Conan's grammatical investigator

Chapter 1299 The finals begin

On a street in the central city of London.

In an extended limousine, Conan, Sera, Mori father and daughter, and Dr. Agasa were sitting face to face in the back seat.

“This car doesn’t seem cheap, does it?”

"I didn't expect that Aunt Diana would use such a luxurious car just to pick us up to watch a tennis match..."

Kogoro Mouri looked around the interior of the car curiously. It was an extremely luxurious interior and it was the first time he had ever ridden in such a car.

I recalled the opening of the Osaka Museum of Art. The chairman of the Suzuki Group, Shiro Suzuki, sent someone to pick them up, but he did not use such a high-standard limousine.

Shiliang looked at the small refrigerator and wine cabinet next to the car seat and murmured, "This kind of car is rare in the UK. It seems that only the British royal family or aristocracy have it..."

"what?!"

Maori Kogoro immediately widened his eyes and said in shock: "Are you saying that the auntie who invited us... no, the lady is a noble?"

Seeing that Maori Kogoro's expression was not normal, Shira quickly smiled and waved his hands, "No, no, I'm just guessing..."

"But the surname Kingston does tend to remind people of Kingston Town, a royal borough in southwest London..."

Maori Kogoro was so frightened that his eyes widened: "Royal, Royal!"

Such a reaction surprised Shira. No matter how power-afraid he was, he shouldn't be like this, right?

She turned to Mao Lilan and asked what was going on.

Mao Lilan could only helplessly reply: "At the dinner party hosted by Ms. Diana the day before yesterday, my father wanted to demonstrate a shoulder throw, so he threw a guest at the scene..."

At this time, Dr. Agasa also calmly offered to finish off the opponent.

"Could the guest who was thrown by Mr. Maori also be a relative of the British royal family?"

"what!"

Kogoro Mouri, who was already sweating coldly, screamed and stared at his hands in shock.

"I actually threw an English noble out in England?"

"I'm done... I won't be wanted by the police all over the UK, right?"

Seeing Kogoro Mouri's frightened look, Ran Mouri and Sera could only comfort him with words.

Compared to the chattering crowd, Conan kept his arms folded with a serious face, not at all affected by the noise around him, and was looking forward to Qin Zhibo's call.

Now I can only rely on you, Qin...

Although Qin Zhibo is not in London, Conan believes in his reasoning ability and can interpret some important clues from it even if he is not there in person.

But until the luxury car stopped in front of the Wimbledon Tennis Stadium in Wimbledon, the call did not come.

"Oh~"

"You are here~"

Diana Kingston stood at the gate outside the stadium, speaking with an authentic London accent, and greeted Kogoro Mori and others enthusiastically.

When Kogoro Mouri saw the two bodyguards in black suits following Diana, he became more certain of his judgment in the car just now.

  How many wealthy people would have two bodyguards with them at all times?

How to do?

Should I apologize now and seek leniency?

Just as Kogoro Mori's brain was racing, thinking about how to overcome this difficulty, Diana spoke directly to everyone with a smile.

"Dear guests who have come from afar, I have something urgent to attend to and cannot watch the game with you..."

"I'll give you the tickets. You can go in and find your seats later."

"The game is about to start, I wish you a happy viewing~"

One of Diana's men behind her handed a stack of match tickets to Kogoro Mori, and then they got into the black limousine they came in and drove away.

Kogoro Mouri looked at the ticket in his hand, then turned to look at the courtesy car going away and scratched his head in surprise.

Didn't you even mention that incident?

Sera stretched her head and took a look at the tickets in Kogoro Mori's hand. There were five of them.

"Did they even include my place in the quota?"

Sera was a little confused because she came here temporarily and Diana might not know about it.

She didn't want to get a free ticket, but she didn't want to be separated from Conan, Ran Mouri and others, so she came to see if she could pay for a ticket.

In the end, she even brought the ticket...

At this time, Conan, who was standing at a lower position, explained: "Because that aunt also took Shinichi's brother's quota..."

"But Shinichi-nii-san didn't come today, so with you, Sera-nii-san, the number of people is still exactly five."

After Conan's explanation, Sera Masumi suddenly understood and nodded.

Sometimes, she is a little careless and doesn't easily notice these details.

