Kexue Magician

Chapter 129 Hold On, We Can Win

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Mori Kogoro let out a long sigh of relief.

The game has only been going on for more than ten minutes now. If the Tokyo Soul team really scores a goal, he is worried that he will not be able to bear such a big stimulus. After all, the 200 million yen is the biggest bet he has ever made.

As a native of Tokyo, Mori Kogoro did not feel ashamed to cheer for the BIG Osaka team.

Because the law does not stipulate, Tokyo people must cheer for the Tokyo Soul team.

And, regardless of whether Tokyo Soul and BIG Osaka are Japanese teams, who wins and who loses is not the same?
No, it is best for Osaka to win.

Mori Kogoro added something quietly in his heart, and then looked at Feng Chu next to him, and saw that he looked calm and composed, as if he was not at all worried that the goal just now would be scored by the Soul team.

"You're quite calm, kid!" Mori Kogoro shouted.

There are a total of [-] spectators, and there is no need to speak loudly.

"Don't worry, Uncle Maori, some things are destined."

Feng Chu seemed to be sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, very calm, and said unhurriedly.

Secretly, Fengchu drives the blessing cards.

Fortune +1, +1, +1, +1, +1, +1...
Feng Chu quietly stopped using the lucky cards after adding twenty units of magic power to him, without showing any emotion on his face.

On the green grass, the competition continued in full swing.

I saw the players of the BIG Osaka team use the original shaking to dribble.

Then, when blocked by the two Tokyo Soul players in front, a heel pass passed to the right player...

After a series of dribbles, catches and possessions.

The striker of the BIG Osaka team successfully entered the penalty area.

Then, the striker of the Osaka team kicked the football hard and shot the football towards the goal.

The tall goalkeeper of the Tokyo Soul team saw the football drifting left and right in mid-air, and when it reached the goal, it suddenly fell sharply. Before he could make a quick decision, he made a right save.

However, the deciduous ball crossed the left side of the goalkeeper and fell into the goal.

The football hit the net and continued to spin until it lost its forward momentum before falling.

So far, the BIG Osaka team scored one point first.

"it is good!!!"

A third of the audience cheered loudly, all of them fans of BIG Osaka.

"Ooooooooooooooooooooo!"

"Great! Great shot! Great shot!"

Mori Kogoro bounced up abruptly, swung his right hand vigorously upwards, and screamed, the joy on his face couldn't be concealed at all.

Really good shot.

The corners of Feng Chu's mouth curled up slightly, confident and powerful.

Although Conan, who judged that the Tokyo Soul team was stronger, was also happy, but felt something was wrong with the development of the situation.

Is my analysis wrong?
Is it possible that the Tokyo Soul team, which is playing at home, is under too much pressure, but their strength is suppressed?
After the joy, Conan frowned slightly.

Yoshida Ayumi and Kojima Genta are not so firm in their stance, cheering for whoever wins.

"I didn't expect the BIG Osaka team to be so good. If they win, outstanding players will have the opportunity to enter the Japanese team to participate in the World Cup qualifiers, and maybe they will even win the World Cup trophy!"

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya looked at the BIG Osaka team as if he saw a dark horse.

"The World Cup, that is the most influential football event in the world."

"If we win the World Cup, maybe my dad will take me out to eat ten meals of eel!"

The chubby Kojima Motota said with longing.

too difficult!
Conan, a football fan, thought secretly.

Hui Yuanai, who had been silent all this time, suddenly chuckled.

"Haihara-san, are you also interested in football?"

Conan, who always felt that Hui Yuan Ai had a cold personality and had no special hobbies, asked, did Hui Yuan Ai follow Feng Chu to feel the atmosphere?

"you guess."

Haibara Ai looked at the situation in the football field with a calm face.

I'm not interested in guessing.

Conan continued to watch football matches, which were more important to him.

Tokyo Soul and BIG Osaka continue to battle each other.

The players sweated wantonly on the field.

The current situation is that the hero of the soul team made a fake move to get rid of the defense of the Osaka team players, and then passed three people in a row, passing the ball to the player Naoki, and Naoki made a curved shot, directly bending the football into the goal.

"Goal scored!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

"nice shot!!!"

Naturally, the most people in the auditorium were from Tokyo. At this time, they cheered thunderously and shook the sky.

Mori Kogoro suddenly felt like an eggplant beaten by frost, and his whole body instantly became sluggish. He couldn't help but look at Feng Chu again. Seeing that Feng Chu still looked calm, he calmed down a little.

luck!

This must be the soul team's luck!

Hold on tight, don't panic, the game has only lasted about 10 minutes, and the Osaka team can still win!

Hui Yuanai, who seemed restless, grasped the handrail with her white hands, and frowned slightly.

But Ayumi Yoshida, Genta Kojima and Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya were still overjoyed, still cheering for whoever scored a goal.

Conan, who noticed Haibara Ai's abnormal behavior, touched his chin.

The next moment, a bolt of lightning flashed across his silent and gloomy mind, as if lighting up the light of wisdom.

"I understand!"

"Haihara-san, you must have bought all your private money for the BIG Osaka team to win, otherwise you wouldn't care so much about the game."

The corner of Conan's mouth raised a confident arc.

Hui Yuanai, who had seen through his mind, turned his head lightly, and said coldly: "I want you to take care of it~"

"By the way, how much did you invest?"

Conan couldn't help but gloated a little. At this time, he felt that the previous reasoning was correct, and the Tokyo Soul team should win in the end.

Hui Yuanai ignored him.

After a while.

The football in the stadium burst with a pop, which caught Conan's attention instantly.

Conan turned over and jumped off the guardrail, and landed firmly on the field. He picked up the football and found two holes in the football. He also dug out a 7.62mm Mini Bullet on the rubber field.

And on the TV van outside the National Stadium.

The director Jin Zi also received a blackmail call from an unknown person. He followed the instructions of the call and saw the scene where the football popped out to deflate.

"Bullet, someone got into the auditorium with a pistol!"

"Quick, hurry up and prepare 5000 million yen in cash!"

"Also, contact the police immediately!"

Cold sweat trickled down the director Jinzi's forehead.

He prayed that the gangsters would not be impulsive, otherwise, if there were riots in the [-]-person football field, many people would be killed or injured.

Just 8 minutes.

Police officer Mu Mu, who received the call to the police, had arrived with a group of police officers from the third department of violent crime investigation.

"What? If the game is stopped, the gangsters will shoot around?"

Hearing the director Jin Zi's explanation, Officer Mumu and the other police officers were shocked. There is such a crazy person in the New Year's Eve.

"Officer, why don't we invite Maori detectives and Fengchu detectives to help solve the case?"

Seeing Officer Mumu and the others frowning in thought, the director Kaneko couldn't help but suggest.

"But now there are only twelve minutes left before the intermission, and it's too late to drive the police car to pick up Brother Maoli and Brother Fengchu..."

Police officer Mu Mu said very distressed.

"No, Officer Mumu, Mr. Maoli and Mr. Fengchu are in the auditorium. I saw them just now."

The director Jin Zi immediately explained.

Police Officer Mumu's eyes widened immediately, and he said excitedly, "Then what are you waiting for?"

"Quick! Hurry up and invite Brother Fengchu and Brother Maoli!"

(End of this chapter)