Maori Kogoro began to understand everything

"Hey, this is the secret of how we detectives eat..."

……

For the next few days, Mao Li passed by the bakery owned by Naoki and his wife, but he didn't see any signs of it being open.

A week later, Naoki and his wife's bakery closed down. Mao Li asked the owner of the ramen shop next door, and the owner said that they seemed to be leaving Tokyo.

In fact, it was good to leave. As a father, he could understand their feelings very well - what was the difference between this metropolis without their daughter and the cement basement where their daughter was buried?

Hope they are all well.

……

That evening, the entrance to the Toudou Kokugikan was crowded with enthusiastic spectators who came to watch the professional wrestling match. After several ticket checkpoints efficiently diverted the flow of spectators, most of them had already checked their tickets and entered the venue, but there were still many people waiting in the square in front of the Kokugikan, and some spectators were on their way.

A good show is going on in the reception hall of the Kokugikan - the wrestling contest organizing committee and Nichi TV jointly organized a wrestler guessing show which is being broadcast live.

The host of Nichimi TV held the microphone and said loudly: "Then let's ask the famous detective Mr. Maori Kogoro to answer! The masked man known as the long-victorious wrestler in the imperial capital, the 'werewolf' is..."

The host waved his hand and pointed at five sturdy men standing side by side on a 20-centimeter-high platform behind him, "Which one of these five?!"

Maori stroked his chin with his hand, staring at the five big men in front of him who were wearing different wolf masks, dressed differently, and all looked extremely tough, and frowned in thought.

"Hurry!" The host handed the microphone to Maori. He raised a werewolf picture in his left hand and shouted, "Hurry!!"

Maori shifted his gaze to the poster in the host's hand. It showed a masked man wearing a wolf mask, with muscles as hard as granite. He was only wearing a pair of tight trousers commonly worn by wrestlers, and a large black and red cape draped behind him.

At this time, the enthusiastic audience watching the scene immediately started gesturing with excitement.

“It’s number 1!”

“It’s number 3!”

“Number 5!”

“Number 2, number 2!”

"It's number 4!"

"Hurry!!" the host pressed again.

Maori shifted his gaze back to the five wolf masks on the stage, then back to the poster, and finally raised his lips and said: "It's number 3..."

The host's eyes widened.

“Right, right, very right!!”

The host said three correct answers in a row, and his face suddenly changed to an excited expression. He held the microphone and said loudly: "As expected of the famous detective Maori Kogoro, a famous reasoning expert!!"

"After the game, there will be a live conversation between the Maori Detective and the werewolf. Please lock the channel! Don't walk away!"

The camera in the photographer's hand was frozen at the moment when Maori and werewolf No. 3 shook hands and looked at each other...

After saying goodbye to the host of Nichimi TV, Maori took Xiaolan and Xiaoai into the competition venue. At this time, the venue with a capacity of 11500 people was almost full.

Fifteen minutes later, the wrestling match officially began amid the loud cheers of the audience.

The first players to take the field were the new players. Although their skills were not as strong as those of the old players, their explosive power was still very good and the battle was very intense.

The audience watched and cheered loudly, and the atmosphere was very lively.

"That's it!!" Seeing the excitement, Mao Li couldn't help but screaming, his clenched fists were bulging with veins because of his excessive excitement, "Kill him!!!"

"Okay!!!" Seeing that the referee counted to ten and the knocked down blond player was unable to get up, Maori immediately stood up and cheered loudly.

Xiaolan picked up the Imperial Capital Wrestling Tournament Introduction on her lap, took a look and said: "The werewolf competition is the most intense tournament, so it is the finale!"

"That guy is a boxing champion after all..."

"Yes!" Xiaolan said with a smile: "When he first appeared, he promised to take off his mask if he lost, but since he came out, he has won all 65 games! But I want to see him lose one game..."

Xiao Ai asked doubtfully: "Hey? Why?"

Xiaolan smiled and said, "Because if we lose we can see what his face looks like!"

Mao Li stroked his chin and said, "Since he deliberately used a mask to cover his face, he must have his own ideas..."

"As expected of a famous detective, your guess is absolutely correct..."

A clear voice suddenly sounded behind the seat between Maori and Xiaolan. The two immediately turned their heads to look back, and Xiaoai also turned to look.

