Zongman, working as a teaching assistant in Trasen

Feeling that his head was at risk of exploding again, Edogawa Conan subconsciously covered his head and said weakly: "At worst, I won't say much in the future, and I won't take risks casually..."

"Well, this young man is teachable."

"...So, dear Uncle Uozuka, may I take the liberty of interrupting your precious time and ask what exactly you were doing out there just now?"

Conan put down his hands and opened his big watery eyes to act cute.

Chapter 183: If a person has no dreams, what is the difference between him and a salted fish?

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"...Don't, don't look at me like that, I get it..."

"Hmm~"

Damn it! He just bullies others by taking advantage of his power!

These stinky uncles...When he grows up again, he will find a reason to beat them back!

Forced back by Uozuka Saburo's death stare, Edogawa Conan turned his head angrily and began to struggle with the pile of delicious food brought by the waiter. He had been taken around the world by his parents since he was a child, and was accustomed to both high-end and low-end food. In addition, he often followed Mouri Kogoro around to eat and drink for free, so he had no particular aversion to these things.

But even though he said he had given up, he hadn't stopped thinking in his heart.

Although he concealed it well, due to his detective intuition and the various behaviors that Uozuka Saburo had shown on the train before, Conan never regarded him as an ordinary horse girl trainer. Every time the other party behaved abnormally, he would subconsciously pay attention to him.

————And the Setouchi mermaids’ “stealth” work, which was better than nothing, was naturally seen through by him at a glance!

Of course, due to the height issue, Conan didn't see the full appearance of the Setouchi group members, but just from the few physical details he saw, he was able to infer their identities:

The mafia, and not just any mafia, but the kind of mafia that is extremely vicious and would really kill people.

In this way, the scene where Uozuka Saburo diverted their attention and left alone, and whispered with Maori Kogoro, could not escape his eyes at all... Nao and Maori, that old bastard, were really cruel. It was not until Uozuka Saburo came back that he woke up from the dizziness and barely regained his ability to move.

Damn it! If someone wasn’t in the way, he would definitely follow and eavesdrop to his heart’s content!

Ahhhh, I'm really interested! What exactly did Uozuka-san and those gangsters discuss, and what kind of agreement did they ultimately reach? I really want to know!

But no...that guy is different from Mouri Kogoro, a loser who is only reliable intermittently during certain time periods. He is a truly capable police officer and will never reveal his work.

Besides, his official identity now is the horse girl trainer of Central Tresen. He can easily use various excuses to get away with it, but his usual method of throwing a tantrum is not working.

...Is the only option I can take is to go and take the risk to find those gangsters and observe something from them?

"Ah, ah~ My stomach suddenly feels better..."

"Hmm? Don't try to say you have a stomachache and need to go out to the bathroom, and then secretly go find someone else's, yo~?"

A large hand directly covered Conan's crown, and Uozuka Saburo smiled affably and said, "In some of the movies I've seen, there are always rookie undercover police who use this trick every day to pass on information, and then get suspected and shot in the toilet. Do you want to try this trick with me too, Conan?"

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Damn it! Why are you so sensitive?!

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Finally, after suppressing the overly curious little detective, Uozuka Saburo secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He finally let go of his worries and focused on the upcoming game, temporarily putting aside all his worries.

The Setouchi Group's mission progressed smoothly. Not only did they fully achieve their goals, but they also gained some valuable extra gains, which was a great help to the organization's future work. He didn't need to follow up on it personally, as the organization members in the Tokyo circle would help him implement everything later.

So now, he can finally relax after being on edge since the beginning of the trip and focus on his "main job", recording the game.

Gah————

"Okay! The gates are open, and the competition officially begins!"

"Wow! That's fast!!"

"Charge, Guangchen Feixing! Charge all the way to the end!!"

Although it was just a small appreciation race, the Zhongjing Racecourse itself had a large enough flow of people. Although the number of people who could come here to participate in the competition was not as high as that of the central race, their strength was considered acceptable, and the race was quite entertaining to watch.

and......

Uozuka Saburo turned his head and glanced at Oguruma and Mejiro Komiya, who were smiling with admiration but did not have much fighting spirit, and could not help but smile bitterly in his heart.

There are so many monsters in the center...

Top-notch platforms are bound to produce top-notch talents, and when these super-level talents become numerous and start competing, they will easily leave those with slightly mediocre qualifications far behind.

It was a tragic situation where they didn't even have the qualifications to try. Even if they risked their past, present and future, they could only slightly escape the last place ranking, and they wouldn't be able to add much glory to their resume until they retired.

This is why the admission selection standards for Central Tresen are so strict, and Akikawa Yayoi, who loves horse girls very much, has never thought of lowering the standards: it is irresponsible to involve horse girls who are unable to keep up in such a peak battle, let their lives that could have been lived smoothly be burned out in excessive training, and eventually become meaningless and unsparkling stepping stones for other horse girls to achieve success.

When one horse takes the lead, all other horses lose their luster.

Whether it's the contestants or the spectators, the trainers or the students, everyone is staring at the leading "one" and constantly chasing and yearning for it. This is very normal and is also one of the basic concepts of Tresen Academy. However, managers such as the chairman, teachers, and training instructors who face multiple people at the same time cannot do this in any way - they must always keep their eyes on the "ten thousand", think about them, and think about their future.

If you can come in first, it means you still have the potential to come in first; if you can come in the top ten, it means you still have the potential to compete for first place; if you can come in the top 100, it means you can get a good ranking if you work harder in training.

What about the rest?

How many horse girls are there in the world? How many champions are there?

For the millions of horsegirls who can never become “one” and can only be “ten thousand”, can they be directly judged as worthless and commit suicide?

