I just don’t know which unlucky guy will die.
Could it be one of the other two athletes?
As soon as the idea came to mind, a guy with extremely high attributes on the God of Plague List appeared.
Originally, the three people appeared on stage and entered a stage close to a press conference.
The host allowed the guests to ask questions.
In the end, a guy popped up and asked casually.
Of course, in the beginning, the problems were normal.
Someone asked this hotel why it had such a name.
The football player immediately explained the details.
It is said that 3K represents one of the three people’s respective fields and is a word starting with K.
Then a fat foreigner stood up and mocked that maybe there was a “K” that started with “dirty”.
The two sides were full of gunpowder, and they started a wave of confrontations in a mixture of Japanese and English.
Sano gets information from the gossip of people around him.
This fat man is actually a gossip reporter from America. His main job is to make money by exposing scandals about athletes to gain traffic.
The three people on the stage were all heated up in different ways.
For example, that boxer was once questioned. He had no losses in his career and retired with all wins. It was really outrageous. He must have bribed the referee to fix the match.
Another example is the baseball player who was reported to have cheated on him and even got divorced.
For another example, the football goalkeeper was once reported to have taken illegal drugs… Oh, this is true, not a false report, let’s look at it this way.
Maybe the first two are also true?
“Hey, Hattori.”
Sano suddenly asked Hattori Heiji: “Do you have a grudge against any of the three owners of this hotel, or do you have grudges against all of them?”
“ha?”
Hattori Heiji blinked in confusion.
“No, I don’t know them. How could there be any grudge?”
“Then if you drag this kid over here, how can he start a business?”
Hattori Heiji glanced at Conan and typed a row of dots.
“No, brother, what is the relationship between the two?”
“Have you forgotten the Beidou Star No. 3 that was just harmed?”
Hearing what Sano said, Hattori Heiji typed out another row of points: “That’s just a coincidence, isn’t it? We are detectives, can’t we be more scientific?”
“Ah.”
Sano didn’t bother to retort, he just touched his chin and looked at the foreign reporter, and said: “I saw that there was a faint black energy between his eyebrows. He may not have long life. It seems that this time he will be affected by these plague gods. Life.”
“I guess it will be him.”
“What do we mean by these plague gods?”
Hattori Heiji’s eyes widened and he retorted dissatisfied: “It’s okay if you say that guy is the God of Plague. What’s wrong with me? If you say he can’t say anything about me.”
…What’s the point?
Just now, he said we need science, but now Conan can be plagued by it, but Hattori Heiji can’t be plagued by it?
The boat of friendship capsizes really fast.
That is to say, Conan’s attention was entirely on the stage and he did not hear Hattori Heiji’s words.
Otherwise, the dead fish eyes of the symbol will probably show up again.
“By the way, was this guy in this shape before he retired?”
After being speechless, Sano suddenly changed the topic and raised a question that stunned Hattori Heiji.
After confirming that what Sano was referring to was the boxer on the stage, Hattori Heiji replied: “It should be so. Although I am not very interested in boxing and have not specifically learned about this boxing champion, in the end He is a well-known figure, and I used to occasionally see his photos in newspapers.”
“Has he been retired for a long time?”
“That’s not true. It’s only been a year or two, right?”
“oh.”
“What do you want to do by asking this?”
Sano touched his chin: “I want to practice with him.”
The world boxing champion, and the world boxing champion who has never lost a single game in his career.
Even though he has retired for a year and a half, he can still be considered to be in peak physical condition. If the gossip reporter’s report is false and constitutes slander, then does that mean that he is still in peak physical condition?
Is this guy even better at fighting than Kyogoku?
But Hattori Heiji looked at Sano, who showed a little eagerness to try, and quickly grabbed him: “Brother, calm down, he is the world boxing champion, even if he retires, it can’t be fake. If you really want to fight, fight If you lose, you will suffer, and if you win, you won’t be much better off, so don’t ask for trouble.”
Even Mao Lilan, like Conan, had his eyes fixed on the goalkeeper.
