Conan: I Am Not a Snake Spirit

In the morning, 6:35.

The plane departed from Tokyo Haneda Airport and flew to Okinawa Naha Airport.

After Chi Fei got on the plane late, he kept his eyes closed.

He wanted to go to bed earlier last night, but his schedule was messed up and he couldn't sleep at night. He could get up in the morning, but he was still sleepy.

Feichi also nestled under Chi Feichi's clothes, dozing motionless.

Two hours after the plane flew, Maori Lan was talking to Maori Kogoro between the seats in an aisle, stood up, and turned over his bag on the luggage rack, "That's what Dad drew at the year-end party last time... …”

Inside the bag, the lid of a cylinder slipped off, and the tennis ball inside suddenly fell out and bounced aside.

"Ah!" Mao Lilan exclaimed.

Chi Feichi opened his eyes, noticed a shadow flying over, and reached out to grab it.

On the seat next to him, a man wearing a hat and sunglasses also stretched out his left hand to catch the tennis ball.

"Sorry, sorry," Mao Lilan quickly apologized and took the tennis **** that the two of them handed over, "Thank you... I'm sorry, Brother Feichi, I have disturbed your rest."

"It's okay." Chi Feichi didn't plan to sleep again.

Speaking of which, the man next to him wearing sunglasses and a beard should be the murderer of this incident, the sports critic Motoyama.

By the way, the beard should also be glued on. The glue used is not very good, and it has not been treated by Yi Rong's professional methods. He can faintly smell a very faint glue smell while sitting next to him.

"Sister Xiaolan, why did you bring tennis **** here?" Conan asked suspiciously.

"The boys in our baseball club watched last night's program and called me to ask for the autographs of the power players," Maurilan explained, putting the tennis ball back, "I said I don't have that pretty cardboard here. I asked someone to sign it, but he said anything can be signed, so I brought the tennis ball that Yuanzi gave me."

Chi Feichi looked sideways and used tennis **** to find a baseball player's autograph. This operation was very good.

When Mao Lilan received Chi Feichi's gaze, he was a little embarrassed, "I can't help it. Last time my father participated in the baseball game in the town and made the baseball all over... Is it really strange?"

"It's so strange," Mauri Kogoro commented bluntly, and asked again, "You brought four tennis **** here. Do you have four baseball players in your class?"

"No, there are only three boys in the baseball team," Maolilan smiled, "the other one is myself...myself..."

"You asked for it for your mother, right?" Kogoro Mouri was speechless, "Eri has always been a fan of the Jaguars."

"Yeah, so please, Dad," Mao Lilan folded his hands together, "I must help get the autograph of the Noshi contestant!"

Mouri Kogoro turned his head away, "Take a tennis ball to find a baseball player's autograph, I won't do such a shameful thing!"

"Ah..." Mao Lilan was disappointed, and turned to look at Chi Feichi on the other side of the aisle. "By the way, brother Feichi, I forgot to ask if you want the autograph of the Nengshi player..."

"I'm not interested in baseball." Chi Feichi said coldly.

Conan turned his head to look at Chi Feichi, "So speaking, Brother Chi seems to prefer sports that can be done by one person."

Basketball can be played by one person, shooting, archery, and fighting can be practiced by one person, all you need is a stake. Tennis can be played against a wall by yourself, but football and baseball are sports that require cooperation with more than one teammate. Chi Feichi had hardly had any contact with him... Well, it was diagnosed that his little friend was terminally ill with isolated cancer.

Chi Feichi looked at Conan coldly, "Can't you?"

Conan: "..."

Still so arrogant...

At 9:20 in the morning, the plane arrived at Naha Airport, and it was raining lightly outside.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, Mr. Mouri!" A man with a messenger bag stepped forward, reaching out to shake hands with Kogoro Mouri and Chi Feichi warmly, "Is this Mr. Chi? Hello! Welcome to the two of you, I'm Teranishi, a staff member of the Okinawa Division of Nippon Express!"

"Ah, today we and my daughter are under your care!" Kogoro Maori scratched his head and smiled.

"Ah? Ling Qianjin?" Sixi turned his head in confusion, "Where is it?"

Mouri Kogoro also turned his head blankly, "Huh?"

"Over there." Chi Feichi looked towards the aisle ahead.

Maurilan took Conan to the store in the airport.

"Hey, where are you going?" Kogoro Mori shouted loudly.

"I'll go over there to see if they sell signature paper!" Mao Lilan said back.

"Really..." Mouri Kogoro was speechless, leaned closer to Sixi's ear, and said in a low voice, "By the way, how is the arrangement of what I said?"

Sixi smiled clearly, compared his drinking action, and said in a low voice, "You mean the event at night? Don't worry, I have already booked a very good shop!"

"No, no," Mouri Kogoro waved his hand hastily, "I don't need it this time, I'm asking another thing..."

"Ah, that's what you're talking about. I've already asked Mr. Motoyama, who will also be participating in the conversation today, to help me..." Tesai opened the bag he was carrying, took out a slap-sized, bulging paper bag and handed it to him. To Mouri Kogoro.

"Thank you so much!" Kogoro Mori took the paper bag and quickly stuffed it into his clothes pocket.

Chi Feichi glanced at it and used his body to help Kogoro Mouri.

Although he knew that it was the baseball autograph that Mouri Kogoro gave to Fei Yingri, the actions of the two men seemed to be quietly conducting some kind of illegal transaction.