Reality is not a fairy tale and will not always give everyone a happy ending. The mechanism of perfect competition is destined to produce only a few winners and losers that are ten or a hundred times greater than this number.

For the vast majority of horse girls, becoming a loser is the inevitable final outcome.

But again, there’s an old saying:

If a person has no dreams, what is the difference between him and a salted fish?

Chapter 184: The Winner: Zhen Qi Yizi!

If this road is blocked, find another one. If students cannot find the way by themselves, the teacher will help them find it.

The so-called teaching and educating people...isn't it just that simple?

At least that's how Uozuka Saburo sees it.

Looking at those local horse racing girls who were not particularly talented but who also had a desire to win the first place and tried their best to hone their skills, Uozuka Saburo quickly pulled out his notebook, took out a pencil and started writing and drawing, carefully recording their movements and status, his mind quickly recalling familiar faces and corresponding information.

That one is a trotting horse. It has enough speed and endurance, but lacks explosive power. In the later stage, it may not be able to break out of the group and compete for the front... It's a bit like Vodka and the others, record.

Those two are the escape horses, one has better endurance but less strength, the other has less endurance but better strength, their top speeds are almost the same, the one with less endurance follows behind the one with better endurance and borrows her momentum... well, this can be a reference for Suzuka and Shinou.

And as for going first... ignore it. The strategy of going first is too common, and there are enough people to refer to in the academy.

There are actually two people who are running at the end to chase the horse in this race?

Saburo Uozuka looked at the end of the team with a little surprise, raised his eyebrows, and heard the conversation between Oguruma and Mejiro Mitsuaki beside him.

"The kid at the end can't keep up."

"Yeah, it's probably because of the lack of endurance and explosive power."

"Well, it seems like I wanted to push hard in the second turn, but I didn't have the speed advantage over the others and couldn't keep up."

"The guy next to her still has some energy left? But why does he have to stay at the end with her?"

"Maybe for the final sprint?"

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Focusing his attention on the "last-place companion", Uozuka Saburo soon discovered that she really did look like Oguruma and the others had said, still having some energy left.

Why? The race is already halfway over, if we don’t make an effort now, it will be too late! ?

It seems like he's moving his mouth and saying something from time to time... Is he mocking or encouraging the horse girl next to him?

I feel a little curious.

As the race progressed, more and more spectators noticed the unique combination of the two at the end. Even a novice like Uozuka Saburo, who had only been in the industry for two or three months, could see the problem, so these veteran horse racing fans could naturally see it as well.

"Hey, hey, hey, No. 17! You can still run, right? Why are you staying there?!"

Inexplicably, he was particularly interested in the horsegirl who still had some strength left. Maori Kogoro pressed his entire face against the glass curtain wall and said anxiously, "It's almost the last bend! If we don't run now, it will really be too late! Run! Hurry up and run!!"

"...?"

This expression, this demeanor, could it be...

"Uncle...you're not going to the gambling den again, are you?"

Conan, whose attention was all focused on the people around him, turned his head and said to Kogoro Mouri with a triangular look in his eyes.

"Ah... Huh!? Bet on what? I've never heard of it!"

"...Dad? Can you let me take another look at our travel expense account?"

"Uh, what are you looking at now? The money up there is all fine~"

"......Really?"

"...Oh my, you're so annoying! Watch the game! Pay attention to the game!!"

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Several pairs of dead fish eyes instantly fell on Kogoro Mouri, making him feel creepy, but he was stubborn and refused to give in. He shamelessly changed the subject in the hope of getting away with it.

I don't know if the horse girl heard Kogoro Mouri's pleading voice, but just as Mouri Ran squeezed her well-tempered hands and was about to treat her father's gambling addiction (physically), Seto Can suddenly exclaimed.

"Wow! Look! What is that!!"

"!?"

Attracted by the girl's words, everyone turned their attention to the arena and immediately saw a shocking scene:

The horse girl who was at the end seemed to have made up her mind suddenly. She lowered her body and ran ahead madly. In just a moment, she surpassed the horse girl who was following her!

Almost there! Even faster!

With a pair of not-so-long legs, this horse girl actually burst out with extremely terrifying acceleration. In just five seconds, she surpassed half of the horse girls one after another and was close to the top three before entering the last bend!

"So fast! Zhenqi is so fast!! She's already overtaken the Pioneer Group and is in fourth place!! She's almost entering the final straight line!!"

"Still accelerating! She's still accelerating! She's surpassed Tianxing Yinhe and is now in third place! She's rapidly approaching the Blue Mountain!"

"She's overtaken Blue Peak!! She's fast! She's closing in on first place Kinoshita Yoshida! And there are only less than 200 meters left to the finish line!!"

"Closer! Closer! Closer!! She changed her lane and is now parallel to Kinoshita Yoshida!"

“Almost there! The finish line is just around the corner!!!”

"She passed me! Half a horse length! She passed me by a full half a horse length!!!"

"The winner is Zhen Qiyizi!!!"

OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH——————

In an instant, the entire audience erupted and boiled over like a volcano. All the fans of Ma Musume howled and cheered sincerely for the wonderful match that had just been played.

After the horse girl named Zhenqi Yizi crossed the finish line, she gradually slowed down, breathing heavily, and slightly tilted her head to look behind her, at the short-haired figure at the back of all the running horse girls.

————Coast, I'm leaving.

————Go ahead, I will chase you forever.

————Have you made an appointment?

————Yes, it’s settled.

"what!"

With a loud roar, Zhenqi stopped in front of the audience, raised her head to face all the people cheering for her, and smiled victoriously.

"Congratulations to Maki Ichi on winning this competition and qualifying for the G1 class! Will she become the next legendary horsegirl from Aichi Prefecture? Let's wait and see!!"