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

"I didn't say that, you're just imagining things." Ying Sheng took back her phone, quickly flipped to the back of the proposal, and pointed to the adjusted goals. "See? Three years. Even the most stubborn mule can be tamed by me."

He put away his phone: "You suddenly brought this up. Do you know how the meeting went over there?"

Sonoko's eyes still held some suspicion, but considering that her father also took this matter very seriously, Hotaru probably wouldn't do anything reckless, so she shook her head.

"I haven't been following you or contacting you, so everything must be going smoothly. If you want to know, I can ask around for you."

"Then that's not necessary, I..."

"Long live!!!!!"

Suddenly, a tsunami of cheers erupted in his ears, interrupting Ying Sheng's words. He turned to look at the center of the venue. The second semi-final match had ended, and the winner was Wada Yona.

The next final match will be between her and Xiaolan.

The two, who had been cheering for the championship since the first day of the competition, are now actually meeting in the finals, even though many people previously disliked their behavior, thinking they were too arrogant and didn't know how to be humble.

But now, faced with the facts and absolute power, they have no choice but to admit it.

That's called self-confidence!

Inside the venue, Wada Hina, who had not yet stepped down from the stage, and Ran, who was outside the venue, exchanged glances, both of them filled with fighting spirit.

On the stands, the students from Teitan High School and Beika High School exchanged glances and chuckled.

Not long after, the final officially began, and as the two bowed to each other, the stands erupted in cheers.

"Yuna! Victory is certain!!!"

This was shouted by Teitan High School.

"Xiao Lan! So brave!!!"

This was shouted by Beihu High School.

The large-scale event on both sides attracted many entertainers to cheer them on.

Some new spectators were completely bewildered. Were these two groups calling out to the wrong target?

Click——!

The world seemed to freeze in time, merging into Ying Sheng's phone. He looked at the widescreen display, which showed the laughing crowd and the halo of angels. Xiao Lan and Wada Yang Na were both in their starting stances, their eyes locked in sharp stares.

Ying Sheng nodded in satisfaction: "We've finally waited for this moment. Not bad, not bad."

He turned to look at the garden: "Is everything ready at the villa? Everyone's enthusiasm is almost overflowing."

“Absolutely no problem. I already talked to them the day before yesterday and prepared plenty of food and drinks.” Sonoko chuckled. “But there aren’t enough beds there, so everyone will have to sleep in tents in the forest tonight.”

Ying Sheng was shocked: "Wow, you're so cunning, only bringing this up now."

"Humph!"

Sonoko smiled smugly: "Don't tell anyone, okay? I'm planning a surprise attack tonight. Maybe something interesting will happen."

"what--"

Ying Sheng tossed his head back and said, "So you're the kind of guy who does all sorts of things? How lewd."

"hateful!"

Sonoko clenched her fist: "You big pervert, don't think about weird things!"

Ying Sheng hurriedly asked, "What is the male-to-female ratio when the two teams are combined?"

The gardener immediately replied, "Six to four."

"You still say you're not lewd! You perverted, obsessive woman who planned this all along!"

"!!!asshole!!!"

"Spare me! Spare me—!"

The two men offstage clashed, and the two men onstage also clashed.

Kyogoku Makoto glanced at the match between Wada Haruna and Ran on the court, then at Hotaru and Sonoko who were playfully fighting, then at Ran who momentarily faltered, and at Wada Haruna who was just a hair's breadth away from hitting the target...

A thought suddenly occurred to Kyogoku Shinshin.

Could it be...

Is Mizuki testing Mori?

Using the crucial final match to test Mori's character, that takes real guts!

His eyes grew brighter, and he inexplicably felt a tingling sensation in his fists. Shuiyue was definitely not simple; he really wanted to have a match with her.

Another opportunity!

was avoided.

Kyogoku Makoto shook his head. Wada hadn't seized those precious few seconds of opportunity. The opponent's movements gradually regained their agility, and there was no chance left.

The ultimate winner is undoubtedly... Boom—!!!

One decisive punch, and the champion is here!

"Ran Mouri!!!"

In that instant, the crowd erupted in a frenzy. The build-up of the past few days burst forth at this moment, and the cheers and shouts, like a tsunami, shook every inch of the air. It was simply unbelievable that such a high-level competition should not have happened.

