People are in Mihua, the tea art male god starts the game

Chapter 222

January 1.

Japanese New Year.

Tokyo's National Stadium is overcrowded.

Today is the final of Osaka vs Tokyo.

Tens of thousands of spectators at the scene, waving the flag, were cheering for the two teams on the field.

"Hey, Conan, don't you really like football?"

"Why have you been listless today?"

Genta asked strangely.

"Oh, it's nothing!"

"Just remembering something unhappy."

Conan lay on the railing and glanced diagonally at Makoto Higashino not far away.

In the Egg of Memories incident a few days ago, Makoto Higashino once again stopped the action of the strange thief "810" Kidd, and it shined in the media throughout Japan and even the world.

Moreover, he also helped Natsumi Kasaka to find his own life, and turned out to be a descendant of the last Tsar, Nicholas II, and is the only descendant of the Russian royal family left in the world.

Although the legendary 200 tons of gold were not found, it was a good story that made Makoto Higashino more famous.

Especially in the eyes of those girls, it seems to be a male god in their dreams.

Imagine the story of his discovery of Natsumi Kasaka's life as a fairy tale like Prince Charming finding a princess, and for a while, the Internet was full of fandoms written by various fans.

Of course!

The most important thing is that something as important as capturing the monster thief Kidd, he actually didn't find himself?

"Hmph, I really like to be in the limelight!"

Conan glared and continued to watch the football match expressionlessly.

"You obviously have no interest in football, but in your busy schedule, you don't go to accompany your Russian princess, but watch football matches with me here."

"Mr. Detective, is it really okay if you do this?"

Shiho Miyano said in a lazy tone while flipping through Chanel's new product brochure.

"I didn't come for myself, but for you!"

Makoto Higashino said lightly.

"For me?"

"What are you saying all of a sudden?"

Shiho Miyano's face was slightly red, a little embarrassed.

"See that little ghost head?"

Makoto Higashino pointed to Conan, lying on the railing.

"Oh, is that the little detective?"

"Although his body has become smaller, but his mind is still smart, the former high school student detective, the current elementary school student detective - Kudo Shinichi!"

Shiho Miyano glanced at it, but not much interest.

Although he is currently taking APTX-4869, the only example of a child who did not die and instead shrunk back to a 7-year-old.

However, this chance is too small to achieve repeatability.

Of the hundreds of cases in which APTX-4869 has been taken so far, only Shinichi Kudo has not died.

"If you can find out what makes him smaller, you can develop another completely new drug."

"Perhaps, you can achieve true immortality and immortality!"

"Like, it's always what it is now!"

Makoto Higashino said lightly.

"Then, I will lose my use value and be killed very simply by the organization." (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

"Hmph, I'm not that stupid!"

Shiho Miyano sneered and continued to look through the new bag.

Shout!

A soft sound.

The football that fell in front of Conan's eyes instantly leaked.

"That was..."

Conan's eyes widened, and he turned over, jumped directly from the guardrail that was more than three meters high.

And Makoto Higashino, who was sitting behind him, everyone looked stupid.......

Although it is not the first time to see such an outrageous picture, every time he sees it, it will still bring him a great shock.

No matter what, the current Conan is just the body of a seven-year-old child.

With one hand, he climbed over the guardrail of more than one meter.

With a jump, you can easily jump from a height of three or four meters.

Moreover, he was able to land unscathed on the edge of the court.

Makoto Higashino remembers that when he was in high school, he once climbed over a two-meter-five fence with a few classmates and sneaked out to surf the Internet.

As a result, just jumping off the fence made his heels hurt for a week.

And now, a seven-year-old child, jumping from more than three meters and almost four meters high, is easy and has no effect.

"What's wrong?"

Shiho Miyano asked curiously.

"Nothing, nothing!"

Makoto Higashino smiled awkwardly.

Of all the people around, he seemed to be the only one who would feel strange.

And these people living in the world of Ke Xue seem to be accustomed to it, obviously it is a very outrageous thing, but in their opinion, 0.2 does not have the slightest reaction.

It's just a few adults shouting about being careful, dangerous, children can't run around and so on.

Even Makoto Higashino himself is almost getting used to these angry Newton pictures.

"It's Tokarev's bullet!"

Conan dug out a bullet from the grass of the court, held it high in the air, and shouted at Makoto Higashino.

"Bullets?"

Shiho Miyano was slightly stunned and showed a surprised expression.

"There must be a case happening."

"It seems that the time for us to watch the game is over."

Makoto Higashino got up and stretched out his hand towards her.