I saw a man in his twenties, with short black hair that was naturally curly, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a straight nose, thin lips with a smile, and wearing a sportswear with the words "Didu Wrestling" printed on it, squatting in the aisle behind the seats.

Xiaolan exclaimed in surprise: "Then, then, could it be that you..."

Mao Li was also a little surprised: "You are..."

The man raised his index finger to his mouth, made a gesture to keep his voice down, then smiled slightly and said in a low voice: "Well, this is the true face of the wolf mask... My name is Okami Jingqing!"

Xiaolan stared at Ogami Keiharu and said in a low voice: "How can you do this? Reveal your true face in front of so many admirers?"

Okami Jingqing smiled, leaned forward, and whispered: "It doesn't matter! Everyone thinks that the werewolf's true identity is Mexican."

Mao Li was surprised and asked: "Then who knows the real identity..."

Ogami Jingqing smiled mysteriously and whispered: "Yes, no one knows except the people related to Teito Wrestling, not even my parents and girlfriend. I used to perform on stage in Mexico as a mysterious masked wrestler..."

"I like masked men! And I often participate in previous competitions with my real face! It's a trick of smoke bombs... In order not to reveal my identity, I can't use karate and Mexican boxing, so I always fail to win..."

As he spoke, he laughed bitterly: "However, my girlfriend seems to have noticed something recently..."

"Don't you feel troubled?" Xiaolan asked, "You have to deceive everyone and hide your identity..."

Da Shen Jingqing was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly: "I told you, didn't I? Except for the people related to the Imperial Capital Wrestling, no one else knows my true identity. I won't tell her, so even if the news leaks out, I won't doubt her, right? And I don't want her to worry, I don't want her to watch the werewolf competition broadcast in the prime time..."

After a pause, he revealed a trace of indescribable loneliness in his eyes, "Sometimes the game will turn into a bloody scene..."

Seeing that Maori and the others were looking at him in a daze, especially the little kid Xiao Ai who was looking at him seriously, Ogami Keiharu couldn't help but cough and smiled: "I have made mental preparations... The time when I reveal my identity is when I fail and get knocked to the ground... It is when the werewolf dies and disappears from the boxing ring..."

Mao Li raised an eyebrow: "But why are you telling us this..."

Ogami Keiharu took out a signature board and a marker pen from his pocket and said with a wry smile: "This is because my girlfriend is a fan of the famous detective Mr. Maori Kogoro... How can an unknown person get your autograph..."

Mao Li rolled his eyes at him and said unhappily, "Why didn't you tell me when you were wearing the mask just now?"

Ogami Jingqing smiled apologetically, "Without a translator, a werewolf cannot talk to a Japanese person! How can he ask for an autograph for a Japanese woman? Besides, I don't think Mr. Maori will leak this to others and ruin the children's dreams..."

"Of course……"

At this time, a sturdy man wearing a sportswear with the words "Didu Wrestling" printed on it walked up to the Great God Jingqing, leaned over, and said to him in a low voice: "Great God, the time is almost up..."

"Oh!" Ogami Keiharu responded, stood up, and asked Maori again before leaving, "Her name is in it, please sign it!"

After saying that, he turned around and followed the sturdy man out of the audience.

"Okay." Maori nodded.

……

Usually, there are some enthusiastic fans and media reporters from major publishing houses gathered in front of the passage leading to the wrestlers' preparation room. They will keep their eyes open to see if there are any famous wrestlers passing through the passage, hoping to get lucky and at the very least take a photo or something.

Just as the two wrestlers were passing through the aisle and heading to the preparation room, the fans began to raise their cameras hanging on their chests and shouted loudly: "Nagaichise~~", "Nagaichise!!", "Mr. Nagase, look over here~~"

The two wrestlers were about 1.85 meters tall, wearing sportswear with the word "Didu Wrestling" printed on them over their cotton shirts. Their broad and solid bodies easily attracted the attention of the opposite sex. Hearing the shouts of the fans, the wrestler with a sturdy body, dyed yellow semi-long hair, and a handsome face smiled handsomely and winked at the fans of the opposite sex, which immediately caused the women to scream excitedly, and the smile on his face became even more intense.

The other wrestler had a bald head, a full beard, rough features, and a ferocious look on his face, giving people the feeling that he was not approachable.