For a moment, Xiaolan was inexplicably lost in thought.

The surrounding noise was so intense that she couldn't hear a sound; she simply tilted her head back and looked around.

Almost everyone's face was filled with excitement and joy. Even those who had never met Xiaolan before were infected by the atmosphere. Even her rivals from other schools were impressed by her strength. They looked helpless, but they applauded and cheered for her from the bottom of their hearts.

Finally, I caught sight of my parents.

Her father, sitting in a wheelchair, cupped his hands in front of his face and cheered excitedly for her; her mother, standing in the aisle, clapped softly and nodded at her with a smile in her eyes.

For a moment, she even thought that her parents had made up.

Even then, she only smiled slightly.

She's no longer fixated on it.

Even if her gaze shifts to the side, it's still her classmates and friends from Teitan High School. When she makes a mistake, do these guys still shout "cheering her on" instead?

Fortunately, Beika High School next door is the same, otherwise it would be considered a breach of trust.

A little further on, you'll find the two main characters who caused her to make that mistake.

Mizuki-kun and Sonoko, they are...

huh?

Was he bowing to her?

Haha, so you were just doing it on purpose, huh? That's really annoying.

This is only directed at Shuiyue-kun.

Her gaze fell to the entrance of the venue, where someone gave her a slight smile before turning and leaving.

Ran smiled back, and for some reason, she suddenly had a feeling that she would never see Shinichi again.

It's probably just my imagination, but...

Goodbye, Shinichi.

Floating... it's only considered a ninth-grade strength pill...

Chapter 277 The Truth Behind Today: Shinichi Kudo is Courting Death!

The match ended, and the audience left.

But instead of scattering like birds returning to their nests, they followed the scent of blood in the air and once again gathered outside the stadium like koi carp vying for food.

"Someone's dead! Charge!"

"Hurry and grab a good spot!"

The people of Tokyo are just like that—simple and honest.

Hotaru and Sonoko waited for Ran to leave. When they went to the crime scene, it was already crowded with people. Fortunately, Ran and Sonoko had plenty of experience in sneaking into crime scenes. With a few twists and turns, they led Hotaru to the front row, the best viewing spot.

The police finally arrived, and it was everyone's old friend, Inspector Megure. He was listening intently to what his younger brother, Kudo, was saying, and the more he listened, the more gloomy his expression became.

"So, Brother Kudo, you mean a remote-controlled bomb was planted in the back of his head?"

Megure's Thirteen Questions.

Shinichi Kudo shook his head: "I just think this is the most likely possibility, but it still needs to be confirmed by a forensic examination."

Megure looked around. On the cement ground, blood mixed with brain matter stained the broken bones, creating a bizarre abstract painting. Sunlight pierced through the azure sky, shining down on it without reservation, evaporating all the moisture, leaving only a faint smell of blood in the air.

This might be a bit difficult, he thought.

At most, we'll check for any signs of gunpowder reaction.

Megure looked around again and saw mostly passersby with expressions of apprehension and excitement. They loved crime scenes as much as they loved eating stinky tofu.

Seeing several familiar figures, Inspector Megure nodded slightly to them, but ultimately didn't spot the target he was most looking forward to. He turned back, walked closer to his younger brother, and whispered:

"Brother Kudo, you just said this person is related to Kiyoko Yukimatsu, right? Where is she?"

Shinichi Kudo looked around but found nothing. He shook his head and said, "This person died right in front of me. I was completely absorbed by him. By the time I came back to my senses and looked at Kiyoko, she was already gone."

Shinichi Kudo took out his phone and dialed Kiyoko's saved number, but the voice prompt said the phone was switched off.

"It was the same just now, I couldn't reach her."

"That's it..."

Inspector Megure pondered for a moment and said, "Brother Kudo, the case before you is not isolated, and he died suddenly in broad daylight. There is no modus operandi for you to deduce. I'm afraid we need to investigate from other aspects."

He pointed outside the crowd: "Things are a bit complicated, let's talk in the police car."

Shinichi Kudo nodded and followed Inspector Megure away. The puzzled crowd parted to make way for them, like Moses parting the sea.

The police car was getting quite hot in the sun, but it was quite cool inside with the air conditioning on.

Megure closed the car door, turned off his headset, and handed Shinichi Kudo a voice recorder, telling him to listen to it himself.