Detective Conan: Developing a younger version of Ran Eri, and the stunning Yukiko.

Shiraishihara, who was playing a mobile game, glanced at the time and reminded her, "Yukiko-neechan, it's almost time, we should go in!"

"Okay!" Yukiko turned around and nodded to Shiraishihara, then called to the children as they walked towards the stadium entrance.

Five children sat in the front row.

Yukiko and Shiraishi took turns sitting in the back row of the five children so that they could easily take care of them.

In the bustling stadium, cheers and shouts from the audience rose and fell.

"Come on!"

"Come on!"

On the field, the competition between the red and green teams was extremely fierce.

Shiraishi was really not good at soccer, and soon the player in the green jersey scored a goal.

In an instant, the cheers throughout the National Stadium were so deafening they hurt your ears.

Conan and the other children cheered along with them.

The score on the electronic display screen at the National Stadium has changed to 0:1.

Yukiko glanced at Shiraishihara: "Shiraishi-kun, you don't seem very interested. Don't most boys your age like soccer?"

Shiraishi gave a weak "hmm": "It's alright. Was it Tokyo Spirits who just scored?"

"No way... You don't even recognize the goal scorer?! That's Akagi Hideo from Tokyo Spirits! His partner, Uemura Naoki, crossed the ball, and Akagi Hideo headed it in!"

"Hideo Akagi?" Shiraishihara seemed to recall such a person, a player who looked a lot like Shinichi Kudo. "Yukiko-neechan, you know so much about him? Could it be that you're also a fan of Hideo Akagi?"

"I'm just a regular fan. Hideo Akagi is definitely talented, and as long as he doesn't get injured, he'll definitely make the Japanese national team this time!" Yukiko Kudo said slowly, resting her chin on her hand. "Speaking of the Japanese national team, their performance in the World Cup was a real pity. They didn't win a single game, which was really disheartening."

"The Japanese team? Are they that bad?" Shiraishihara remembered that the Japanese team didn't seem to be this weak.

As soon as Shiraishihara mentioned that the Japanese team was weak, Conan couldn't sit still any longer and turned to Shiraishihara, saying:

"Idiot! The Japanese national team is not weak at all! Although it's a bit of a shame that Japan didn't win a single game in the World Cup, it also shows that world-class competitions are not unattainable!"

No. .

088 Xiaolan's splits hit the bullseye, shooting straight into the sky.

Chapter 88

Mitsuhiko looked puzzled when he heard Conan say that: "Conan, you didn't say that at Professor Agasa's house before."

Ayumi chimed in, "That's right! After watching the TV broadcast, you, Conan, were the one who couldn't accept losing the most!"

"That's right! You're still crying and making a scene at Professor Agasa's table!" Genta added fuel to the fire.

"I... I had no choice!" Conan's face flushed red. "Because Japan participating in the World Cup has been my dream since I was a child!"

Upon hearing this, the children blinked and began to "besiege" Conan.

"What are you talking about, Conan? What do you mean, 'starting from childhood'?"

"Conan is still just a kid!"

"When exactly did you start watching football?"

“No, I mean…” Conan was stunned. The longer he spent with these children, the more relaxed he became, and the easier it was for him to say some “strange” things.

"Pfft... Conan, you're hilarious." Yukiko Kudo couldn't help but giggle, while Shiraishihara shook his head. This Conan really doesn't care at all about his identity as a child.

Conan's forehead creased with annoyance. He could tolerate other people, but even his own mother was being so disrespectful, making fun of him.

Ai Haibara, who had been watching the game quietly, finally spoke up.

"I never imagined that the famous detective would be nothing more than an ordinary kid when it comes to football!"

"I'm not a brat!"

Conan strongly refuted Ai Haibara, but soon he realized that there was something more to her words.

A famous detective? Wait, Ai knows my real identity? Did my mom tell her? That can't be, why would my mom tell Ai about me?

Conan harbored many doubts about Ai Haibara, but he couldn't bring himself to ask her directly. He thought that he could find out the truth by asking his mother later.

With this in mind, Conan refocused his thoughts on the competition.

On the football field, the players from both sides were locked in a fierce battle, with the competition reaching an extremely intense level.

The entire audience was shouting and cheering for their respective teams and favorite players.

Off the football field, the TV station staff responsible for broadcasting the match were working hard, but problems soon began to emerge.

"...Alright, switching from unit two to unit three. Unit one, keep an eye out for the shot! Unit four, where exactly are you pointing your camera...?"

"Excuse me, sir!"

Mr. Kaneko, the director who was directing the broadcast, was interrupted and looked at the person next to him with a look of impatience.

"Please answer this call!" an employee holding a cell phone quickly whispered.

"A phone call? For me?" Mr. Kaneko looked suspicious.

“That’s right,” the employee nodded hurriedly. “The person on the other end of the phone told me repeatedly that if I didn’t answer, I would definitely regret it!”

Upon hearing this, Mr. Kaneko frowned and said irritably, "Fine!" He then picked up the phone and said, "Hello? This is Director Kaneko. Who is this? Hello?"

"I'll only say it once, so listen carefully!" The voice from the other end was quite strange.

"Hmm?" Mr. Kaneko was slightly taken aback.

Then, the other person said in a strange tone, "Look at those kids in the front row, leaning against the armrest, in the right-hand section of the main stands!"

"What?" Although Mr. Kaneko did not understand the other party's intention, it did not stop him from doing so. He immediately turned to the staff next to him and instructed, "Quickly notify the photographer at camera position thirteen to point the camera at the audience seats on the right!"

