Bronze seat.

After a busy day, he and Ye and Xiaolan went shopping, and Gao Cheng found a baseball gym with Hattori Heiji and Conan.

When he was in Shikoku, he wanted to try to train his shooting speed with a baseball machine, but he didn't realize it because of various things, and this time Hattori Heiji happened to mention this kind of sports game before he remembered it again.

"Are you okay?" After Hattori Heiji warmed up, he and Takari walked into the adjacent two-piece batting room, "The café opened on the first day it was opened, and I didn't care about running around to play......

"It's okay, they'll do it."

Gao Cheng stood still in the batting room with a bat, saying that it was a batting room, but in fact, it was a batting area isolated by a net in the entire large court, and at the end of a long court was a pitching machine.

Conan stood outside the arena with his eyelids slumped: "It must be because I came here on the last day of today's event......"

"What activity?" Hattori hadn't started hitting the ball yet, and he heard Conan muttering in confusion.

Conan glanced at the sign on the other side: "In the past few days of the store celebration, as long as the batting score meets the standard, you can send a recharge card, I heard that if you are lucky, you can keep playing for free......"

"Huh?" The corner of Hattori's eyes twitched, "I thought this guy was kind enough to ask me to play." ”

Gao Cheng looked at the two people who were chewing the root of their tongues in front of them angrily, and snorted and said to Hattori: "As long as I win a recharge card, what's the difference between asking you to play?" ”

Hattori became interested, looked directly at Gao Cheng and waved the bat in his hand and smiled: "Then how about seeing who has the most shots?" ”

"If you want to compare, I'd love to."

Gao Cheng took a closer look at the confident Hattori.

I don't know what level Hattori Heiji is at playing baseball, it's certain that he's better than a novice who has never touched baseball, but if he just plays batting, he won't lose.

Even if Lake Toya is replaced with a bat, it will not be a problem to hit the baseball......

As the pitching machine starts to pitch, Gao Cheng reflexively swings the bat.

"Bang!" A crisp crash sounded, and a baseball in the next room was hit high by Hattori Heiji.

"Huh?"

Gao Cheng held the bat and stiffened his body to look at the baseball that fell behind him.

Empty......

Hattori held back a smile and prepared to hit the ball again: "Joto, it seems that you have only played baseball for the first time, and you don't even have the right posture." ”

Gao Cheng's face turned red, and he also re-prepared: "It's just the first ball." ”

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

The pitching machine throws high-speed balls one after another. As if destined to recoil, they all fell short one by one, and when the hideous Gao Cheng came back to his senses, a group of 20 balls had all been thrown.

It was obviously a hot day, but there was suddenly some chill in the hitting range, and the strong contrast was the Hattori next door, where all 20 high-speed balls hit, and the second group of shots had already begun, which attracted a series of exclamations, and many people who were waiting outside the court gathered around Hattori's hitting room.

"All, all hit!"

"How many home runs did you just make?"

Gao Cheng pestled the bat, and a trace of sweat flowed from the corners of his eyes.

I don't have to play the second game, I've already lost completely.

What to do? I feel a little unable to get off the stage, I just said a big thing, how can I save a little face?

But I can't hit a single ball, it's a bit unscientific, is this wearing a supporting role halo? Although I never wanted to be the protagonist, I can't be a supporting role for this guy Hattori......

Gao Cheng took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down, thinking back to the reason why the shot just missed just now.

The inability to judge the timing of the pitch in advance was of course a reason, but most of the reason was that his body movements were uncoordinated and he was too anxious.

And the bat is not a wooden knife after all, and he has not yet been able to adapt to the difference between the two.

Calming down and starting the second game, Gao Cheng ignored the noise around him and threw himself into hitting the ball.

"Whew!" As before, a high-speed ball flew out of the pitching machine, and Gao Cheng clenched the baseball unmoved, until the moment the high-speed ball came to the ground, it suddenly exploded.

See, baseball's trajectory......

"Bang!"

There was a crisp crash, and this time it didn't miss, and even though the angle of the shot was terrible for baseball, it hit a solid ball.

Between Hattori's shots, he saw Gao Cheng's movements, and his eyes shrank.

It was a terrible ball for baseball, not much worse than a miss, but he could see clearly that Gao Cheng was using swordsmanship just now.

It's definitely an amazing blow for kendo......

"This guy," Hattori muttered with a dark face twitching at the corners of his eyes, "do you want to practice swords in this kind of place?" ”

After a few bats, Hattori won with a large lead, and compared to Gao Cheng's frequent leaks, he almost didn't miss a shot, and even set a record since the opening of the baseball batting gym, and even the batting hall was shocked to come to watch the game in person.

