[Conan] I just want to be a magician quietly.

Hattori and Conan looked at each other, and it was indeed the end of the second half of the second game!

Conan: "This is bad, if this is the surprise that the man said, then the way he intends to kill himself..."

Hattori also had a dignified expression, "If the bomb is really detonated on the stands of Koshien, the consequences will be absolutely disastrous!"

The two of them imagined such a scene, and they both gasped.

At the same time, Ruo Muliang was on the stand.

[Liang Jun, how are you doing recently?If the pressure is too much...]

Ruo Muliang:?

He was quietly watching Conan and Hattori's live broadcast, when he suddenly received a text message from Toru Amuro, with no beginning or end, and he didn't react for a while.

After a while, Gin's message followed suit.

【Restraint! 】

Ruo Muliang:? ? ?

what did i do i?

Didn't I just... draw cartoons of so many beautiful women with billions of points?Could it be that something happened?

No, no, with Gin's character, if he really saw those cartoons, how could he just send a text message so casually?

No matter how you think about it, Barrett is already prepared to ambush him on the only way he must go home, and it makes sense to wait for him to pass by and shoot him.

So, what exactly happened?

Ruo Muliang took turns to poke the live broadcast room of Amuro Toru and Ginjiu, but didn't find anything strange, so he frowned immediately.

Although Ruo Muliang is not the kind of character who must control the overall situation no matter what, it is definitely not a trivial matter to be able to alarm Gin Jiu and Amuro Toru at the same time.

Best to find time to investigate.

So, let's speed up this event.

Just at this time, Conan came back panting again and asked Mori Kogoro to borrow the radio.

After all, the "gangster" said on the phone at the very beginning that clues would be given in the third, sixth and ninth games.But the few people who have been running back and forth on and off the field may not be able to know the situation of the game in time.

At this time, the live broadcast radio is very useful.

Ruo Muliang grabbed Conan and temporarily lifted him to the empty seat beside him.

Conan subconsciously shook his short legs and wanted to struggle, but Ruo Muliang ruthlessly suppressed him. Afterwards, Ruo Muliang ignored the shocked expression of little Corgi, lowered his voice, and cruelly started the spoiler.

"The distance from home plate to the sideline at Koshien Stadium is exactly 96 meters, so the first number 96 should refer to the position next to the sideline.

[7] refers to the back number of baseball, that is, left field, so the position corresponds to the left half of the field.

I don’t need to explain what 13 represents, right? "Conan:! ! ! !

He quickly sent the message to Hattori Heiji, and then looked at Wakagi Ryo with a resentful expression.

"Didn't you say you're not interested in baseball?"

Wakagi Ryo nodded solemnly, "I'm not really interested in baseball, but since the criminal chose Koshien as the crime location, he should have a good understanding of baseball.

So I temporarily made up a make-up class. "

Ruomuliang shook the mobile phone in his hand, and the interface of the search engine was displayed on the screen.

Conan:  …

Chapter 362 Slander, this time it's really slander!

"By the way, the freight company where the fire broke out, if possible, it's best to ask Police Officer Otaki to investigate.

A person does not want to commit suicide for no reason, maybe because of some changes in his life, he has the idea of ​​suicide.

This accident should be related to that shipping company. "

After Ruo Muliang ruthlessly revealed the spoiler, he thoughtfully stuffed a bottle of mineral water for Conan who had been running for a long time, and then turned his head to continue watching the game on the court.

Conan slowly unscrewed the water bottle and took two sips, then jumped out of his seat in a daze, ready to join Hattori in the 13th row of auditorium in the left half.

On the other side, Hattori hurried after he knew the location of the device, and finally snatched a cell phone that started to ring from the hands of a lady in the 13th row.

As soon as he pressed the answer button, he heard a maniacal laughter on the other end of the phone.

"What the hell is so funny!"

Hattori calmed down his shortness of breath, and asked coldly on the other end of the phone.

"Because you two kids are really interesting, keep going, let me have more fun before I die, won't you?

I appreciate this pointless effort. "

"Also, don't worry, the phone won't blow up this time."

"Hey!"

After the other person finished speaking with a full sense of middle school, he hung up the call in a second, and the angry Hattori Heiji punched the air hard.

About two seconds later, the second password text message was sent to Hattori's mobile phone.

The password this time is still three numbers: 47【3】4

Hattori clicked his tongue, and Conan, who had arrived, began to reason about the new numbers.

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Ruo Muliang exercised his muscles and bones, turned his head and glanced at Moori Kogoro beside him, and then threw a lucky zero on Uncle Mouri.

Sorry, Uncle Mori!

However, since we are going to meet a prisoner who is carrying a lot of bombs and is planning to perform a large-scale performance art on the stands of Koshien, -80 must not be allowed to interfere with his next actions.

Um?Why do you say that he was already planning to catch the prisoner himself, but he still spoiled Conan's face when he came back to borrow the radio?

Of course it’s because of the famous detective’s expression after being spoiled, it’s so cute~

You can never have too much emotional value.

Wakagi Ryo, who got rid of -80, walked around refreshedly. It didn't take long to find the prisoner who was about to explode this time on the stands, the former Teito Industrial High School baseball team consultant - Yukio Torimitsu.

This bearded Zara, a middle-aged man with an unpleasant smell, an oversized shopping bag, and a crazy expression while holding a mobile phone, is obviously out of place among the fans, but there is no one around People noticed him.