At this time, the host who had just hosted the Guess the Game show in the Kokugikan Hall jumped over and held the microphone to the mouth of the wrestler with semi-long hair dyed yellow. "Mr. Nagase! You are about to challenge the gold belt of the invincible champion Werewolf... How are you doing?"

The photographer was very cooperative and pointed the camera at the wrestler being interviewed.

The wrestler called Nagase is 25 years old, his full name is Nagase Baota, and he is a professional wrestler. He listened to the host's question and said proudly: "What state... I just want the audience to see my high morale. And, the true face of the Japanese wolf that I knocked down and tore off the mask..."

"Japanese wolf?" The host was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up, and he firmly grasped the selling point of this word, "Are werewolves Japanese?"

A strange smile flashed across Nagase Baota's eyes, and he covered his mouth with his hand, pretending to remember that he had let the cat out of the bag, "Ah, no..."

The host saw that his action was clearly a cover-up! Just as the host wanted to continue asking questions, the other bearded rubber wrestler put his hands on Nagase Baota's shoulders and took him away from the camera. "It's a joke, a joke! We're in a hurry, let's do the interview later... hehe..." He said, pushing Nagase Baota away in a hurry.

Chapter 179: The game is over, the murderer is...

In the preparation room of Japanese wrestlers, the 36-year-old bearded Ushiru Yan angrily shouted at Nagase Baota: "Hey, Nagase! What do you mean?! Didn't I say it?! The true identity of the werewolf is top secret!! Don't disclose it to anyone?! Do you understand?! Half of the popularity of Teito Wrestling now is thanks to the great god!!"

Nagase Baota chuckled mockingly and said coldly: "Then who am I, Mr. Ushiru? I have worked hard to hone my skills, gained popularity and strength, and stepped onto the stage of the finale for the first time... Are you asking me to deliberately lose to the opponent on such a glorious stage?"

Niu Ruyan's anger suddenly disappeared after hearing his words. He patted his shoulder with his hand and laughed: "Haha... indeed, you are as good-looking as the great god, but your strength is not as good as his..."

Nagase Baota spread his hands and chuckled, "What are you talking about? Wrestlers are judged by their looks..."

He approached Niu Ruyan and said sarcastically: "If it weren't for this, with your ability you would have been the most popular contestant long ago."

Niu Ruyan's expression suddenly changed: "What did you say?!"

Nagase Baota snorted coldly and was about to turn and walk away.

"Hey, Nagase!" An angry voice accompanied by a thick hand grabbing the clothes on the shoulders of Yong Lan Baotai, preventing him from leaving, "How can you talk to your senior brother like this!"

Nagase Baota looked back at the wrestler named Hiroyuki Saxi, who was 25 years old, had a crew cut, ordinary features, and grabbed his clothes. He said sarcastically: "Oh! Do you want to hurt such an important part of my body before the game?"

The muscles on Hiroyuki Saxi's face twitched a few times, and he finally gritted his teeth and let go of the big hand that was grabbing Nagase Baota's clothes.

Nagase Baota used both hands to straighten his clothes that were pulled askew, glanced disdainfully at Saxima Hiroyuki, Ushiru Yan, and other professional wrestlers standing beside him, and said with a smug smile: "Okay, I'll do the warm-up exercises in the other room as before, and call me when the game starts..."

He walked to the door, grasped the door handle and was about to open the door and go out, then turned around and said: "If I win, I will give each of you a mask to cover these ugly faces, and you will be popular...haha..."

After saying that, he opened the door, laughed and walked away.

Nagase Hyouta's words made everyone in the preparation room so angry that they clenched their fists at their sides, with flames burning in their eyes. Among them, Sanuma Hiroyuki and Ushi Iriyan were the most angry.

In one of the rest rooms in the Japanese wrestlers' preparation room, Nagase Baota was sitting on a folding chair, wearing a pair of loose shorts and his upper body naked, revealing muscles as hard as granite, and talking on the phone contentedly.

"Hey... no problem... I will win 200%... They are hiding it. That guy's left knee hasn't healed yet... Humph, as long as I stare at that spot, he can't move... It doesn't matter if I can't beat him, I can just lift his mask on the stage..."

