He's in Detective Conan, and he's the mastermind behind everything.

Eri Kisaki didn't respond; her thoughts were the complete opposite of Kogoro Mouri's, and her eyes were filled with admiration.

Xiaolan has really become much more capable.

Eri Kisaki is not simply a weak woman; she is also quite skilled in judo, and with years of social experience, few people in the stadium today can surpass her in terms of spectator insight.

On the court, Ran is mostly dodging, which looks like she's in danger, but Eri Kisaki clearly notices that Ran's movements are very small.

It's not that the chance of not being able to dodge is very small, but rather that it's deliberate, controlling the body's inertia, and trying to make everything just right.

Moreover, it is getting closer and closer to the limit, and the dodging distance is gradually shrinking from a fist to half a fist.

To outsiders, it appears as if one side is launching an extremely rapid offensive, each time just a hair's breadth away from hitting the target.

Eri knew that she might never reach that tiny bit of difference!

As time went on, more and more people gradually sensed that something was wrong.

Especially the karate coach of Mihana High School, who was originally cheering loudly for his student, expecting her to take down that arrogant guy on the other side in one fell swoop.

The day before yesterday was only the first day of the competition, and a group of people were already hyping up the championship. As a result, he could easily defeat his opponents on the first day, but he got stuck in a stalemate on the second day. Now, on the third day, he has been suppressed and his performance is getting worse day by day. Is this all the championship looks like?

Just a little bit more, just a little bit more!

He had been shouting with such excitement that his throat was dry, and he was about to take a sip of water to moisten it when he inadvertently caught sight of a dark-skinned high school student. That was his idol, the All-Japan Karate Champion, Makoto Kyogoku!

The moment he saw his idol, he suddenly realized what was going on.

Is it too long to be so close?

With this thought in mind, when he watched the game again, he was somewhat surprised to find that his students were already panting heavily, as if they were about to run out of energy.

Oops!

Is this the enemy's tactic?!

thump—

Just as he was thinking this, perhaps feeling that he had gained enough, Xiaolan seemingly threw a light punch that landed on her opponent's ribs, and then dodged to the side.

And then everyone saw, *thud*—

Thump—

Thump—!

Xiao Lan had already walked away, but her opponent, whose eyes had been shining and who had been full of imposing presence, suddenly stiffened, and as if he were drunk, he staggered forward two steps and fell to the ground.

After apologizing to her, Xiaolan took two steps back and calmly looked at the referee off the court.

The referee paused for two seconds, then loudly announced the verdict:

"The winner is Ran Mouri from Teitan High School!"

His desperate shouts echoed throughout the circular stadium, leaving a trail of silence in their wake.

Most people simply don't understand the situation.

Bang bang bang bang——!

The next second, crisp applause rang out in the hall.

People looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the applause had stopped and the person was covering their ears. Beside him, a young girl wearing a headband held her hands to her mouth.

"Xiao Lan! Victory is certain!!!"

The girl's clear voice echoed across the silent sea, creating a tiny ripple. After a brief silence, the sea responded with a violent surge of waves.

"Long live!!!!!"

"We will win! We will win!!"

"Xiao Lan, you're so cool!!"

The sudden burst of cheers almost lifted the metal dome off the stadium. Even passersby outside the stadium turned to look in surprise. Many who didn't understand were still bewildered, but they were caught up in the atmosphere and joined in the frenzy.

Shinichi Kudo entered the venue at that moment.

The first thing he saw was, of course, the most dazzling person in the venue, the victorious Xiaolan.

At that moment, Xiaolan was looking at Yingsheng.

Ying Sheng smiled and nodded to her. Xiao Lan smiled slightly, turned around and left the stage with calm steps.

The competition isn't over yet.

Although in many people's eyes, it is over.

Kyogoku Makoto looked at Hotaru, who was two seats away to his left, and a hint of curiosity appeared in his usually calm eyes: "Is this the Mori classmate who was being mentored by Mizuki? She has improved a lot, and Wada is definitely no match for her now."

Ying Sheng shook his head: "Xiao Lan already has this ability; she just wasn't calm before."

Makoto Kyogoku nodded slightly: "That's true. If you can't stay calm, it's easy to make a mistake with that kind of prediction. And this match will also count points." As he said this, a hint of eagerness rose in his eyes, "Mizuki-kun must be quite strong in martial arts as well."

"Haha, I only heard it secondhand. Kyogoku-senpai, please spare me. I dare not fight you."

"That's really a shame."

Kyogoku Makoto naturally didn't believe Hotaru's words, but since the other party was clearly not enthusiastic about it, he naturally wouldn't force it. After turning around and sitting up straight, he began to think about how he should deal with Wada Yona after she met Ran to increase his chances of winning.

The method is quite simple: just prevent the opponent from predicting your moves. Either aim for surprise or be so fast that even if the opponent predicts it, they can't dodge it.

However, while everyone understands the principle, putting it into practice is not so simple.