It was Sano’s words that attracted attention.
“Senior, when did you become so interested in this aspect?”
Sano’s words just now made Mao Lilan unconsciously think of Kyogoku Makoto… Why is he not in such a bellicose state even though his strength is not weak? Is this what it is, the necessary standard for promotion to the top level.
Isn’t that Sano?
“Just a joke.”
Sano waved his hand: “And it’s impossible for others to agree. It’s no good if you win. It’s natural. It’s embarrassing if you lose. You’re not a fool.”
“Haha, yes.”
The topic just passed away, and the little farce caused by the gossip reporter.
The same has passed.
The moderator quickly changed the topic and asked if anyone else wanted to ask questions.
However, after the wave just now, no one said anything again.
Only Mao Lilan, after hesitating for a while, raised his hand.
“I!”
Mao Lilan immediately became the center of attention.
But after taking the stage, Mao Lilan did not ask questions. Instead, she asked the goalkeeper to sign an autograph for her… That was of course not because she was a fan of the opponent, but because a certain plague god was a fan of the opponent.
This made Hattori Heiji slap Conan on the back of the head.
“Remember to call them later to thank them.”
“I know, why should you say it?”
Conan rubbed the back of his head and muttered.
On the stage, the host was still very embarrassed and wanted to refuse, but the goalkeeper actually agreed on his own. He even took out a jersey that seemed to be a limited edition gift and signed it for Mao Lilan.
From this, Toyama Kazuha also noticed the difference in the limited-edition gifts prepared by each of the three athletes, such as the number eight on the football uniform, the number ninety-nine on the baseball uniform, and all the numbers after the signature on the boxing gloves. Four.
…It was an obvious clue, but Sano didn’t bother to pay attention.
It was not until later that the banquet came to an end.
Only then did things finally truly come to an end.
The goalkeeper known as “Mr. Lei” asked Mao Lilan for help. He said he wanted to control the light switches in each room of the hotel to form a “K” on the surface of the hotel building as a small surprise. .
Well, he probably wanted to use some method to kill the reporter.
The alibi should be the core point.
Sano didn’t stop him, and just watched as Mao Lilan directed the three athletes to adjust the arrangement of the lights until the lights were finally determined.
“boom!”
A gunshot broke the glass in the dark room.
“what’s the situation!?”
Three heads leaned out of the window, but they were far from the room where the gunshots were heard.
Hattori Heiji’s expression changed drastically, and he couldn’t help but glance at Sano.
Could it be that this guy really got it right and died?
Before Hattori Heiji could react, Conan and Mouri Kogoro rushed into the hotel first, and he could only put aside his thoughts and quickly followed them.
After arriving at the room where the gunfire rang out, a group of people arrived one after another. As expected, they all saw the American gossip reporter who was shot in the chest, lying on the ground covered in blood with his eyes wide open, and no longer breathing.
“It’s hopeless, call the police!”
Under Mouri Kogoro’s deep command, Hattori Heiji stared blankly at the corpse on the ground. After coming to his senses, he suddenly turned his head to look at Sano.
…As Sano said, it doesn’t matter if someone dies, but it really happens to be this foreign gossip reporter, which is a bit strange.
Isn’t that outrageous? ?
Does this guy really have any superpower and can see through a person’s destiny?
Thinking back to what we learned earlier, Sano habitually tapped people on the shoulder, so much so that there were rumors that he could use this to judge a person’s good and evil.
It seems to be calling, the hand of judgment is coming… Impossible, absolutely impossible!
Because this is not scientific at all!
Hattori Heiji’s forehead gradually became hot, and his brain became even more confused.
The current situation is indeed beyond the scope of Hattori Heiji’s understanding… and Sano, the culprit, is not aware of his casual ridicule.
At this time, Hattori Heiji had taken him seriously, and his world view had even been shaken.
But if you really want to talk about it.
Maybe Sano’s two sentences are not scientific, but they are very scientific, aren’t they?
