To be on the safe side, Conan called Gray Yuan to inquire about the situation over there. Since Hito was injured by his opponent's attack, Ashbara is in a very boring mood right now. She yawned and replied, "Nothing special, it doesn't look like there will be more than 80,000 people gathering here." ”

"What about the kids?"

Bored and impatient, Gray Yuan handed the phone forward, and the children's voices of "talking high" couldn't wait to flood Conan's ears.

"But yes, it's great to be able to watch ten games at the same time!" Yuantai, who has never watched ten games at the same time, said excitedly.

"Hmm!" Mitsuhiko also feels fresh about this.

Ayumi uttered a key sentence: "It's great to be excited with everyone at the same time!" ”

Ayumi's words were like a key that opened a small hidden door in Conan's heart. Conan didn't care much about what Gray Hara said next, he was thinking about Ayumi's unintentional words, and those seemingly inconsequential hints in the prisoner's notice.

More people than last time?

Excited at the same time?

Just before Conan could figure out what the connection was, the waiter in the café downstairs came to the detective agency and conveyed a very important message. The café just received a very strange call.

The waiter's expression was a little nervous, because she knew that the Maori detective seemed to have been challenged by the bomber these days, and this strange phone call was also related to the bombardment?

"Nani?" Everyone present paid attention to what the waiter said.

"The other party said that in the phone booth in the 2-chome, a message was left for Mr. Mori."

Conan's expression was very serious: finally ...... Is it coming?

Officer Twilight immediately sent someone to 2-chome and found the alleged message in a phone booth.

With a red warning and slightly exaggerated lettering, Uncle Maori picked up the new notice and read it: "Warning everyone, I've set up bombs in the J-League's ten stadiums. ”

The officers present were taken aback, only to realize that they had fallen into a text trap.

Damn, it did. Conan was a little annoyed that he hadn't discovered such an obvious code word earlier.

"The bomb will explode at the end of the game, ignoring injury time, if there is not even the slightest hope, it will be too boring, so here is the only chance you have to do it, in the second half the attacking home team can stop the explosion by kicking a certain way, and if it succeeds, I will make the electronic screen flash twice as a stop signal......"

Officer Takagi was a little surprised: "Another electronic screen?" ”

Uncle Maori didn't answer, he turned the page: "However, this reminder can only be told to the head coach and ace scorer of the away team, not to any other players, if there is abnormal behavior in the game, such as spectators evacuating, searching for bombs, etc., I will directly detonate the bomb." ”

These demands directly blocked the police's course of action, and the officers listened to these almost harsh demands, and they were all at a loss.

"The visitors' ace goalscorer needs to wear a red bracer on his left wrist, so the specific ball path needed to stop the explosion ......" Uncle Maori flipped to the last page, stunned.

The others were very nervous when they saw Uncle Maori's expression, for fear that the suspect would make some strange requests.

"It's already written in this teaser letter...... "Uncle Maori's eyes changed.

"Also, if there is no explosion in the end, you are not allowed to search for the bomb for thirty-five minutes after the end of the game, and if you violate the agreement, the bomb will also be detonated, Mori Kogoro, if you want to stop the explosion, come to me as the eleventh striker, then, good luck."

Uncle Maori was furious: "Damn! It's that sentence again! ”

After Ji Haihong listened to the preview, he gently patted Conan's shoulder: "I'll go out for a while." ”

Conan nodded, not noticing that Ji Haihong's expression was a little incomprehensible.

……

"Yo, Officer Shiratori is there too?" Kikaihiro came to Keiichiro Motoura's house again and found that Officer Shiratori had also arrived. Officer Shiratori was stunned, how could Ji Haihong come here? What is he doing here?

Keiichiro Motoura saw Kikai Hiroshi and said to Officer Shiratori, "Officer, he is Detective Maori's assistant, and he also came to me last time, saying that Detective Maori entrusted him here. ”

"It turns out that the Maori detective has already carried out an investigation......" Shiratori, who is a junior, admires the demeanor of his predecessors, and is worthy of being a detective Maori Kogoro.

"Since everyone is here, then there is no need to make any effort, presumably Officer Shiratori is also here for that matter, you call Uncle Maori immediately, and I will come to see something."

Not caring that it was a child who ordered him, Officer Shiratori went outside to make a phone call.

Ji Haihong seemed to have come to his own home, he walked to the bookcase and carefully looked at the electronic photo album, the lively and lovely Zhishi on the album was happily playing football, and it was impossible to tell from his vigorous figure and excited expression that he was a seriously ill child.

Ji Haihong opened the DV next to the electronic album and peeked at Keiichiro Motoura's dynamics with his spare eyes. He's watching his movements, and that's good.

Don't think it's a coincidence that he met Officer Shiratori here, but he took the time to look at his watch and deliberately met Officer Shiratori here. In this way, Keiichiro Motoura will not have any doubts about him when he sees Ji Haihong and the police, so he can watch some things more freely, and by the way, leave some information for Conan, who came later.

