I am in Mihua, and the ladies all like me

Chapter 752 Mrs. Qianying wants to be cute

After having lunch in the gymnasium, the preliminary auditions for the afternoon began soon.

The venue where the competition was held was somewhat similar to the one where he last participated in the kendo tournament in Osaka on behalf of Hattori Heiji.

It was also held in a huge venue, with the stands around it filled with spectators. The field below was separated into areas with stickers, and each group of players competed in their respective areas.

Serabelle and the others were sitting quite close to the front, and could see the situation on the field most clearly.

In fact, it stands to reason that passers-by like them who didn't even buy VIP tickets but just came in to watch the game should sit in the unoccupied seats in the back row, rather than in the front rows where only sponsors of the game are qualified to sit.

But because Conan always wanted to follow Xiaolan, and Mouri Kogoro had to keep an eye on this brat, the situation eventually turned into what it was during lunch.

To put it simply, Lyon invited all of them to the sponsor's exclusive stand.

“By the way, which player is Mr. Leon sponsoring?”

From the arena below, shouts mixed with the sounds of fists and kicks continued to be heard. Everywhere he looked, he saw athletes fighting fiercely. Kogoro Mori didn't know who to watch, so he simply asked Riki beside him.

"That's the one. He's at venue 27."

Rishi smiled and raised his hand to indicate the general direction.

Following the direction he pointed and the exact venue number, I saw two people confronting each other on venue number 27.

One of the players was an African player who looked short and not very strong.

Standing opposite him was a rather burly Asian man with black hair tied into a small braid at the back of his head. He had a square face and a fierce look in his eyes.

The two sides had been confronting each other for more than ten seconds. The other contestants in the same match had either already started fighting or had already decided the winner, but they were still at the stage of eye contact.

Finally, the short African player couldn't hold back any longer. He gritted his teeth, got into position, and stepped forward to deliver a whip-kick.

In fact, it is very reckless to use your legs right at the start of a fight, because the attacking movement of the legs is very large and can be easily seized upon by the opponent for a counterattack.

Furthermore, because the fighters usually stand on one leg when performing kicking techniques, if they are successfully counterattacked, their center of gravity will be instantly lost and they will fall to the ground.

Then all that follows is a beating.

But this small African player was extremely agile and kicked out several times in a row, forcing the Asian player to retreat several steps.

"This... the battle situation seems a bit tense, so who is the player hired by Mr. Leon?" Kogoro Mouri scratched his head.

"of course--"

Rishi smiled confidently.

"The winner is here."

Now that the words have been spoken, it’s time to take action!

The African player launched another kick, but this time the Asian player did not dodge. He raised one arm and easily blocked the sweeping kick. The sleeves of his training suit revealed a muscular forearm that was thicker than the African player's thigh.

Then he took a step forward, and before the little African could recover from the shock of having his kick blocked, he punched him hard in the face with his backhand, sending him stumbling backwards.

This was not the end. A high whip kick came down from above his head like a battle axe, hitting the little African man's shoulder hard, knocking him to the ground in an instant and then flying high up. It bounced three or four meters on the wooden competition floor like a skipping stone before barely stopping.

At the same time, the referee's bench also announced the results of the 27 groups.

"The winner of the preliminary round of group twenty-seven is Jamaldin!"

"So, so strong..."

The corner of Kogoro Maori's mouth twitched slightly and a drop of cold sweat slowly slid down his forehead.

Although he practiced judo for a few years when he was in school, he is now middle-aged. There is a saying that a hero does not brag about his past achievements.

What's more, he wasn't very brave back then, and the club had never won any competitions...although every time it was because of stage fright and nervousness.

"Indeed, this guy is definitely a heavyweight in terms of strength, but he is also very fast while still being a heavyweight..."

On the other side, Xiaolan also had a frown on her face, biting her thumb nail as she looked at Jamaltin who was walking step by step towards the exit lounge on the court.

"If we meet him in a competition, this guy will be hard to deal with."

Eh?

The familiar comments were like a bolt from the blue. Conan, who was sitting next to Kogoro Mouri, turned around almost subconsciously when he heard this, and his eyes passed over the knees of Serabell and Sera Masumi beside him and looked at the unicorn girl who was two seats away from him.

"What a professional analysis, Sister Lan..."

"Yeah, I was thinking it sounded familiar."

Kogoro Mori also looked over at this time.

"Lan, have you already remembered your past experience of karate?"

"Oh no, that's not the case..."

Suddenly realizing that her occupational disease had recurred, Xiaolan quickly waved her hands and explained with an awkward smile.

"It's just that I also watched the commentary of karate competitions for a while in order to restore my memory. Although my memory was not restored in the end, I did learn some commentary routines from the commentators."

When Xiaolan said this, she was actually very uncomfortable.

After all, not only has she recovered her memory, but she also knows that Conan is Kudo Shinichi.

With these two as premises, the unnatural feeling of forced explanation when Conan was suspected many times in the past because of accidentally contracting an occupational disease suddenly became correct.

And what she just said was just like the nonsense Conan made up in the past to cover up his true identity.

As expected, people will eventually become the people they hate the most...

But if it's for Sera-kun, then it doesn't matter~?

"That's it..."

Kogoro Maori nodded with a little regret.

After all, his daughter said so, so there was no reason for him not to believe it.

What's more, in his opinion, there was no need for Xiaolan to lie to him about such things.

Only Conan, who was sitting next to him, was still a little suspicious.