After thinking for a moment, Makoto Kyogoku turned his head again, wanting to ask Hotaru some questions about Ran. But before he could speak, he saw Hotaru and Sonoko Suzuki huddled together, looking at their phones and talking quietly.

For some reason, Makoto Kyogoku's gaze dimmed slightly.

However, when he thought of the scene he saw yesterday where Ying Sheng and Xiao Lan were holding hands, his eyes quickly brightened again.

Others are just friends, and they might even be talking to Mori right now. What is he thinking about here? He should be thinking about Wada's next opponent.

Just as Makoto Kyogoku had expected, Hotaru and Sonoko got together and were indeed talking about Ran, but not about the competition; it was about other things, something more trivial.

"Did you see that? Kudo's eyes just now were so complicated, they could be made into a TV drama."

"The snapshot technology is pretty good. Ran is in there too, but she doesn't seem to have noticed Kudo."

"There were too many people cheering just now. Xiaolan needs to calm herself down. She's probably been reminding herself to ignore her surroundings. Didn't you see she didn't even look at Attorney Fei?"

"I see. Well, that's good. After all, Kudo looked at Kiyoko very quickly."

Sonoko sighed softly, somewhat wistfully, and scrolled to the next photo on Hotaru's phone.

This photo has a wide field of view, with the crowds in the stands serving as the backdrop for everything.

On the left side of the photo, in a small open space in the stands, a girl in a white dress sits in the middle, looking at the edge of the venue with a hint of confusion on her cool face; on the lower right side, at the entrance of the venue, Shinichi Kudo is slightly raising his head.

Their eyes met, and the world froze in that moment, becoming a photograph on Ying Sheng's phone.

Sonoko magnified Shinichi Kudo's face, and magnified it again, finally confirming a fact with a touch of emotion.

At that moment, a slight smile appeared on Shinichi Kudo's face.

No question, just lock it up.

Sonoko, looking weary, leaned back in her chair. Seeing Hotaru taking pictures of the surroundings again, she couldn't help but ask, "You're not trying to capture Ran's precious memories, are you? Don't you have a photographer with you?"

Ying Sheng kept taking pictures, scanning the entire venue before sitting back down to look through them one by one.

"The photographer mainly shoots karate matches to analyze the participants' fighting styles and to feed the martial arts software to make its calculations more accurate. By the way, speaking of which, didn't Mr. Yuan say he would be out this afternoon? Why is there still no news?"

Did something happen to Amuro Tooru?

That would be interesting.

"So you're going to take separate photos, right? And then you'll make a photo album?" Sonoko pouted. "You're so good at this, and your photography skills are pretty good too. Did some woman teach you that?"

"Thank you for your guidance, but actually I hadn't thought that much about it."

Ying Sheng's words were perhaps true. He would occasionally bring up a couple of photos to the audience, mainly to make it easier to compare and check if any fish had come by following the scent, since Qingzi had been sitting there for quite some time.

There were one or two suspected targets, but the most suspicious one was, as expected, Shinichi Kudo.

This guy practically walked straight through the venue.

After flipping through all the photos, Ying Sheng glanced at them and realized that Shinichi Kudo would probably meet Kiyoko in about a minute.

Kiyoko remained seated, not even glancing at him, but instead casting her gaze towards Hotaru from afar.

Ying Sheng pointed to the exit of the venue on her side.

Kiyoko got up and left.

"Hey, what are you doing? Why are you letting Kiyoko leave?"

Having witnessed everything, Sonoko hurriedly spoke up, sensing that there was something wrong between Hotaru and Kiyoko!

Hotaru turned his head and looked at her with an expression as if she were an idiot, leaving Sonoko completely bewildered. She weakly said:

Am I wrong?

"You're so wrong, Sonoko."

Ying Sheng sighed softly: "I'm asking you, does Kudo have legs?"

I've accidentally fallen behind by 8 again. I'll definitely make up for it tomorrow.

Chapter 275 Before you know it, Sonoko is about to repeat the same mistake.

"When Kudo sees Yukatsu leave, of course he'll chase after her. Wouldn't that make it easier for the two of them to talk? You wouldn't be so gossipy as to want to see them arguing in the stands, would you?"

"........."

Sonoko lowered her head in shame: "I'm sorry, it was me... I was wrong!" She immediately raised her head again, looking at Hotaru with a suspicious expression, "Then why was she looking at you?"

Ying Sheng shrugged. "Didn't you say she was using me as a shield? Maybe that's the reason. I was just playing along." Ying Sheng stood up and straightened her clothes. "Don't overthink it. I'm going to the restroom."

"I am coming too!"

Sonoko suddenly stood up and snorted coldly, "You can't fool me, there's definitely something wrong with you guys!"

"Okay, as long as you're happy."

Ying Sheng shrugged and walked towards the exit of the corridor. Xiao Lan's next game was still a while away, so there was probably enough time.