was told by a certain child that he was trying to watch a beautiful high school student's gymnastics competition, Matsuda explained with a straight face: "Actually, it's not like this, yesterday's semi-finals, Ming Qing fell into a bitter battle. The pitchers at Daikin High School are very good, and I thought that Mingqing would lose" Of course, Matsuda didn't know, in fact, if the time and space were not good, it would be a Daikin to meet in the finals with Konan.

"That's why I booked tickets for the National High School Gymnastics Championship? Xiao Ai teased and saw the players from both sides on the pitch.

Although the distance is a little far, Xiao Ai still tries to focus on Ming Qing's No. 1, and the leading pitcher is Shan Tatsuya. What is the magic of this boy that motivates Matsuda, who has always been lazy, to come to Osaka?

The game begins. When the audience was looking forward to the baseball team of the high school of Ming Youth Academy of Daikin High School, a strong contender for the championship that defeated the famous family. Tatsuya Uesugi, the team's ace pitcher, was hit with a home run when he faced not the team's strongest batter, four-star Shigeo Nagashima, but the No. 1 batter.

In the Koshien final, the first goal was hit with a home run, and the audience was in an uproar.

What are you doing! Mingqing Pitcher scratched his head in distress, and saw Matsudaira Kotaro, the captain and catcher and No. 4 strong bat, come over, and said unceremoniously: "You're not here to comfort me, are you? You can go back, I'm fine." ”

Although he couldn't hear what Tatsuya Uesugi said on the noisy court, seeing his movements and demeanor, Xiao Ai sensed why Matsuda liked this high school player. The distinction between these two goods is clearly a virtue.

With that home run, the game was ignited by the way, and the players were excited under the ecstasy of Konan, and the stats of various abilities soared. Ming Qing, who stumbled and finally reached the final, had to play desperately because of a point behind.

Then the game was very fast-paced to the third game. Uesugi, as the leading pitcher, resisted the pressure, and just as Matsuda was watching with relish, Xiao Ai pulled his sleeve: "Na, isn't that Conan? and that one called Hattori." ”

Matsuda followed Xiao Ai's fingers and saw that Conan and Hattori were talking in a panic, and next to him stood the police department in Osaka named Otaki. The police department?Hmph bureaucratic guy, as a police department, he actually accompanied a child to watch the game, and it wasn't because that Hattori Heiji was the son of the head of the Osaka Police Headquarters.

Conan is troublesome enough in itself, and getting together with Hattori is definitely a trickier problem. Matsuda calmly reached out and pressed the hat on Xiao Ai's head, twisting her head to look at the court: "You are wrong." ”

"You're afraid of trouble. Xiao Ai had already seen through Matsuda: "Who often says that where there is Conan, there are dead people?"

I didn't see any dead people. Matsuda didn't bother with Xiao Wai. Maybe Conan is playing a game with the Junior Detectives right now.

After a while, Hattori's rough voice came from behind Matsuda's seat: "Give it to me!" and then a little girl's scream made Matsuda turn around vigilantly, and saw Hattori nervously connecting the phone in his hand.

In such a hurry, just for a broken phone? Matsuda only hated himself for not being able to control this leg. When Matsuda stood up and walked towards Conan, Xiao sighed and had to get up. Really, it is clear that it is not mixed with children's affairs.

If you really don't care, then it's not the Matsuda Jinhei that everyone agrees on, searching for a famous criminal policeman.

"What's going on?" Matsuda came back, but he still looked very troublesome: "Watching a ball can't make people feel at ease, and you're grabbing the little girl's mobile phone?"

At this time, Hattori just hung up the phone in his hand and rolled his eyes at Matsuda: "It turned out to be the uncle of the Metropolitan Police Department." ”

"Hey, why are you here?" asked Conan in a whisper as he walked up to Xiao Ai.

"What's the matter, you can only watch baseball?" Xiao Ai replied angrily.

"What?bomb?" Matsuda subconsciously looked at both sides, and there was a cheering crowd. Bomb?How can it be??Wait, isn't it!?Is it the demon plot of Koshien?

"Bombs?" Xiao Ai walked to Matsuda's side after hearing it, and he didn't know who he said to him, and his tone was erratic: "It is also said that people will die wherever they go, and I think some people are the same, there are bombs everywhere they go." ”

The demon of Koshien?Matsuda secretly rejoiced. On the day of the Koshien finals, there was a guy who was dissatisfied with his son's death and wanted to blow it up. As smart as I am, I remember not only the cause and the result of being caught by Conan, the little ghost, but also the appearance of this guy. Skinny, with a hat, and a beard.

Matsuda was about to proudly say that I had seen the person who had put my phone here just now, when he looked up and saw the crowd of people sitting in rows on both sides. I'm going, what did Xiao Ai say at the beginning? Koshien can seat 53,000 people?

53000?Who knows which one of them is a prisoner with a hat and a beard!

Seeing Matsuda's half-smug expression frozen there, Hattori bent down and quietly asked Xiao Ai, "This uncle is not sick, right?"

"How can you take sick leave if you are not sick. Xiao Wai didn't bother to explain anything.

