Conan Rick's Investigator

bang——

bang——

bang——

This "bang" sound is extremely rhythmic, occurring approximately every 5 seconds, and is accompanied by the vibration of the air inside the sphere.

Qin Zhibo, like a parent who secretly investigates whether his child goes to the Internet cafe to surf the Internet after school, quietly poked his head out from behind a pile of broken bricks and tiles.

When he saw this, he was stunned.

There was a huge and somewhat broken concrete floor, and a one-meter-tall Conan was standing there playing football.

The target he was kicking the ball against was actually a brick wall 70 meters in front of him.

bang——

This strange sound was not the beating of the monster's heart, but the sound of a football hitting the red bull's eye on the brick wall.

It really is Shaolin Soccer!

Qin Zhibo was so shocked that he opened his mouth slightly. He didn't expect that the kicking ball Conan was talking about was actually this kind of kicking ball!

Conan didn't notice that anyone was watching him, and was still staring intently at the red bull's eye 70 meters away.

The sky was gradually getting dark, and in the field of vision, one could see a grayish-white football hitting the wall and bouncing back at an extremely fast speed.

Conan frowned, carefully judging the distance the football would bounce back and the time it would take for it to reach him in the dim environment, and prepared his right foot in advance.

This kick seems to be the last one of the day...

The surrounding environment was getting darker and darker, and if he continued to practice, he would not be able to see the bull's eye, so Conan decided in his heart that after kicking this ball, he would end today's training.

However, since this is the last goal, it must end in a gorgeous and perfect way.

When the football flew back, Conan moved.

Kick your right foot back first to increase the torque;

The outstretched arms are to maintain balance;

The slightly bent upper body is used to further supplement the kicking force with the strength of the waist.

The slender right leg kicked out with a brilliant rainbow light, just like the most handsome and perfect kicking action on the football star poster.

The impact of the instep of the foot on the football instantly provides the football with an initial acceleration, and even infects the rubber surface of the football with electric light.

In an instant, a football, with a trail of dazzling electric light, flew towards the concrete brick wall like a rainbow piercing the sun or a comet hitting the ground.

At this moment, even Qin Zhibo, who was peeking not far away, could feel the brick wall trembling!

Qin Zhibo widened his eyes, and even with his 5.0 vision, he was still a little dizzy. He thought that the electric light was not wrapping around a football, but... a missile!

boom!

Ouch!

boom……

The football hit the concrete wall with a force that was almost "earth-destroying", making a loud noise that had never been heard before.

The second sound that follows, "bang", is the sound of the football exploding due to the force it should not have to bear.

But a second later, the brick wall with a huge dent in the middle caused by the football collapsed because it had lost its original solid mechanical structure!

Qin Zhibo: Σ(°△°|||)︴

TF!

If Qin Zhibo's will was not strong enough, his expression and mood would have been blown away by Conan's football like the wall.

At this moment, Qin Zhibo felt that his previous comment was a bit presumptuous.

This isn't Shaolin Soccer... At least Shaolin Soccer wouldn't allow the wall to be blown down so easily.

This is simply an RPG!

This boy is so terrifying!

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However, Conan, standing there, was still somewhat dissatisfied. He looked far away at the wall 70 meters away, his head shaking slightly from side to side.

It took two days to kick down a wall, and that's still not enough...

You still need to practice strength.

Also, ordinary footballs break easily when you use too much force. When we get back, I'll ask Dr. Agasa to develop a stronger football...

However, the accuracy has been greatly improved, and now it is possible to accurately kick the bull's eye at a distance of 70 meters.

Thinking of this, Conan's mouth corners slightly raised again, and his expression was a little proud.

If his life ambition was not in the sport of football, he would have been able to shine on the football field in the future.

Physically, light and heat...

I looked at the time on my watch again and it was already evening. I had to hurry back to my residence.

Just like that, Conan bent down and turned the knob of the Foot Power.

Then he walked to the side, picked up the mineral water bottles and plastic bag on the ground, which contained a few deflated footballs, and skipped away.

Qin Zhibo stood there, unable to let go for a long time.

At this moment, he had to admit it.

Science is the primary productive force.

It’s useless even if the system comes, I said!

……

When Qin Zhibo returned to the apartment, Conan had already prepared the footbath water and was sitting on a small stool to soak his feet.

Although you may not feel anything while practicing, once your muscles are completely relaxed, the potential side effects will become apparent.

The skin feels a little sore, the tendons feel a little itchy, and the muscles feel a little sore.

At this time, you need to soak your feet to relieve fatigue.