Even though Xiaolan's explanation was reasonable, the moment she said that, she showed an extremely aggressive attitude. It was obvious that she had imagined herself on the court and regarded Jamaldin as her imaginary enemy.

Is it really possible to analyze to that extent just by watching the game without recovering my memory?

But let’s put that aside for now.

On the other side, Serabelle, who had just finished watching the first round of eliminations, had taken out her cell phone from her pocket, her fingertips moving quickly across the screen.

He was sending a message to Kuroba Chikage.

No, to be precise, it was Kuroba Chikage who took the initiative to send the message, and Serabelle was just replying.

Kuroba Chikage: [Hello, hello~ How was the game? Did you find anything useful? ]

Serabelle: [Probably. The preliminary round has just ended, but it seems that the champion has been decided as expected. The opponent is very strong, almost a hexagonal warrior. If the Fist of Blue Sapphire really falls into his hands, it will be difficult to steal it.]

Kuroba Chikage: [Is that so? Well, let’s talk about that later. If you have time after you come back from the gym, come to my room. Chikage found something interesting~]

Serabelle: "..."

What does Qianying mean by discovering something interesting?

You're calling your own name, are you trying to be cute?

It seemed as if the hesitation of the young man on this end of the phone was also transmitted through the network to the thief's wife on the other end. A few seconds later, before Serabel could reply, Kuroba Chikage sent another message.

[Because it sounds cuter, and besides, wouldn't calling yourself aunt make you look older? ]

Chapter 753 Mrs. Qianying is here to seduce again

As expected, the karate competition is held with the legendary world's largest sapphire "Fist of Blue Sapphire" as the champion reward. Although it does not have much background and historical value, the scale of the participants is still quite large.

During the first round of eliminations, there were hundreds of groups of players competing at the same time. Counting them as two people in a group, that means there were hundreds of people signing up to participate.

However, even with such a large scale, it cannot sustain for long when multiple groups compete one-on-one at the same time.

In just one afternoon, before even dusk, the entire competition had already entered the later stages, with only the semi-finals, semi-finals and finals remaining.

But that's for tomorrow morning.

So time passed quickly and it was almost three or four in the afternoon.

Outside the stadium, the sun, which had been blazing brightly all day, was gradually setting in the west. The sunlight, with a bit of the afterglow of the evening, shone obliquely on the land of Singapore, and tourists were leaving the square one after another.

"Haha~ What an exciting game this afternoon."

As soon as Sera Masumi walked out of the gymnasium gate, he couldn't help but raise his arms and stretch. Then he turned to the side and grabbed Serabel's neck. He stuck to him like a sloth and rubbed his cheek against the boy's shoulder.

"Hey man, what should we do next? Should we go back to the hotel? Or should we go somewhere else nearby?"

"Since you're done watching the game, let's go back."

Serabel was thinking about what Kuroba Chikage had told him in the text message before.

"Besides, this place is a bit remote, and there's nothing fun to do nearby."

"That's right..."

Naturally, Sera Masumi agreed immediately.

For her, she would go wherever Serabelle went. It didn't matter what she did there, as long as she was with the right person.

What's more, outside, you can only hug a little, and you have to be careful about the degree of kissing. But back at the hotel, let alone kissing, even this is fine, hehe~

Leon Law, who was standing by, also spoke when he heard the conversation reach this point.

"That's perfect. Since everyone is planning to go back, I'm also going to say goodbye. After all, the competition is still tomorrow, and I haven't finished my work as the security chief of the Fist of Blue Sapphire yet. I still have to rush to the company for a meeting."

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay. Work is important. Mr. Leon, just focus on your work."

Kogoro Mori was quite polite.

However, seeing him like this, Leon, who was saying goodbye just a second ago, suddenly stopped being anxious.

He looked at Maori Kogoro and smiled. "Speaking of which, because of the warning letter of Kaito Kid that appeared in Singapore a while ago, the main purpose of my security this time was to prevent Kaito Kid from invading. Coincidentally, after a few people came to my house yesterday, the safe was invaded that night. The intruder not only entered all the passwords correctly, but also passed my palm print verification."

"Palm print... verification?"

Kogoro Maori blinked.

Although he was just a confused detective, his abilities as a big brother in the police force had not deteriorated that seriously, and he realized the problem immediately.

Admittedly, they had just visited the villa yesterday, and then the villa was invaded that night. According to this logic, they are indeed the most suspicious.

Then add this palm print.

Maori Kogoro tried hard to recall, and it seemed that the only person who shook hands with Leon yesterday was——

"Hey! Could it be that you are actually Kaito Kidd?"

As the words rang out, Kogoro Mouri instantly locked his eyes on Serabell, who looked lazy beside him.

? ?

Not expecting that these words could be applied to her, Serabelle slowly typed a capital question mark and cast a caring look at this former big brother of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.

How come he became Kaito Kidd? Look... he has killed a certain Kaito lady so many times before. What kind of logic is this?

According to this statement, it would be better to just say that old man Jiro Suzuki is Kaito Kid. He spends so much money to direct and act in the movie just to create hype and have fun. After all, he always returns the gems intact afterwards.

This is a little more reasonable.

"How is that possible? If I really had ideas about that gem, things wouldn't be so troublesome."

Serabelle considered her words.

"It will be... much, much simpler than that."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Leon smiled.

"Did Sera-kun just say 'much simpler'? I'd like to hear more about it..."

"You don't want to know."

Before he could finish his words, Serabelle averted her gaze and interrupted.

And repeated it.

"Trust me, you don't want to know."