Zhishi was alive... I'm sorry, I made the atmosphere stiff, so I'll take my leave first."

"Oh..." The uncle stared blankly at the middle-aged man walking away.

"J league players, the second half of the program is about to start, please go to area B to gather..."

As a broadcast sounded in the sports park, Gao Cheng drank a bottle of Coca-Cola and walked towards the crowd. When he passed by a young man with a ponytail, Gao Cheng couldn't help but feel depressed and sad. Take a second look.

It looks like a player, but not a J-League player...

"Really, Ah Cheng," Yuanzi came over angrily and shouted, "Where did you go? Just now, the players of the J League finally came here..."

"I went to the bathroom.

"Gao Cheng also saw many football players leaving.

They are basically members of the Tokyo Soul Team and the Osaka Hikari Team, the familiar ones are the Akagi Hero and Naomura of the Tokyo Team, and the Higo of the Osaka Team...

A member of the Osaka team named Endo taught Conan an arc free kick before leaving.

Because of the proficient level of football, he is not too unfamiliar with these people, but he is not familiar with them, because he did not pay much attention to football games before, and his understanding of the J-League is not even as good as that of Mitsuhiko and his children.

He is more interested in baseball than football, and he is now the number one celebrity in Kabukicho.

"That person is a miraculous lone striker, Kazuya Nakaoka," Conan noticed Gao Cheng's gaze on the young man with a ponytail, and explained in a low voice, "Three years ago, Kabudo High School won the national championship. Soul, also regarded as a future ace player, but he had a car accident on his bike a month after the championship game, and then disappeared from football."

"I didn't ask..."

Gao Cheng calmly looked at Conan who looked like an encyclopedia.

This guy always knows so much...

"By the way," Xiao Ai asked Gao Cheng with her arms folded, "You said you wanted to watch the J-League with everyone, right? There will be a match between Tokyo and Osaka next week."

"next week?"

Gao Cheng opened his mouth.

What he meant was to watch the finals of the J-League, but the match between the Tokyo team and the Osaka team is really rare, and...

Faced with Xiao Ai and Yuanzi's eyes, Gao Cheng swallowed his saliva and changed his words: "Of course, you can let the work matter go for a while."

"Great!" Yuanzi said happily, "In this way, I can buy tickets with confidence, and then everyone will cheer for the Bihu contestants together!"

"Hey, Sister Sonoko," Yuantai said sensitively, "Where are you from? Why do you want to cheer for the Osaka team?"

Yuanzi crossed his waist and looked fiercely at the children: "Of course I am on the side of the Tokyo team, but it doesn't matter if you cheer for Bihu players. Aren't you all fans of Bihu?"

Gao Cheng secretly supported his forehead.

It seems that only Xiao Ai and Yuanzi are Bihu fans here, not counting Conan, this guy likes almost all ace players.

"Hey, Kido," Conan didn't talk back to Sonoko, but turned to Gao Cheng and asked, "Which side are you a fan of?"

"I'm only a fan of female singers." Gao Cheng responded.

"Could it be Yoko again?" Conan glanced at the foolish yawning uncle on the other side.

"Hello, Detective Kido," the Nikai TV employees who were circling around the uncle exaggeratedly grabbed Gao Cheng's hands, "I'm Yamamori, the head of the sports intelligence department of Nikai TV, and it's really nice to meet the famous Detective Kido Touched, please let me and Zhang Ying!"

"Oh, Hello."

Gao Cheng didn't feel anything, but Uncle Mao Li's smile froze behind him.

The same routine, the same expression, this guy named Shansen changed his face too quickly, he betrayed all of a sudden...

"This is Kaoru Kaoru, a photojournalist from Nikkei News," Shanmori introduced the short-haired female reporter. "Before, she was on the social line, but this year she was sent to the sports line."

"Hello," the short-haired female reporter stared at Gao Cheng, "I've wanted to meet Detective Kido for a long time, are you interested in accepting an exclusive interview?"

"But I'm not a player..."

"How about the story of a famous detective and a J-League player? I heard that you were the one who solved the case of Higo and Senpai."

"Ah Chengcai doesn't have time to accept any special interviews," Yuanzi guarded Gao Cheng vigilantly, and said to the short-haired female reporter, "Don't make any crooked ideas!"

"Huh?" The short-haired female reporter was a little dazed.

"That's about it," Gao Cheng politely refused, "I don't have any special relationship with the J-League players, at most I just know Bihu."

"That's it, I'm sorry." The short-haired female reporter shrugged helplessly at Shansen.

Fans of J-League players are detectives, which should have been good material, but it doesn't seem to work.

...

In the evening, after returning home from Mihua Sports Paradise, Gao Cheng received several entrusted calls, and there were new private messages on the website. The end of the year happened to be a busy time for business, just because he promised to go to the J-League, some entrusted I can only reject it first, but fortunately, I only need to watch the game between Tokyo and Osaka.

The time is Sunday, November 20th, and there is not a long gap between the date of the Mihua Town performance...

Speaking of it, Xiao Ai is still considering whether to participate in theatrical performances. If Xiao Ai quits, the choice of guitarist will be a big problem.

Not only because of Xiao Ai's outstanding ability, but also if there is a temporary replacement, it will be too late to cooperate with the practice...

Shaking his head, Gao Cheng temporarily put aside the affairs of the Yuanzi Band and continued to deal with work.

If it really doesn't work, then he will go up to the top. It just so happens that now he has also learned the guitar, has the background of a piano master, and can easily improve the level of other musical instruments.

Gao Cheng quickly arranged his work schedule, stretched his waist and looked out the window at night.

It's a quiet night without the sound of sirens...

Wait, nothing will happen to the J-League this time, right?

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