When a child told him that he wanted to watch the gymnastics competition of the beautiful high school students, Matsuda explained: "It's not actually like this. Yesterday in the semi-finals, Ming Qing fell into a hard battle. Daikin High School pitcher was very good, and I thought Ming Qing would lose..." Of course, Matsuda didn't know that if he had a good time and space position, he would meet Dakini in the finals.

"That's why I booked the tickets for the National High School Gymnastics Competition? You are really a hardcore fan." Xiao Ai teased and saw the players from both sides on the stadium on the court.

Although the distance was a bit far, Xiao Ai still tried hard to focus his attention on No. 1 of Ai's pitcher, Tatsuya Uesugi. What magic does this boy have to make Matsuda, who has always been lazy, motivated to come to Osaka? This makes people who know Matsuda feel that it is a miracle.

The game began. When the audience was looking forward to the Mingqing Academy high school baseball team, which defeated the champion and strong contender of the famous family, had a dark horse. The head pitcher, Uesugi Taku, also faced the team's trump card, who was not the team's strongest hitter, four-stick star Shigeo Nagashima, but the No. 1 hitter, he was hit a home run.

In the first goal in the Jiaziyuan final, he was hit with a home run, and the whole game was in an uproar.

What are you doing! The pitcher of Mingqing scratched his head in distress. When he saw the captain and catcher and No. 4 strong man coming over, Takataro Matsuhira came over and said bluntly: "You are here to comfort me, are you? You can go back, I'm fine."

Although I couldn't hear Uesugi Tatsuo say anything in the noisy stadium, seeing his movements and expressions, Xiao Ai realized why Matsuda liked this high school player. These two guys are clearly the same virtue.

With that home run, the game was ignited by the way. The players were excited in ecstasy, and their abilities soared. Ming Qing, who had finally reached the final, had to fight to the death because of one point behind.

Then the game quickly reached the third inning. Uesugi, the head pitcher, resisted the pressure. Just as Matsuda was watching with relish, Xiao Ai pulled his sleeve: "Hey, isn't that Conan? There is also the one named Hattori."

What!? Matsuda followed Xiao Ai's finger and saw Conan and Hattori saying something in panic. The police department named Otaki stood next to him. The police department of Osaka. The bureaucrat, as a police department, actually accompanied the children to watch the game. It was not because Hattori Heiji was the son of the director of the Osaka Police Headquarters.

Conan is troublesome enough, and it must be a more difficult problem to get together with Hattori. Matsuda calmly reached out and pressed the hat on Xiao Ai's head, twisted her head and looked at the court: "You've seen it wrong."

"You are afraid of trouble." Xiao Ai had already seen through Matsuda: "Who often talks about the words that there are dead people in places where Conan is?"

No one was seen dead. Matsuda ignored Xiao Ai. Maybe Conan is playing games with the Young Detectives Group now.

After a while, Hattori's rough voice came from behind Matsuda's seat: "Give it to me!" Then a little girl screamed, making Matsuda turn back alertly, and saw Hattori nervously answering the phone in her hand.

I was so anxious just to make a broken cell phone? Matsuda only regretted that he couldn't control this leg. When Matsuda stood up and walked towards Conan, Xiao lamented and had to get up. Really, he clearly said that he didn't mix with the child's affairs.

If you really don't care, it's not the Matsuda Geotai that everyone agrees with, and searches for a famous criminal policeman.

"What's going on?" Matsuda came back, but he still looked very troublesome: "It's not a relief to watch a ball. Are you snatching the little girl's cell phone?"

At this time, Hattori happened to hang up the phone and rolled his eyes at Matsuda: "It turns out he is an uncle from the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Hey, why are you here?" Conan walked to Xiao Ai and asked quietly.

"What? You can only watch baseball?" Xiao Ai replied angrily.

"What? Bomb?" After hearing Matsuda subconsciously looked at both sides, and there were crowds of cheering. Bombs? Why is this happening, wait, not right!? Is it the devil plot of Kaziyuan?

"Bomb?" Xiao Ai walked to Matsuda after hearing this, and didn't know who he said it to, his tone was erratic: "I also said that people would die wherever they go. I think some people are the same, there will be bombs everywhere they go."

The demon of Jiaziyuan? Matsuda secretly rejoiced. On the day of the final of Jiaziyuan, there was a guy who was dissatisfied with his son's death and wanted to blow up here. I was so smart that I not only remembered the cause and the result that he was caught by Conan, the little devil, but also remembered the appearance of this guy. He was thin, wearing a hat and a beard.

Matsuda was about to proudly say that I had seen the one who was holding my phone here just now, but when I looked up, I saw the crowds of people sitting in line on both sides suddenly became depressed. I went, what did Xiao Ai say at the beginning? Can Jiaziyuan sit 53,000 people?

53000? Who knows which one of the people wearing hats and beards is the prisoner!

Seeing Matsuda's half-satisfied expression froze there, Hattori bent down and asked Xiao Ai quietly: "Is this uncle not sick?"

"How could I take sick leave if I'm not sick?" Xiao Ai was too lazy to explain anything.

