Ke Xue: I have a knife, and you still dare to fight me?

Haibara sighed and gave Conan, who was still somewhat confused, a disapproving look.

"I understand, I'll go buy it now."

"Wait, what are you talking about? It doesn't matter when we buy it, right? Isn't finding the person who just fired the shot the most important thing right now?!"

Kurokawa Saki didn't answer, only leaving him with her back turned.

Conan wanted to follow, but Ai Haibara stopped him: "Since Kurokawa told you to stay here and watch over Ayumi and the others, you'd better not go up and cause trouble."

"Me? Me, causing trouble?!"

Conan pointed at himself in disbelief.

Next to a trash can.

A man is throwing disassembled pistol parts into a trash can.

Suddenly, a hand patted his shoulder.

The man turned his head in horror.

"Confess your accomplices, and you can avoid a beating."

"You, who are you?"

Kurokawasaki didn't answer, but punched him in the stomach.

The man's body instantly arched.

Kurokawasaki Tsuki immediately put his arm around his shoulder and pulled him aside.

After a few more punches, Kurokawasaki Tsuki didn't even need to activate his Sharingan; the guy confessed everything.

Kurokawasaki Tsuki found a rope and tied him to one side.

Next up was his friends.

Next to a camera near the stadium.

The man's accomplice, the man in the hat, was observing the situation.

He had no idea that his friend had confessed everything after just a few punches, except for revealing the color of his underwear.

It's the same old approach.

Just as the man in the hat was intently watching the camera, a hand patted him on the shoulder.

The man in the hat had good composure, maintaining a calm expression.

However, he reached into his clothes with his other hand.

"If this gentleman has nothing else to do, please do not interfere with our filming."

“Your accomplice has told you everything. Do you choose to come with me obediently, or do you want to be dragged out by me?”

The man in the hat frowned.

The hand that had been holding the gun in his arms extended the silenced barrel out of his clothes.

"I don't think you understand the times yet. Now is not the time to play the hero, young man. Even if I shoot you now, no one will notice, believe me."

Kurokawa Saki remained silent, and with a single whip kick, the man in the hat and the camera flew backward.

The man in the hat struggled painfully to his feet, his hands gripping the pistol tightly.

"Don't move, or I'll shoot!"

However, Kurokawa Saki Tsuki still walked towards him step by step.

So much nonsense.

At the same time, a small knife slipped silently from his sleeve.

As Kurokawa Saki approached step by step, the man in the hat gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger.

In an instant, the bullet was deflected by the knife in Kurokawasaki Tsuki's hand, and sparks flew from the violent impact.

The man in the hat has a mouth so big you could fit an egg in it.

Then, with a flash, the man in the hat lost consciousness.

Kurokawasaki Tsuki patted the dust off his hands.

Meanwhile, Inspector Megure was also anxiously setting up defenses outside the stadium.

He had just arrived shortly after receiving a call from the director. He never expected that someone would dare to take all the spectators hostage in broad daylight and launch an indiscriminate shooting spree without being prepared to spend 50 million. If this matter is not handled properly, it could become a huge problem.

Inspector Megure looked serious.

Just as he was about to discuss the next steps, he saw someone carrying two people who were tied up and dragged out of the exit.

"!?"

Inspector Megure was stunned. This was outrageous! They dared to kidnap someone so openly in front of me!

However, after he saw who it was...

"Isn't this Brother Kurokawa? What are you doing?!"

"Inspector Megure, long time no see. Have you received a report?"

Kurokawasaki Tsuki threw down the two people he was carrying: "That's perfect, saves me from having to report again. These are the two criminals you're looking for. If you have any questions, you can ask him."

As she spoke, she kicked the man who had started the conversation.

"By the way, there's also this."

Kurokawa Saki took out the pistol wrapped in white cloth from his pocket.

The man looked terrified, as if he had encountered a demon. Those punches had almost brought him to Jesus, and now seeing the police was like seeing a savior.

"I'll tell you everything, please stop hitting me, I really will tell you everything!"

Soon, Inspector Megure learned the whole story from him.