Nagase Baota's face showed a sinister look, and he said with a wicked smile:

"Absolutely no problem. I have practiced with masked rookies at your place for many times... I can take off his mask when the game is at its most intense... If his true face is revealed, the game will be stopped and I may be fired, but the popularity of Imperial Capital Wrestling will also be reduced by half... Then I will reveal the real identity of the werewolf, and then I will step onto your stage as a tragic wrestler expelled from the Imperial Capital... Please take care of me then... Universal Wrestling..."

Just when Minase Baotai was plotting against the werewolf, outside the door of his lounge, a burly figure with his arms folded over his chest was eavesdropping on his conversation with someone else. When he heard the words "International Wrestling", murderous intent gradually formed in the eyes of this burly figure.

……

On the wrestling ring in the center of the Kokugikan competition venue, a clear bell rang out, and another wrestling match ended. The winner showed a wild smile on his bruised face, and raised his muscular hands high, waving them towards the audience, causing all the spectators to cheer and shout.

Mao Li waved his hands continuously, caught up in the frenzy, and shouted: "Kiba is indeed the wrestling champion of the imperial capital! He is so amazing!!"

Xiaolan also looked at the introduction of the Imperial Capital Wrestling event in her hand and said happily: "Ah, it's finally the werewolf's turn to appear next!!"

When she heard that it was the werewolf's turn to appear, Ai decided to go to the bathroom first and then come back to watch the most intense game.

In the passage leading to the wrestlers' preparation room, Xiao Ai looked around and said, "The toilet is..."

Just as Xiao Ai turned the corner of the aisle, several staff members wearing sportswear with the words "Teidou Wrestling" printed on them were walking towards them from the other side of the corner.

When Xiao Ai saw the muscular man following behind the staff, wearing a wolf mask, a large black cape with red inside and red inside, with a bare muscular upper body and tight trousers on the lower body, she subconsciously stopped and said, "Mr. Okami?"

Looking at the majestic and powerful werewolf god Jingqing, Xiao Ai couldn't help but curl her lips: "So majestic... He is completely different from before."

Okami Jingqing and his group had already reached the corner of the passage, preparing to turn to the contestant entrance. At this time, a sturdy man wearing a wolf mask, a green cotton shirt, and two strong arms exposed appeared at the corner. He called out to Okami Jingqing: "Hey, Wolf! (Hi, werewolf!)"

Seeing Okami Jingqing looking towards him, the sturdy man gave a thumbs up and said, "Cood-luck (Good luck to you)..."

A confident smile appeared on the corner of Okami Jingqing's mouth under his mask. He nodded slightly to him and walked to the contestant entrance under the guidance of the staff.

Xiao Ai came to her senses and continued to walk towards the toilet. After a few steps, Xiao Ai saw the toilet sign. Just as she was about to go in, a staff member standing at the door of the toilet blocked her way and said, "Hey, little sister! This is a no-entry place for outsiders!!"

At this time, a staff member came out from the Japanese wrestlers' preparation room opposite the bathroom, and the two of them blocked Ai at the same time.

"Little sister, the public toilet is on the second floor..."

The staff member was interrupted by knocks and shouts from the Japanese wrestlers' preparation room, "Hey, Nagase! What are you doing? The match is about to start!!"

"Huh?" The two staff members frowned and turned to look at the Japanese wrestlers' preparation room.

In the preparation room of Japanese wrestlers, Hiroyuki Saguma stood in front of the door of the lounge where Nagase Baota was. Seeing that he still didn't answer the door, he knocked on the door again and shouted: "Hey, Nagase! Hey!!"

Kiba, the victorious wrestler with a red towel around his neck, appeared behind Sakuma Hiroyuki, "What's wrong, Sakuma?"

Zuo Xionghaozhi put down his hand, turned around, and saw Kiba with bruises on his face. He couldn't help but be dazed: "Kiba, Kiba..."

Kiba raised his eyebrows, pulled the corners of his slightly swollen mouth and asked: "What's wrong with Nagase?"

Saxiong Hiroyuki said helplessly: "Ah, nothing, Nagase is in the lounge and won't come out... Nagase just had an argument with everyone, no one wanted to call him, so I had no choice but to call him..."

Kiba said with a stern face: "Okay, quickly drag him out of the room and put him on the wrestling ring!" Then he strode forward, ready to enter without invitation.