Mouri Kogoro didn't know what Chi Feichi was thinking, and he felt relieved for a while. His apprentice was good, "By the way, did that Mr. Motoyama also come from Miyazaki?"

"Not yet, his flight is expected to arrive at 9:50," Tersai explained. "The flight from Miyazaki to Okinawa is the only one today."

"Then let's just go to the hotel where Nose players are staying, shall we wait?" Kogoro Mori said.

Sixi hesitated, "It's all right, but I'm worried that I won't be able to see the Noble runner. He runs long distances every morning from nine to ten in the morning, so he probably hasn't gone back to the hotel by this time."

"That's it," Mouri Kogoro looked at Chi Feichi, "then let's wait for Mr. Motoyama to come and go together."

Chi Feichi nodded and took out his mobile phone, "I'll see if there are any performances at the Opera House these two days."

If you say you want to see the opera, then you have to see it.

Anyway, they will stay in Okinawa until tomorrow afternoon, and the interview will be cancelled after the incident, so why not go to the opera together.

"Song..." Maori Kogoro choked, staring at Chi Feichi speechlessly.

Is his apprentice still thinking about the barber's opera?

Mao Lilan and Conan ran for more than half an hour, but couldn't find a shop selling signature paper, so they ran back.

"When are you going to find it?" Kogoro Mori raised his hand to look at his watch, "Mr. Motoyama's plane should have arrived."

Conan ran to ask the staff at the airport, but the other party didn't think of any sign paper for a long time.

Sixi saw the person coming out of the exit, waved his hand and shouted, "Mr. Benshan, this way! This way!"

"I'm so sorry to ask you to wait for me," the tall, thin-cheeked man stepped forward, shook hands with Kogoro Mouri, and said with a smile, "I'm Masaharu Motoyama!"

Maori Kogoro also said enthusiastically, "I'm here with Maori Kogoro, please give me more advice next time!"

"Hello, I'm..." As soon as Mao Lilan wanted to introduce himself, he was interrupted by Sixi.

"I'm sorry," Sixi took his mobile phone to check the time, "Will you continue chatting when you get in the car?"

"Okay, let's go then." Mouri Kogoro said, "Okinawa is really a good place."

Sixi took a group of people out of the airport, "It's a pity it's raining today..."

When passing by the airport staff and Conan, Masaharu Motoyama said hello, "Little brother, you're leaving!"

Conan was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Well..."

Mouri Kogoro glanced back with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Strange, Conan Kidou didn't stand with them before, but asked the airport staff where the autograph paper was sold. How did Benshan know that Conan Kidou came with them?

Chi Feichi noticed the change in Mouri Kogoro's expression, and also glanced at Masaharu Motoyama.

Okay, so I can't think of what to do with the pupils of the Shinigami. Now, not only Conan is suspicious, but even Kogoro Mouri has noticed.

"Mr. Benshan is really nice," Mao Lilan approached Conan and whispered, "Maybe I can ask him to help get the autograph."

"It should be possible." Conan nodded, looking at Masaharu Motoyama's eyes still strange.

Sixi drove a TV station car to pick up a group of people. The five-seat commercial car had a lot of space, provided that... Conan was held by Chi Feichi.

It was still raining lightly outside, and there was no one person on the street.

The car drove all the way through the street. Masaharu Motoyama made several calls to Nose players using his mobile phone, but no one answered, "It's really strange, this guy Nose seems to have not returned to the hotel yet."

"Could it be that he was too tired to run and stopped halfway to rest?" Kogoro Mouri guessed with a smile, "He is not too young."

Conan was held by Chi Feichi and kept staring at Masaharu Motoyama who was in the front passenger seat. Suddenly, he saw a person collapsed on the side of the road in front of him, and reminded aloud, "There seems to be a person who fell there!"

In the light rain, a person fell face down on the grass by the roadside, and the clothes under the raincoat were soaked in water.

"Huh?" Sixi drove to the side and stopped the car, "It seems like..."

Masaharu Yamamoto lowered the car window and reminded like a good man, "You will catch a cold if you sleep in such a place!"

Conan recognized that the opponent was wearing the Jaguar team uniform under the raincoat, and immediately opened the door and jumped out of the car, ran to the man, squatted down and turned the man over.

The person who fell to the ground has a face that no one is unfamiliar with. That face is often seen in sports reports. As a baseball player who has the potential to break records, Neng Shi has frequently appeared in sports reports in recent years, but at this moment, that face His face was already stiff, and after being turned over by Conan, his stray eyes stared blankly at the raining sky.

Mouri Kogoro was taken aback~www.NovelMTL.com~ After Chi Feichi got off the bus, he also got off the bus, "This, isn't this a power player?"

"What? This is not good!" In the passenger seat, Masaharu Motoyama looked flustered, turned his head and shouted to Terashi who was driving, "Quick! Call the ambulance and call the police!"

Conan immediately turned his head and stared at Masaharu Motoyama in the car with an ugly face.

Call the police? I'm still not sure if it was an accident. For example, when I was running with a heart attack, I thought of calling the police...

Xiaoyu wet Chi Feichi's hair and coat. Feichi felt wet and woke up in a daze. He looked out of his collar, confused, "Ah? Call the police? It's raining, why call the police?"

Chi Feichi looked down at Feichi and whispered, "It's none of your business."

Feichi couldn't sleep last night, and he played games in the middle of the night until this morning, so don't join in the fun.

Anyway, this prisoner's logical thinking is not good, and they have been locked.

"It's dead again," Feichi noticed the corpse on the ground and shrank back lazily, "Then I continue to sleep..."