Well, after all, it is the Ke Xue world where Xiao Hei can run on the street in broad daylight.

but……

In my impression, this Yukio Torimitsu, although he had suicidal thoughts because of his son's death, even wanted to drag more innocent people to his back before he died.

But in fact, he also knew that his behavior was just venting his anger.

After all, the reason why his son Mitsuhiro Tori died was because of an accident caused by expending a lot of physical strength during baseball practice and accidentally riding on the fast lane when he was riding home, and it was too late to brake.

Therefore, he left messages to Hattori and Conan again and again. In fact, deep down in his heart, he also hoped that someone could stop his suicide.

So, Yukio Torimitsu, shouldn't act so...crazy.

It seems that there is no laziness, and it is right to find it in person. There are obviously some hidden secrets in this case.

Ruo Muliang applied dozens of layers of illusion to the vicinity of Niaoguang Xingxiong, and then quietly stepped forward with a knife and knocked out a middle-aged man who seemed to be in a distressed state, and took it from his hand, which was full of Bomb shopping bag.Well, it feels good to backstab at any time without -80, and it doesn't panic at all to grab bombs with bare hands.

At this moment, Mori Kogoro in the stands sneezed inexplicably, and then sat down on his chair.

Ruomuliang dragged Niaoguang Xingxiong to a remote blind corner openly, opened the small map and checked it carefully, after confirming that a Conan listening to the corner of the wall would not be spawned inexplicably in some horny place, he gave Niaoguang Xingxiong took a shot of Veritaserum, then took out a small bottle of smelling salts, which woke up Xingxiong Torimitsu.

As a member of an illegal organization, it's reasonable to carry these things with you, right?

Moreover, he didn't want to spend too much time on this man whose mental state was not quite right.

"Why did you commit suicide here?"

Yukio Torimitsu slowly opened his eyes, with an incomparably dull expression.

"Here, avenge Xiaoyu."

Ruo Muliang frowned slightly, "Didn't your son die in an accident?"

As if he had been poked into some sore spot, Torimitsu Yukio's expression suddenly turned ferocious, and his hands and feet danced wildly along with it.

"Hands, hands! Eyes! Baseball... ahhhhh, I'm going to kill them, kill them all!!!"

Wakagi Ryo held down the struggling Torimitsu Yukio with one hand.

The effect of the veritaserum that he organized to go out is absolutely reliable. After struggling for a while, Yukio Torimitsu slowly calmed down again, returning to a sleepwalking sluggish appearance.

Ruo Muliang frowned and took out his mobile phone, and asked Moran to retrieve the case information of Tori Guangyu at that time.

"Your son, what happened?"

Yukio Torimitsu thumped, and went crazy again,

"Hand, gone, baseball... the baseball is sewn onto the eye... ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Ruo Muliang directly knocked out the crazy Yukio Torimitsu with a knife, and his whole face became completely gloomy.

He seemed to know what happened, no wonder Yukio Torimitsu was in such a crazy state.

It may be difficult for anyone to maintain reason in such a situation.

He first sent a message to Amuro, and then directly called Vodka.

Just after staying up late to complete the task, Vodka, who had relaxed a little, suddenly became jittery. He looked at the gin with his eyes closed and rested with a mournful face, and quickly answered the phone.

"Sang, Sangria, w-what's the matter?"

"I should ask this question, what happened to make senior Gin specially warn me."

Vodka: ...

What have you done yourself that you don't know?

He thought about it for a while, and said politely: "Just, you like artwork or dolls, can you just move to safe house No. 5 next time?"

Anyway, that place is now reserved for sangria by default, and no one will have a problem with it.

Ruo Muliang: ...

it is as expected.

"How many cases like this are there?"

If it was just Yu Guangyu's company, I'm afraid it would not necessarily alarm the people in the winery. As far as he knows, Osaka is not included in the recent gin itinerary.

Vodka: ? .z.br>

Although the big guy is a full-time driver, he is not an idiot who has been working in the winery for so many years. He is keenly aware of the subtext of sangria.

"Didn't you do it?"

Ruo Muliang: ...

"Xiao Fu, do you think my taste is so bad?"

Slander!This time it is really slander! ! !

Ruo Muliang gritted his teeth and squeezed out a question sentence, he could hear the gloomy vodka in his tone through the phone, and trembled cowardly.

But after thinking about it carefully, the objects that Sangria has always wanted to collect seem to be bourbon, rye, big brother, no, Shirley, Miyano Akemi, these...

The value of appearance is really not comparable to that of ordinary people.

And their eyes are indeed pretty enough... Vodka, who realized that he seemed to have been crooked by the sangria, silently slapped himself.

"As far as we have found so far, there have been three cases, and there may be more in fact, but the police have not released any information."

"I see.

Help me pay attention to this incident, if there are new discoveries in the future, please let me know immediately. "

Ruo Muliang hung up the phone, opened the information that Moran had received, and looked at the boy whose hands were cut off at the elbow and two baseballs were embedded in the original eye sockets in the photo, and slowly clenched his fists. .

No matter who made these things, but you wait for me!

Chapter 363 Don't Be Afraid, You Don't Conform To My Aesthetics

Hattori and Conan stared at the phone in front of them, lost in thought.