"This time the code is 4734. The first code represents the 96-meter 7-level player direction on the 13th floor. So it's the fourth-floor seat in the direction of a certain No. 3 player?" Matsuda quickly got into shape.

"We all know this!" Hattori spread his hands, "The important thing is what does 47 represent?"

"Which of you knows baseball?" Matsuda looked up at them.

"I was on the baseball team when I was in high school. Otaki smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that this is just me." ”

"Is there a 47-meter like 96 meters? Matsuda saw Otaki's blank expression and immediately said, "Forget it, let's use the dirt method, first stare at the No. 3 players on both sides, and then check the 4th floor of the stands in their direction." ”

"Having said that, you don't know baseball. Although it is a question sentence, Xiao Wai does not have a questioning tone.

"I'm just here to see if the players are doing well. Seeing Hattori and Conan running away, Matsuda said, "I can't take care of you now, go find Xiaolan, she should take care of you." ”

Thinking of Xiaolan at the time of the full moon last time, Xiao Ai did not refute, and when he looked up again, Matsuda was already only his back.

Is it always so busy every day? Even when you are on vacation in Osaka, I am afraid that this is also the case at the Metropolitan Police Department. In order to put an end to crime, in order to put an end to mutual harm between people.

The atmosphere on the field became more and more anxious, and Gangnan relied on the one-point advantage of the first home run but was bitten by Ming Qing. The audience was also set on fire, yelling and shouting soon came to the fifth inning.

The seats on the 4th floor related to Player 3 were quickly searched by four people. But unsurprisingly, there was no gain.

"It seems that there is no way to find the phone without unlocking 47. Matsuda and Conan searched one place, and when they met, they shook their heads in disappointment.

Matsuda didn't care about the soil on the ground, sat down directly, and stabbed Conan's head a few times with his index finger: "Aren't you very smart? Hurry up and think about what 47 represents? It doesn't have to be in the stadium or it may have nothing to do with baseball, what did you learn about 47 in high school?"

"Oops, it hurts. Conan was thought of by Matsuda's words: "47 is the atomic number of silver. ”

"Really, if 47 means silver. Matsuda looked up, "Uh, why don't you call and ask Hattori Koshien what is made of silver?"

When Conan went to contact Hattori, Matsuda stared at his finger, I go, poking the door in the head really works?

Fortunately, as a native of Osaka, I still have a certain understanding of the signboard Koshien, and I quickly gave the correct answer, which is a silver umbrella. Then Hattori, who knew Koshien quite well, also gave the specific location.

There is also a monument to Babe Ruth, known as the god of baseball, in Koshien, and this baseball god is No. 3.

"In other words, the location of the second mobile phone is on the 4th floor of the press gallery?" Knowing the location, Matsuda jumped out without delay. It's good to have Conan, they're good to use their brains, and I'll just run errands.

At this time, it is also a crucial goal on the field. Tatsuya Uesugi against Shigeo Nagashima, when Nagashima hit an out-of-bounds fly ball and Mingqing's receivers gave up, Tatsuya Uesugi as a pitcher rushed to the sidelines, and the whole person rushed into the players' bench in Konan and knocked down the chair. But his left hand was raised high, revealing the baseball in his glove.

"Catch, catch! Well done! The three of Gangnan are out, and the offense and defense are exchanged!" the narrator shouted excitedly.

"That's amazing. "Maori in the stands was also amazed.

"It's just deadly. He Ye, who accompanied Xiaolan, also said the same.

Looking at Tatsuya Uesugi patting his trouser leg in the Konan team's player area on the side of the court, Xiao Ai felt even more similar to a guy who rushed to the front whenever something happened.

"Handsome!" Matsuda smiled as he watched the reporters next to him get up and take pictures of the place where Tatsuya Uesugi fell, and continued to bend down to find the damn phone.

The sound of "bell bell bell" comes to mind. A reporter picked it up from the ground in confusion, and before he could take a closer look, he was snatched by Matsuda: "I'm sorry, my phone." ”

The reporter looked at Matsuda, who was walking away, and was even more puzzled. That guy just didn't seem to have a press card, how did he get here, and how did he drop his phone here?

"Hey, you bastard, is it fun to play with bombs?" Matsuda scolded unceremoniously as he answered the phone. The Japanese are like that, if you don't scold him loudly, you don't know what's wrong. A workplace like a femdom, a paradise for the wealthy.

Eh, how dare you hang up the phone? Sure enough, the Japanese who are not afraid of death are also rebellious. Matsuda, who thought there would be some interaction and made him make some noise, looked at his phone depressedly.

The first number for the position, and the second for the player are all empty, and only the third number for the seat level shows 13.

Is this a willful revenge after being scolded? Looking at Conan Hattori and Otaki who ran over, Matsuda decided not to say anything about his scolding.

PS: It's not going well these days. was educated by the family, and then by netizens. Two days ago, a No. 1 fan said something that touched the villain. He said that the police story was his, uh, what was it? Dreams and hopes for him? Like, that's pretty much what it meant. In fact, how can it not be the dreams and hopes that the villain has long been left in the corner? Not to mention, it feels like a failure.