Conan's Unscientific Detective

However, the real purpose of the criminals was not to ask for a ransom.

Instead, he planned to use a pistol to randomly shoot a few lucky spectators after the "Emperor's Cup" was over, so as to ruin the reputation of the TV station responsible for broadcasting the "Emperor's Cup".

…………

It is the New Year, and Neon's annual 'Emperor's Cup' finals are in full swing, just like in previous years.

The Tokyo National Gymnasium was packed with people and the atmosphere was bustling.

Fujino stood at the front of the audience.

Haibara Ai was wearing a white sweater with a dark blue lining and a red baseball cap on her head, and she was standing next to Fujino.

She was fixated on the game on the court, and from time to time she lowered the brim of her hat to avoid being captured by the camera.

After a pause, she looked up at Fujino, and her anxious mood felt much more relieved.

But Fujino did not notice Huibara Ai's gaze.

He turned on Eagle Vision, and using Eagle Vision and vision-enhancing glasses, his eyes kept scanning the surrounding audience seats.

In his impression, one of the two gunmen should be in the front row of the surrounding audience seats.

The other was one of the cameramen who was sitting in the back row of the venue where he was sitting.

He didn't need to worry about the cameraman for now; he was more concerned about the gunman.

If he remembered correctly, the Gunners should have used the Tokarev pistol to shoot the football during the game.

And after shooting the football, he would throw the gun away.

This time, Fujino did not intend to give up the opportunity to get a pistol for free.

He said: Freeloading is addictive.

"But even if we knew that the shooter was in the front row, it would still be difficult to find that person in such a huge stadium..."

Fujino rubbed his eyes, feeling a little sore after staring at the surroundings for too long.

"Great!"

"hero!"

At this moment, a sound like thunder was heard all around.

Fujino looked down and saw that it was Hideo Akagi who scored a goal on the field.

Hero Akagi is also an old acquaintance of his.

He remembered that the last time he earned 100,000 yen from this guy.

To be honest, 100,000 yen is a bit too little.

But considering that the guy had just joined the team, the salary would not be too high. If it was 100,000 yen, I would just consider it as a favor.

"Did you score a goal?!"

Ayumi leaned against the fence and asked Mitsuhiko beside her, "Who was the one who scored the goal just now?"

"It's Akagi Hero."

Mitsuhiko glanced at the broadcaster in his hand, "Uemura Naoki passed the ball to Yingxiong, and Yingxiong headed the ball into the goal."

"The hero is really amazing."

Yuan Tai was filled with emotion.

"It's a pity that he was injured during a match some time ago."

Mitsuhiko lamented, "If he hadn't been injured, he would have most likely been selected to Neon's representative team."

"He's injured too?"

Fujino was startled when he heard the voice, and turned his gaze to ask the little ones.

He remembered that the injured person should be Naoki Kamimura, so how come Hero Akagi was also injured?

Did he get kicked out too?

"Brother Fujino, don't you know?"

Mitsuhiko glanced at Fujino and explained, "A while ago, he was kicked in the ankle while playing against another team. Fortunately, he recovered well, otherwise his career might have been ruined."

"So that's it."

Fujino nodded in understanding.

As expected of Ke Xue Football, he breaks legs at any time, and he really has a lot of martial arts ethics.

Shaolin Soccer belongs to that.

However, it is actually quite outrageous that he was able to return to the court after having his leg broken.

After all, his leg was broken, and under normal circumstances, a professional football player's career would have come to an end.

……

"You are really cold."

On the side, Conan was eating melon seeds and teasing Haibara Ai beside him in a low voice.

"cold?"

Haibara Ai turned her head and looked at Conan in confusion.

"Normally, isn't this how you watch a game?"

Conan pointed at the excited fans nearby, paused, and took out a melon seed from his pocket, popping it in his mouth and chewing it: "It's been like this since you transferred here. You look calm and composed even among the elementary school students. Don't you feel excited?"

"Oh?"