"Uh... okay!" The staff member nodded and quickly said, "Unit 13..."

Director Mr. Kaneko, holding the phone, said, "I see them! Five children in total! ...The one on the left wearing the blue hat?...Oh, I see him! What's wrong with that child?"

Mr. Kaneko was filled with confusion and bewilderment.

"Huh? A hat!" Ai Haibara suddenly screamed in alarm. The hat plummeted straight down!

Immediately afterwards, with a soft sound, the soccer ball next to the hat suddenly bounced up into the air!

"Huh?" Conan and Ai Haibara were both taken aback.

Then, the soccer ball bounced a few times before rolling to the ground.

"A shooting?!"

Conan and Ai Haibara exchanged a glance, both keenly aware of the gravity of the situation.

Just as Conan was about to make a move, Shiraishihara coldly reminded the two "little adults" of their actions.

"None of you should make any rash moves!"

After saying this, Shiraishihara got up from his seat, stepped over the railing, and jumped down.

"Hey, Shiraishihara!"

Yukiko Kudo tried to reach out and grab Shiraishihara to ask what had happened, but she couldn't get a hold of him.

There are guards stationed next to the football field, and they immediately step forward to stop anyone who jumps down.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"I am a high school detective."

"detective."

Upon hearing that he was a detective, the guards stopped stopping Shiraishihara.

Shiraishi bent down to pick up the deflated soccer ball, examined it carefully, and said, "That was indeed a gunshot."

He glanced across at the opposite stands, where the shooter was concealed. Shiraishi suddenly remembered the plot; even knowing this beforehand, the situation was still incredibly difficult. The shooter had hidden his identity; finding him would be no easy task.

To avoid alerting the enemy, Shiraishi pretended to pick up Ai Haibara's baseball cap. He also casually retrieved a bullet, no bigger than his little finger, from the small hole dug in the ground.

Shiraishi returned to his seat, put a baseball cap on Ai Haibara, and then winked at Conan.

Shiraishi and Conan went to the aisle outside the audience seats. Such a combination of a teenager and a child was unlikely to attract the attention of the shooter.

"Shiraishihara, what have you discovered?"

"Conan, you have to call me 'brother,' understand?"

"Brother Shiraishihara..."

"This is what I found."

Conan's heart tightened when he saw the bullet in Shiraishihara's hand.

"These are 7.62mm bullets! They're used in Russian pistols! If I'm not mistaken, they should be Tokarev pistols."

"Conan, you actually recognized him."

Shiraishi was quite surprised; Conan's attention to detail was truly professional.

"That's natural."

Conan's face was beaming with pride.

Not long after...

Inspector Megure, who received the report, rushed to the National Stadium with his men.

In the broadcast room, director Kaneko hurriedly said to Inspector Megure, "Officer, someone has definitely fired a shot in the stadium, sir!"

Inspector Megure asked, "So, where is the person who was shot?"

"No, it wasn't a person that was hit, but a soccer ball!" Mr. Kaneko said.

"A soccer ball?" Inspector Megure looked astonished.

Mr. Kaneko recalled, "Following the instructions of the person on the phone, I found the boy wearing a blue hat in the front row of the stands and saw the soccer ball under him! At that moment, the ball suddenly bounced up and deflated! I felt that the soccer ball must have been hit by a pistol!"

Inspector Megure's lips twitched slightly as he listened: "But based on that alone, it's also possible that someone played a prank with an airsoft gun!"

Just then, a familiar voice suddenly rang out.

"I think that's a Tokarev pistol, Inspector Megure!"

Inspector Megure was slightly taken aback, then turned around and exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Shiraishi? And Conan too!"

Shiraishi Hara handed the bullet he found at the stadium to Inspector Megure.

"Is this the bullet?" Inspector Megure was startled. He quickly took the bullet and examined it carefully. "A 7.62mm bullet, made in Russia!"

Conan pursed his lips. Shiraishihara was clearly repeating his own words to Inspector Megure, making Conan feel like he had become a mere tool.

Inspector Megure stroked his chin thoughtfully for a moment, then hurriedly told his subordinates, "No matter what, the match must be stopped immediately! End the match right now! Arrange for the spectators and competitors to evacuate!"

"Yes," the officers responded immediately in unison.

Mr. Kaneko quickly interrupted the police operation: "No! No way!"

"Huh?" Inspector Megure looked puzzled.

Mr. Kaneko, sweating profusely, said, "The thug on the phone claimed that if he saw the game stop and the spectators leave, he would open fire indiscriminately inside the stadium!"

"What?" Inspector Megure was startled, his face instantly turning extremely grim. "What did the thug demand?"

Mr. Kaneko said, "Prepare 50 million yen before halftime! Put it in a bag, and he will contact us again to find out where to put the money!"

"So, this is a threat they made against you?" Inspector Megure asked, frowning.

“That’s right, it’s targeting our Nichiuri TV station!” Mr. Kaneko said.

"So that's how it is. The criminals were after the money."

Inspector Megure had a plan in mind: "Are you prepared with the 50 million yen?"

“It’s ready,” Mr. Kaneko nodded. “The company has already sent the money!”

"Excellent!" Inspector Megure immediately ordered his men, "Dispatch all plainclothes officers! Distribute them throughout the stands! Wait for the perpetrator to make the call before taking action! Arrest everyone making the call inside the stadium!"

"Yes, sir!" The police officers acknowledged the order and quickly took action.

"Wait a minute, Inspector Megure, it's not yet certain whether the perpetrators were part of a group."

Shiraishi quickly reminded Inspector Megure that if the criminals were a gang, the police's actions might push them to the brink of desperation.