"Uncle, if a child with glasses comes soon, please tell him that the picture of Zhishi is very good." Ji Haihong left this clueless sentence and left Keiichiro Motoura's house with a smile.

"Ji Haihong, you ......" Officer Shiratori had just finished arcing.

Ji Haihong's smile was very sunny: "Officer White Bird, I'm going to play on the football field." ”

Officer Shiratori nervously advised him: "Hey, the bomber planted a bomb in the stadium!" ”

"Shenma," Ji Haihong smirked, "I mean playing football games with my friends......"

……

A black Audi sedan drove through the night, the streamers of the streetlights on both sides of the road flashing across the sleek body. Ji Haihong sat in the back seat of the sedan and sorted out the equipment on his body -- a steel wire, two scalpels, a dagger, and an ASP telescopic baton.

David, who was driving, couldn't believe it: "Young master, no, you actually deduced the true identity of the prisoner?" Ji Haihong put the equipment back on his body, the whole person lay on the back seat, and said lazily: "This is not called reasoning, this is called tuning (kai) check (gua), hum, this time I must get the field back, eh, you say, how much can the Metropolitan Police Department reward me?" ”

"Young master, we are not short of money." Bean-sized beads of sweat flowed down, and David had a headache with Ji Haihong's concept of "no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat", don't always be money-worthy, how cheesy.

"Don't talk nonsense, when we get to the place, we will sneak in, don't shoot, of course, you cover me in the back, and after I arrest the suspect, you can come and detain people with me."

"But young master, don't you call the police?" David said.

"Huh?" Ji Haihong was stunned, "I didn't think about this, whatever you want." ”

……

"What? You say I'm letting a little kid investigate? Uncle Maori was so angry that he wanted to drop the cup, even though he didn't have a cup to drop now.

Keiichiro Motoura said: "Yes, that kid named Ji Haihong has come twice, I don't believe you asked this police officer." ”

Officer Shiratori said, "Mr. Maori, he is right, Ji Haihong has indeed been here. ”

"Hmph," Uncle Maori glared at Conan, "I must want to play some detective game again!" ”

Conan shouted that he was wronged, he really didn't know what kind of plane Ji Haihong was doing.

"Oh yes, he told me before he left, let me tell this little kid with glasses that the picture of Zhishi is very good, I don't know what it means."

A photo of Zhishi? Conan walked over to the bookcase.

……

Sports are sunny and healthy, and stadiums are sacred and colorful. But today, under the illumination of the moonlight, the Dongdu Stadium, which should have been full of seats and people, was as silent as death. The Dongdu Stadium, which was temporarily closed last time due to the explosion, has not yet had time to be repaired, and the audience seats and the large electronic screen that have been reduced to rubble are still in place.

In the gloomy court, a man stood there, looking at his watch from time to time, as if waiting for something.

"You're waiting for Mori Kogoro." The silence in the stadium was broken by the voice of a child.

The man was a little surprised to see Ji Haihong standing in the moonlight, but his black coat was not reflected at all.

"Although Maori Kogoro has some achievements, but overall it is still relatively wasted," Ji Haihong irresponsibly sold his uncle's reputation, "He won't come, and the guards who were knocked unconscious by you were also sent away by me, I guess the police are coming soon." ”

He kicked away a piece of gravel on the lawn, looked up at the man with a smile, "I'm wondering, you're so ruthless, why don't you get rid of all those guards?" Anyway, if you do this, you're going to die, right, Mr. Nakaoka Kazuya? ”

Nakaoka Yiya walked from the shadows to the moonlight, and looked at Ji Haihong with some curiosity: "Why do you know it's me?" ”

"Because you are smart but you are mistaken by smart," Ji Haihong smiled, "I can see the matter of the mailbox at a glance, you put the notice letter at the bottom of the mailbox in advance, if you don't check it carefully, you won't find it at all, if there are other letters in it, it's easier not to be noticed, and then you pretend to resist arrest and be arrested in the police station, and before you anonymously sent a timed express mail, so that people think that the notice letter was put into the cabinet on the day you received the express, but in fact, it's nothing, What I noticed is that a lot of glue is smeared on both sides of the express, as if it was deliberately done by someone, you deliberately sent a large express, the express mail can not be completely stuffed into the mailbox, and the courier in order not to let the letter fall, will definitely stuff it hard, and then the glue will be stained on the notice letter you have already put on...... What a perfect plan, to have the police give you an alibi, and you actually ...... It almost worked. ”

"Boy, you're smart, I remember seeing you in the soccer classroom, what's your name?" Kazuya Nakaoka asked.

"Nobody, don't worry about it." Ji Haihong looked at Nakaoka Kazuya contemptuously, and Nakaoka Kazuya was very uncomfortable with this kind of look.

"You know Zhishi, right?"

Kazuya Nakaoka was surprised: "How do you know! ”

"In the video taken by Mr. Ben Pu before Zhishi's death, I saw you, and you are greeting Zhishi."

Kazuya Nakaoka was a little silent.

"I'm interested in how you guys met, now, why don't you talk about you?" Ji Haihong motioned for Kazuya Nakaoka to explain herself.