This is also what Sera's mother Mary often preaches to her daughter, and it is considered Sera's weakness.

But it's not easy for this little kid to realize this right away...

Sera looked down at Conan, who was standing low to her. The more she looked, the more she felt that he looked like the child she met on the sea when she was a child.

But unfortunately, Kudo Shinichi had appeared in front of him the day before yesterday, together with this child.

At this time, Kogoro Mori, who had "survived a disaster", also breathed a sigh of relief, walked in front holding the door, and turned back to say to everyone.

"Since they have such good intentions, we should not let them down..."

"Check your ticket first."

……

After an initial ticket check at the gate, everyone entered the perimeter of the competition venue.

But before officially entering the center court, you have to go through a security check and a second ticket check at the entrance.

When everyone arrived at this stadium that can accommodate 14979 people, they were stunned by the scene before them.

In this huge tennis court covering an area of ​​5574 square meters, the audience seats are filled with densely packed heads, as if a circle of colorful fishing nets is wrapped around the rectangular green lawn in the middle.

Most of the spectators had already taken their seats, leaving only a very small number of people who had just entered with tickets and were looking for seats.

"Okay, let's find a seat..."

Led by Kogoro Mori, everyone moved forward together.

After walking a few rows forward, Maori Kogoro looked at the ticket number in his hand and said, "It should be here..."

"Excuse me...Please..."

Kogoro Mouri remembered that he was in England and quickly switched to English.

Ran Mouri and Sera, who were walking at the end, were responsible for cleaning up, which meant "sorry".

Near the middle of this row, there are five empty seats in a row, which are exactly where Maori and others sit.

"Found it, this is it..."

Just as Kogoro Mori was about to take his seat first, the audience in front of him turned around and looked back after hearing the noisy Japanese.

At this glance, both sides were immediately dumbfounded.

"Why is it you!"

Conan and Mao Lilan also widened their eyes in shock, "Apollo?"

It turned out that the person sitting in the front row was none other than Apollo, the little boy who clamored to see Sherlock Holmes on Baker Street on his first day in London.

"Apollo?" Mao Lilan asked in surprise: "Are you here... to watch the game too?"

Apollo nodded as a matter of course and said proudly, "That's right! Of course we have to watch my sister's game~" "My sister?"

Ran Mao Li didn't know that Conan met Apollo at that time, so she deduced that Apollo's sister was one of the contestants in this competition.

Conan quickly reported the situation to Mao Li Ran in a low voice.

"what?"

"The Queen of the Grass!"

Mao Lilan exclaimed. She knew something about sports and knew the famous tennis player.

This exclamation attracted the attention of the surrounding audience, but fortunately these audiences were all foreigners and could not understand Japanese.

"Apollo, is your sister the Queen of the Grassland?"

"Ok!"

Apollo nodded vigorously, enjoying the honor brought by his sister's halo.

"Apollo, who are these people?"

At this time, a woman sitting next to Apollo asked.

The woman was kind and dignified, with her light blonde hair tied up behind her head. She was only wearing a sun hat and sunglasses, so it was difficult to see more information about her appearance.

Apollo took the initiative to introduce: "This is my mother."

"Mother, they are the people I met on Baker Street the day before yesterday..."

The woman nodded, a gentle smile on her face, "Hello."

"Hello, we are Japanese and we are here to travel to London. We were here with your son..."

Mao Lilan was speaking when she suddenly paused.

Because she found that the woman sitting in the front row didn't seem to be looking at her, but at something nearby.

The woman then began to explain: "I'm sorry, my eyesight is not very good, but I am listening to you..."

"Ah?" Mao Lilan also quickly apologized, "So that's how it is. Sorry, I didn't know that just now..."

"It doesn't matter. I'm used to this kind of life..."

The woman sighed quietly, but still had a kind smile on her face. "Although God has taken away my eyesight, at least he has given me a pair of ears that are good at listening."

"By the way, how did you guys resolve the previous code incident?"

At this time, Conan, who was sitting next to him, took the initiative to take over the conversation. After all, he had accepted this commission under the name of "Sherlock Holmes' Disciple".

"The code has been basically solved, but..."

"but?"