Qin Zhibo glanced at Conan who was soaking his feet, put the food he bought on the table, and took out a few small medicine bags from the plastic bag and handed them to Conan.

"Hmm? This is..."

Conan took the medicine bag. There were densely packed small words written on it. Although he could understand it, it would definitely be more convenient to ask directly what it was used for.

Qin Zhibo took the lunch box out of the plastic bag and spread it out on the table. Without turning around, he explained, "The foot soak powder I bought at the pharmacy can relieve muscle tension and also has a certain pain-relieving effect."

Conan looked at the powder bag in his hand, and a warm feeling suddenly surged in his heart.

At this moment, he actually felt... fatherly love from Qin Zhibo?

Conan slowly lowered his head, silently tore open the medicine bag with his hands, and sprinkled all the powder inside into the foot washing water in the basin.

Qin Zhibo was silently thinking in his heart that he could no longer "tease" this kid casually.

I thought my strength of 75 made me invincible, but this guy actually developed a "football RPG".

Who can stand this!

In the future, criminals like Mika should think more carefully. If they commit crimes in front of Conan, they may end up losing their heads.

Therefore, in order to ease Conan's resentment for being teased by him many times before, Qin Zhibo took the initiative to buy foot bath powder on the street and reconcile with Conan.

At the same time, Qin Zhibo slowly looked at the pair of foot-strengthening shoes that were charging next to the sofa, thinking secretly in his heart.

Conan's little strength can be so terrifying.

If it were me...

Then it must take off!

Chapter 1113 A hero can be wronged, but you can’t step on my Chelsea!

Qin Zhibo looked at the pair of foot-strengthening shoes charging next to the sofa, thinking about something.

Conan's power itself is nothing, but as long as he wears this pair of shoes, he can kick an ordinary football with computer special effects.

However, football is Conan's strong point. Without this pair of black high-tech shoes, Kudo Shinichi can practice football into a "fighting skill" and shoot his opponents in the head with one kick.

I can't kick a football, and a crotch kick doesn't require that much power, so the foot-strengthening shoes are not very useful to me.

Correspondingly, if there are strength-enhancing gloves, they will be of great use to me.

Whether fighting with fists or swords, hand and arm strength are relatively more important.

If only I could get Dr. Agasa to invent one for me...

Of course, this kind of black technology is not considered cutting-edge for Dr. Agasa, who has already invented black technology shoes.

The difficulty lies in how to get Dr. Agasa to agree to help...

First of all, although Dr. Agasa lives a secluded life, strictly speaking, he is not short of money.

Secondly, people who use black technology cannot do evil (Kaito Kidd does not count).

Finally, Dr. Agasa pays more attention to personal relationships. Conan and Terai Kōnosuke are both people who have a close relationship with Dr. Agasa, so they can obtain scientific inventions.

Therefore, if you can gain Conan's favor, the probability of getting Professor Agasa's help is very high.

Thinking in his mind, Qin Zhibo glanced at Conan who was washing his feet.

……

Conan poured the powder into warm water and soaked it for a while. The pain in his feet and ankles was indeed relieved a lot.

Is it so magical?

Conan was a little surprised, and picked up the torn powder package again, silently memorizing the name, and decided to buy some as a backup when he returned to his original world.

But at this moment, a big hand climbed onto his shoulder.

Conan was holding the powder package in his hand. He tilted his head and saw Qin Zhibo squatting over and looking at him with a smile.

"Conan~"

"To be fair, how does your uncle treat you?"

Conan's glasses widened slightly beneath the lenses, his eyes showing a mixture of shock and confusion.

What's the situation?

Conan hesitated for a moment and forced a smile on his face. He didn't know what kind of new joke it was, but he had to answer.

"Well, it's OK..."

"Are you okay?" Qin Zhibo moved his face closer, his serious expression sounding like an interrogation.

Conan grinned, his head pulled back, his feet still soaking in the basin of water. He didn't know whether to laugh or not, so he could only quickly add.

"It's actually very nice to me..."

"Hmm..." Qin Zhibo got a satisfactory answer, then he pulled his head back and asked, "If I want to ask someone for something, can you help me?"

"If I can speak my mind, of course..." Conan changed the subject and asked curiously, "But what does uncle want?"

Conan was also led into a ditch by Qin Zhibo's words, and the word "uncle" that had been omitted was added again.

Qin Zhibo raised his legs and sat on the sofa, waving his hand.

"It's nothing. You'll know when the time comes. Just continue soaking your feet."

Conan: "..."

suspicious.

……

The next day, early in the morning.

apartment.

On the spacious rooftop, a cowboy man wearing a golden mask stood in the center.