Hattori himself felt a little incredible, it had never felt so good, and it felt like he had been blessed by a mysterious power.

I knew that playing with Gao Cheng had this kind of benefit, and I should have called Gao Cheng to Osaka before......

"That's amazing," said Hattori, the manager of the striking hall as he walked out of the batting room with sweat at the end of the shot, "If it were you, you would have been able to complete that challenge." ”

"The challenge?" Hattori was stunned.

……

In the special area of the venue, a group of people followed the manager to an empty batting room, and even Gao Cheng and Conan couldn't help but follow with curiosity.

Unlike other batting rooms, the separate space is slightly more luxurious and has more space.

The manager proudly pointed to a pitching machine, "This machine can throw balls up to 240 km/h, which is the fastest in Japan, and very few people can hit it until now, and even if it hits, it is just a matter of luck." ”

Hattori wiped his sweat and entered the batting room with a wry smile.

What are you doing, why do you think you can hit it one by one?

Such a fast ball can only be relied on luck, right?

However, this kind of pitching machine, as long as it is calculated in advance, is not impossible to hit......

"Whew!" The high-speed ball flew past Hattori's ears with a bang, and he didn't even have to wait for him to swing the bat.

Hattori lowered his face, clenched his bat in disbelief, calculated the timing, and swung the bat before the next high-speed ball was thrown.

Shout!

This time, although he swung the bat, he didn't even hit the corner of the ball, so that Hattori's movements looked a little funny.

Gao Cheng couldn't help laughing: "Hattori, you're not much better......

"Abominable ......"

Hattori frowned, and after swinging a gang again, he paused to hit the ball and shouted at Gao Cheng angrily: "It's impossible to hit in a short period of time, you have to calculate the timing and the position of the shot!" ”

"But I think it's very simple, it's just a little bit faster." Gao Cheng said with a wink.

"Then you can try it yourself!" Hattori tugged at the corners of his eyes and pushed Gao Cheng into the batting room with an unhappy expression, "You'll know how hard it is to hit it!" ”

"Okay, okay."

Gao Cheng swallowed at Hattori's fierce gaze. Take the bat with a light breath.

He could almost see the shot Hattori had just hit, and the pitching interval was about the same as that of other machines, and the changes in the path of the ball were quite limited.

"Bang!" The first ball was issued, Gao Cheng stood calmly and did not swing the bat, but the high-speed ball automatically hit the bat and bounced away.

There was an exclamation from the sidelines.

"Luck, right?"

"The ball actually hit itself ......"

Hattori's expression was constricted, and he frowned slightly as he looked at Gao Cheng's sturdy back.

The ball didn't seem to hit it by luck, but it would be too exaggerated to accurately judge the trajectory of the ball in advance......

Gao Cheng took a deep breath and clenched the bat to lower his center of gravity.

The first ball was a bit of luck, and the next thing was to hit it with all his might, and it was a matter of saving face, so I couldn't admit it in front of Hattori.

And if he can't even hit a baseball without Lake Toya, doesn't that mean he's useless?

Facing the pitching machine, Gao Cheng seemed to have returned to the time when he faced the knife murderer in the Toya Lake World.

The blade with a red halo is already difficult to react when the knife is released, and the result is a second kill.

If he doesn't want to repeat the mistakes of the past, he has to keep up.

"Bang!" Almost just saw the machine throw the ball, Gao Cheng's body instantly tensed, and the bat quickly struck out and slammed into an afterimage.

"Bang ——!" The high-speed ball turned back and crashed back into the pitching machine, and before everyone could even react to what was happening, they saw the pitching machine clatter and malfunction, and even the pitching port was hit and a puff of smoke came out.

"What's going on?"

"What happened to the goal just now?"

Standing in the middle of the dazed crowd, Hattori's eyes widened in a daze, and he frequently looked at the bat in Gao Cheng's hand.

It really happened, whether it was luck or not, hit or hit, and one goal surpassed all ......

"Hey, Kudo," Hattori asked Conan in a soft voice, "Is this guy Joto like this before?" Is it really the first time to play batting? ”

"Who knows?"

Conan and a pair of dead fish looked at the scene after the silence and exclaimed again and again, Gao Cheng, who was surrounded in the middle, seemed to have defeated the returning hero, calmly straightened his back and followed the manager away, and he was a little handsome.

"Where the hell did this guy learn his swordsmanship?" Conan couldn't figure it out.

Not only don't I know where Gao Cheng's swordsmanship came from, but I don't even know what level Gao Cheng has reached now......

"I'm really sorry," Gao Cheng's back straightened, but two lines of tears flowed down his face, "I didn't expect it either...... Anyway, I'll compensate...... Is it possible to staging? ”