"Well," Kazuya Nakaoka recalls the happy times at that time, feeling very warm, "I was still in Kabito High School at that time. For the ball game, I used to practice alone in the cupto park, one day, I found Chishi, he gave me a round of applause, we chatted for a while, he was born frail and sickly, can not exercise vigorously, but gradually became my little sparring partner, unknowingly, only the two of us practiced until the winter, during the period, I cut the waves in high school competitions, especially after the winning goal at the National Stadium, and toasted with him. ”

Speaking of this, Kazuya Nakaoka choked up a little.

"Then in February, you had a car accident on your bike, and your relationship with Zhishi was broken, didn't you?"

"Yes, after the operation, my rehabilitation has not been good, in order to escape reality, I went to South America, and then, in June this year, I returned to the long-lost Kabido Park, and saw Chishi, he is in the fourth grade, and he also entered the football team of Kabito Town, although he is frail and sickly, he can only sit on the bench and shout cheers, after a game, the team leader asked Chishi about his intention to play, and Chishi was finally able to participate in the game, so we agreed that if he can score a goal, we will celebrate together, and then, Zhishi really scored a goal ......"

Nakaoka Kazuya's expression is very similar to the big brother next door, that kind of friendship, that kind of happiness, that kind of warmth are all seen by Ji Haihong, which is absolutely impossible to fake.

"After hearing the bad news, you're going to get revenge on Kogoro Mori and the fans, right?" Ji Haihong asked calmly.

"Yes."

"Where did the bomb come from?"

"I have a lot of friends in South America."

"So you've set up bombs in all the stadiums, whether it's the Dongdu Football Stadium that has been destroyed, or the National Base Stadium, which doesn't seem to be in danger, because that's where you started, and you're going to put an end to everything."

"yes." Kazuya Nakaoka smiled.

"Ask you one thing, why don't you get rid of those security guards."

"Because they don't have anything to do with the fans, I know that."

Ji Haihong looked at Nakaoka Kazuya contemptuously: "Really...... Who do you think you are? Do you think you're an angel. ”

"What do you mean?"

"You idiot, you once said that a person who can't run a full time on the field can't be a football player, so what about history! It's enough for him to run for fifteen minutes, but he can't be a footballer either! Ji Haihong loudly rebuked Nakaoka Kazuya.

Nakaoka Kazuya didn't expect it at all, and he weakly defended: "I'm not the same as him......"

"What's the difference? Yes, it's different, because it is impossible for Zhishi to kill people, let alone blow up the green field of his dreams! What do you know? What are you doing! You're destroying Chishi's favorite soccer ball! And your excuse is really full of loopholes, what 'you used to be brilliant'? What are you? Countless people have gained their own glory on the green, and you are not one behind at all, do you blow up the football stadium for your own glory, this is also to know history? ”

Kazuya Nakaoka was speechless.

"Hmph, I think you're just for yourself, what's 'can't put down football', it's all an excuse, your heart has been haunted by the fact that you can't play, you don't even realize that you are jealous of others, you think you are an angel? Let me tell you, let's not talk about whether those fans are innocent or not, among those fans, there are many children as old as Zhishi! Do you want the Celestial Historian to see these children appear! Are you revenge or slaughter! Slaughter these children who have the same dreams of football as Zhishi! ”

……

"The prisoner is Kazuya Nakaoka?" Dozens of police cars sped to the National Stadium, followed by doctors and children. After interpreting the message left by Ji Haihong, Conan took the Doctor's Beatle to the stadium first. After listening to Conan's analysis, everyone was surprised.

"Work...... Conan, are you saying that Ji Haihong grasped the clues of the prisoner one step ahead and is now in the Dongdu Stadium? The Doctor looked incredulous, and almost took a pen and wrote it on his face.

"It's hard to accept, but I'm afraid that's how it is," Conan said. Seeing Conan's slightly affected look, Gray Yuan couldn't help laughing, this face-loving detective was actually preempted, it's no wonder if he is not depressed.

"What do you say! That's impossible! Hearing the real reason why Maori Kogoro and the fans intercepted the ambulance back then, Kazuya Nakaoka completely fell into a state of madness, "You don't make up these nonsense to lie to me!" Kazuya Nakaoka's facial features were almost twisted, and a complicated expression flashed on his face.

"Mortals only make excuses for their own incompetence." Ji Haihong copied someone's famous quote.

Enraged, Kazuya Nakaoka raised the detonator in his hand: "Do you think I'm going to believe your words!" ”

"Until now, you still have the face to say that you are for the sake of knowing history?" Ji Haihong smiled contemptuously.

"I'm sorry," said Kazuya Nakaoka, who broke the jar, "and I have no way out." ”

"Bang!"

The Beetle stopped in front of the Dongdu Stadium, and Conan said nervously, "It's gunshots!" Stay here, I'll go in and see! ”

"Ahh Ah......h

"Thanks, David," Ji Haihong raised his left hand to signal, "Don't think that only you have friends, I only need a phone call, and there will be dozens of bars to seal your ID." ”