"The code this time is 4734. Since the first code represents the seat on the 13th floor of the player No. 7 in the direction of player No. 96 meters, it is the seat on the 4th floor of player No. 3?" Matsuda quickly entered the state.

"We all know these!" Hattori spread his hands: "What is important is what does 47 mean?"

"Who knows baseball?" Matsuda looked up at the three of them.

"I was from the baseball team in high school." Otaki smiled bitterly and said, "It seems that I am the only one here."

"Is there any 47 meters the same as 96 meters? Let's talk about the possibilities." Matsuda saw Otaki's confused expression and immediately said: "Forget it, use the local method. First, stare at the No. 3 players on both sides, and then check it on the fourth floor of the stand in their direction."

"After saying so much, you actually don't understand baseball." Although it was a question, Xiao Ai didn't have a questioning tone at once.

"I'm just seeing the players." Watching Hattori and Conan run away, Matsuda said: "I can't take care of you anymore. Go and find Xiaolan, she should take good care of you."

Thinking of Xiaolan at the last full moon, Xiao Ai did not refute. When he looked up again, Matsuda had only left his back.

Are you always so busy every day? Even on vacation in Osaka, I'm afraid it's the same in the Metropolitan Police Department. In order to end the crime and to end the mutual harm between people.

The atmosphere on the field became more and more intense. Gangnan relied on the advantage of the first home run but was bitten by Ming Qing. The audience was also ignited, and they shouted and soon arrived in the fifth inning.

The 4th floor seat related to player No. 3 was quickly searched by four people, but unexpectedly, no results were obtained.

"It seems that if you don't unlock 47, you can't find your phone." Matsuda and Conan searched for the same place. After they met, they shook their heads in disappointment.

Matsuda sat down without caring about the soil on the ground and poked Conan's forehead a few times with his index finger: "Aren't you very smart? Think about what 47 represents? It may not be on the court, but it may have nothing to do with baseball. What are the 47s you learned in high school?"

"Oh, it hurts." Conan was told by Matsuda that he thought of something: "47 is the atomic number of silver."

"Is that true? If 47 refers to Gin." Matsuda looked up and looked around: "Uh, don't you call and ask Hattori Kakoen what is made of Gin?"

When Conan went to contact Hattori, Matsuda stared at his finger, "I'll go, poking my forehead really works?" I forgot, uh, I don't know at all that Japanese high school students also learned the periodic table.

Fortunately, as a local from Osaka, I still have a certain understanding of the signature Kaziyuan and quickly gave the correct answer, which was Silver Umbrella. Then I knew quite well that Kaziyuan's Hattori also gave a specific location.

There is also a monument to Babe Ruth, known as the God of Baseball in Jiaziyuan. This God of Baseball is No. 3.

"That is to say, the second mobile phone is on the 4th floor of the press seat?" After knowing the location, Matsuda rushed out without any delay. It would be nice to have Conan and the others use their brains, so I can just run errands.

At this time, the key goal on the field was also a key goal. Uesugi Tatsuya was also against Shigeruo Nagashima. When Nagashima hit a high-flying ball outside the boundary and Ao Qing's receivers gave up, Uesugi Tatsuya, as a pitcher, rushed out of the field, and rushed into the rest seat of the Konan player and knocked down the chair. But his left hand was raised, revealing the baseball in the glove.

"Catch it, catch it! Beautiful job! The three of Gangnan were eliminated, and the offense and defense exchanged!" The commentator shouted excitedly.

"Awesome." Maori in the stands was also surprised and praised.

"It's so desperate." He Ye, who accompanied Xiaolan, said so.

Looking at Tatsuya Uesugi who was patting his trousers in the Kangnan team's player area on the sidelines, Xiao Ai felt even more similar to a guy who rushed to the front as soon as something happened.

"Such handsome!" Matsuda looked at the reporters next to him and took photos at the position where Tatsuya Uesugi fell down. He smiled slightly and continued to bend down to find the damn phone.

The voice of "Lingling" was recalled. A reporter picked it up from the ground in confusion. Before he could take a closer look, he was taken over by Matsuda: "Sorry, my phone."

The reporter looked at Matsuda who was walking away and became even more confused. The man just now didn't seem to have a reporter's certificate? How did he get here? How did he drop his phone here?

"Hey! You bastard, is it interesting to play with bombs if you're okay?" Matsuda scolded him without hesitation after answering the call. This is the case with the Japanese. If he doesn't scold him loudly, he will not know where he is wrong. The workplace is like training, and it is suitable for the rich to live in.

Hey? He dared to hang up the phone? As expected, the Japanese who were willing to go out and not afraid of death were also rebellious. He thought there would be some interaction and let him make some noise, which might be exposed. Matsuda looked at his phone depressedly.

I go, what is this code? The first number representing the position and the second number representing the player are all empty, and only the third number representing the number of seats shows 13.

Is this considered a willful revenge after being scolded? Looking at Hattori Conan and Otaki who were running over, Matsuda decided not to tell him about his scolding.
Chapter completed!