Huiyuan Ai said darkly: "Does it make you feel excited to be with elementary school students?"

"Ahem... Of course not, I'm just pretending!"

Conan coughed awkwardly and almost swallowed the melon seeds. He looked at Haibara Ai with resentment.

This guy really looks like Fujino.

——They are all equally sinister.

Conan added silently in his mind.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 229 Mobile Arsenal

Conan subconsciously took out another melon seed from his pocket and started eating: "By the way, you didn't tell me last time, how old are you?"

"Eighty-four."

Huibara Ai glanced at Conan and said, "I can almost be your grandmother."

"what?!"

The melon seeds in Conan's hand fell to the ground and a look of horror appeared on his face.

She did try to figure out Haibara Ai's personality.

From the feeling, he felt that Haibara Ai should be in her twenties or thirties.

But at eighty-four, he still has to call her grandma. No, that’s too grandma, right?

Is that medicine so outrageous?

Ai Huihara looked at the increasingly horrified expression on Conan's face and nodded, feeling very satisfied. "Actually, I was lying to you."

After a pause, she took a deep breath, raised her head, squinted her eyes, and propped up her chin with both hands. "Actually, I was eighteen years old before I became smaller."

"So you are the same age as Fujino..."

Conan took out another melon seed from his pocket, but before he could finish his words, Mitsuhiko beside him interrupted him: "The ball suddenly disappeared!"

"Disappeared?"

Conan turned his head upon hearing this and found that the ball had deflated.

Confused, he lowered his head and looked carefully, then he found a small hole in the court.

Realizing that something was wrong, he jumped down immediately.

He pulled a dagger from his pocket and began digging in the small court.

Then, a 7.62 copper projectile was dug out.

…………

Just when the rest of the people were attracted by Conan's sudden action.

Fujino's attention was attracted by a figure on the other side of the audience.

He was a man wearing a brown windbreaker, covering himself tightly.

The football just now was shot by him.

The pistol used was a Tokarev.

Fujino silently marked the man as an Hawkeye tracker and turned his head to look at the rest of the people.

Seeing that everyone's attention was focused on Conan, Fujino quietly left the audience and followed him using Eagle Eye.

…………

Fujino used Hawkeye to follow the man from a distance.

Soon, he saw the man throw the gun into the trash can after leaving the venue.

He looked around and when he saw that there was no one around, he left quickly.

Fujino was not in a hurry to subdue the man.

Just silently watching the other person go away.

This time, his main purpose in tracking this guy was mainly for the gun.

A gangster without his pistol is like a snake without its fangs.

There was no threat to him.

"What a waste..."

Fujino sighed and looked around. Seeing that there was no surveillance, he put on gloves and picked up the pistol that had just been thrown away from the trash can.

As he expected, it was a Tokarev.

There is also a five-pointed star on the grip of the pistol.

"Something's wrong..."

Fujino stared at the jet-black pistol in his hand, paused, and took a breath: "Isn't this a Type 54?!"

Fujino has no knowledge about firearms, but he does have some understanding of firearms.

He could tell that this Tokarov TT33 was actually a copy of the Type .

Although the serial number of the Type 54 has been erased, the characteristics of the firearm cannot be hidden.

"What an unexpected gain..."

Fujino sighed and put the Type 54 pistol into his personal space with satisfaction.

Originally, he wanted to get Tokarev for free.

I didn't expect to get a Type 54 rifle from my hometown for free.

In fact, if you think about it, there is not much difference between the Type 54 and the Tokarev. It's just that some improvements have been made on the original basis and the human body function design.

Tokarev, that's normal.

Moreover, the TT33 has been discontinued for a long time, and the Type was only discontinued a few years ago.

Judging from the number of tanks in stock and the volume of foreign trade, the Type 33 is more than the TT.

Then again, he now has quite a few pistols on hand.

Previously, an M37 was seized from the winery, and later a Beretta 92 with a silencer was seized from Pisco.