"But it seems that there is still some final content that has not been completely solved." Conan explained truthfully.

"is it?"

The woman turned her head and murmured, "This is just like a person's life. In the end, there are always some regrets..."

"Right? Ares?"

The woman glanced at the man sitting on the other side of her.

Conan, Mao Lilan and others have seen this man before. He is the personal trainer of the Queen of Grass. They had met briefly before.

"yes……"

Ares, who had a triangular beard, sighed and turned to look at the Queen of the Grass - Minerva Glass, who was slowly walking along the aisle to the players' preparation area.

"But I hope Minerva won't have any regrets in today's tennis match."

“That’s right…” the woman agreed, “Otherwise it would be unfair to the fan who supported her and gave her this doll.”

As she spoke, the woman hugged the paper bag in her arms tighter.

Conan and Sera, who were sitting high up in the back row, looked down and saw a brown teddy bear in the paper bag.

At this moment, Mao Lilan looked at the huge electronic screen placed in the upper corner of the venue and said, "Look over there... Is that a Japanese being interviewed?"

Conan, Sera and others looked in the direction of Mouri Ran's finger, and saw on the huge electronic screen a man in a white suit and with a rather sturdy build being interviewed by reporters.

The reason why this man attracted Mao Lilan's attention was that he had an Asian face.

“I don’t think they are Japanese…”

"Sister Xiaolan, the person being interviewed is in the VIP viewing area over there."

Diagonally above the huge electronic screen, on the short side of the tennis court, closest to the video recorder below, there is a special area surrounded by railings.

Tennis matches are different from most other ball games in that the best viewing experience is from one side, so this is the VIP viewing area, which can only be reached through the VIP channel.

The sturdy man in the white suit was standing in the aisle, being interviewed by a British reporter.

At this moment, Apollo, who was sitting in the front row, turned around and explained: "That person's name is He Fang, and he's Chinese."

"He owns a large company called 'Ho's Chamber of Commerce', which is the largest new sponsor for this year's Wimbledon Championships."

"It is said that he supports Wang Haili from China, who is also my sister's final opponent in this competition..."

It turns out he's a wealthy sponsor, no wonder he's in the VIP area...

Conan nodded, not taking it seriously.

What he cares about most now is when Qin Zhibo will call him so that he can tell him the truth about the code.

Although he was currently at a tennis match and could not get away to resolve the incident personally, he could at least notify Scotland Yard in advance.

But until 2 o'clock in the afternoon, when the competition officially started, Qin Zhibo did not call.

……

Vauxhall Bridge, London.

After asking the onlookers to help call the police, Qin Zhibo left the two unimportant men in black on the bridge.

He carried the unconscious Vermouth alone and ran towards the south side of the bridge.

It was close to the MI6 building, and it was also the place where he and Mary had agreed to temporarily stay after they succeeded.

While running, Qin Zhibo also had to pay attention to whether there were other members of the black organization around.

But fortunately, Vermouth seemed to have only brought two subordinates this time, and with Mary's long-range cover, no danger was discovered for the time being.

However, some passers-by looked at Qin Zhibo carrying a "man" on his shoulders with puzzled expressions.

There were also some kind-hearted passers-by who thought something had happened and ran up to Qin Zhibo, asking if he needed help.

Qin Zhibo could only explain that his friend had hypoglycemia and he just needed to take him to the side to rest.

In this way, Qin Zhibo used his amazing physical strength to carry Vermouth and jogged all the way to the alley between the buildings next to Vauxhall Bridge.

In the deserted alley, Qin Zhibo put Vermouth next to the trash can, and then wiped the blood that flowed onto his body with a tissue.

Fortunately, the passers-by had average observation skills, otherwise it would be difficult to explain the bloodstains.

After simply dealing with his clothes, Qin Zhibo took off Vermouth's coat, unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt, and pulled it down to reveal his shoulders.

In order to support her broad shoulders, which are typical of men, Vermouth put an air cushion on her shoulders.

Take off the cushion and the white shoulders underneath will be exposed.

There was a bloody hole slightly below the shoulder, which was shocking to look at. The blood that seeped out even soaked the white bra underneath.

Qin Zhibo took out the bandage he had prepared long ago from his arms and began to bandage the armpit.