"Take them both away."

"Hi, Yi."

The police officers beside them sprang into action.

The next second, Inspector Megure suddenly appeared in front of Kurokawasaki Tsuki and tightly grasped his hand.

"Brother Kurokawa, thank you so much! You are truly a savior for our police force. I must thank you on behalf of the more than 50,000 people in the stadium!"

Kurokawasaki Tsuki's lips twitched. He had no desire to become some kind of savior of the Japanese police like Shinichi Kudo.

"Inspector Megure, you're exaggerating. I guess I'm done here. I wanted to go back and watch the game."

"Of course, I'll take care of the rest for you. Brother Kurokawa, just go back and watch the game. Thank you so much."

"you are welcome."

After saying goodbye to Inspector Megure, Kurokawasaki Tsuki returned to the stands.

Conan was sitting in a chair deep in thought, with a can of cola next to him.

Genta, Ayumi, and Mitsuhiko were still cheering on the railing, each holding a can of cola.

"Has everything been resolved?"

Ai Haibara handed him a Coke.

"Yes, they've all been taken out and handed over to the police."

Kurokawasaki Tsuki opened the can, took a sip of cola—it was still ice-cold, awesome!

Conan was also brought back to his senses by the noise.

In just two steps, he hopped to the front of Kurokawasaki Tsuki.

"Kurokawa-kun, you found the culprit so quickly? How did you deduce that?"

"Use your fists."

"Fist, fist?"

"Yes, the iron fist of justice."

Conan revealed his beady eyes.

With the case resolved, Kurokawa Saki returned to his seat in the stands to watch the game.

Ai Haibara sat down next to him, holding a can of cola in both hands.

"I have to say, what you said does make some sense."

"what you mean?"

"Regarding the fact that Shinichi Kudo is having some bad luck."

"I'll just say it."

Conan, who hadn't gone far, turned back speechlessly.

"Hey, hey, hey, I haven't gone far yet. If you're going to talk badly about someone behind their back, at least do it behind their back."

"I'm sorry/I'm sorry," Kurokawasaki Tsuki said calmly to Haibara Ai.

"Heh...not sincere at all."

Meanwhile, Kurokawa Saki was watching the match with great interest.

Kurokawa's house.

A furtive figure crept up to the edge of the Kurokawa family's wall.

Then, the blond figure nimbly vaulted over the wall and landed in the Kurokawa family's yard.

Dahuang got up when it heard the noise.

Amuro Tooru took off his hat, revealing his face.

He tilted his head and looked at the bathhouse attendant, Amuro Tooru, who had suddenly appeared in front of him.

Amuro Tooru reached out and patted Big Yellow's head, and Big Yellow comfortably enjoyed it.

"Okay, Big Yellow, I have some important things to do. Be good, okay?"

After Amuro Tooru confirmed that Daiki had no hostility towards him, he slipped into Kurokawa's house.

Little did they know, a pair of round, black eyes were silently watching this uninvited guest who had broken into the house.

Without hesitation, the crow pressed the button on the pager that Kurokawasaki Tsukishiro had hidden under the feathers on its chest.

Kurokawasaki Tsuki, who was far away in the gymnasium, felt a vibration coming from his waist.

After turning off the pager, the crow's perspective was shared.

A crow landed on the balcony, its eyes fixed on Amuro Tooru secretly installing a listening device in the Kurokawa family's living room.

I also took some photos with my phone.

After a lot of work, Amuro Tooru finally managed to erase all traces of his presence.

Before leaving, I stroked Big Yellow a few more times.

He then lowered the brim of his hat and left.

Kurokawa Saki silently memorized the locations of all the bugging devices.

Little Touko, you're not being honest, are you? You really dare to eavesdrop on everything, huh?

Kurokawasaki secretly wrote Amuro Tooru down in his notebook.

evening.

Kurokawa Saki generously treated them to a meal before sending them home.

When we got back to our front door, Da Huang greeted us warmly.

Ai Haibara carried Big Yellow into the house.

Just as she was about to say something, Kurokawasaki Tsuki covered her mouth.