Protect our prophets

There is always something in common between people with the same hobbies.

As Matsuyuki expected, Yukimura had a good impression of Amuro and the others.And after hearing that this is the captain of the Lihai Tennis Team who dominated the national competition, everyone looked at him differently.

Miss Suzuki's eyes were shining brightly, and she pretended to be shy: "Then, the boy who was with Yukimura-kun just now, maybe also..."

Lan and the others coughed and looked sideways: Don't forget that you have a boyfriend, pay attention to your quality!

Yukimura was taken aback, and replied with a smile, "Well, that's my teammate."

Then things developed smoothly into a tennis teaching activity, which was very lively.

Matsuyuki had some vague impressions, probably a long time ago, Yukimura asked her if she wanted to learn tennis, but she flatly refused - she really had no interest in sweating sports.

After all, they were just a fake relationship at that time, and they were not close.Yukimura may just ask out of courtesy, since there is no common topic, it is difficult for the two of them to have room for further communication.

But now this group of people is different.

Yuanzi and Lan were originally members of the school tennis club.Maybe there is no special tennis talent, but one is the main karate player of the school, and the classmate Sera Masumi next to him is also a Jeet Kune Do master. Even if he has never touched a tennis racket, the basic quality is there, and the entry is much easier than ordinary people. .

As for the other two adults engaged in intelligence work, let alone...

Jun Conan, a football fan who was transferred, sat on the bench in the rest area bored, holding his chin, looking at Songxue beside him.

"So, this is your ex-boyfriend?"

"I need a commission, just a cameo." Songxue was also bored and replied casually.

"Really, I think he is pretty good." He commented, "With the level of the national competition, but also maintain such a patient attitude towards beginners, it shows that he really likes tennis."

Songxue nodded.

She never doubted the faith these teenagers had in tennis.

"Then—" Conan turned his gaze to the opposite side and asked cautiously, "What's your relationship with Atobe-kun?"

=Songxue suddenly raised her eyebrows and laughed, and it took her a long time to stop smiling.

She replied seriously: "You may not believe it, but his existence is very important. Let me think about it, oh, yes, just like Suzuki Sonoko... the significance to you."

Conan tilted his head and slowly issued a series of question marks.

Is it such a tool man?

"Their relationship looks quite interesting." After observing for a while, Conan said enthusiastically again.

The three of Hyotei were sitting not far away, just outside the stadium. When Yukimura passed by, he stopped deliberately and nodded to them.

The eyes of the two met in mid-air, one was slightly provocative, and the other was calm.

Having been a detective for a long time, Conan is very sensitive to subtle emotional expressions between people.

"Well, Atobe-kun is the captain of the ice emperor's tennis team, and they are both strong opponents in each other's eyes." Songxue paused, and said in a low voice, "This year's national competition is about to start. Looking at the lottery situation, it is estimated that there is a high probability of before the final."

"National competition..." Conan repeated, with some emotion, "It's great."

He has not participated in an official football game for a long time, and he feels very nostalgic no matter how he thinks about it.

"So it's normal to have a fire-drug smell. They're going back to inherit the family business soon, and they might not get a chance later." She shrugged.

It's not that they can't touch tennis at all, at least, they can't devote themselves to the game as they are now, which is completely different for them.

"That's really a pity." Conan leaned back on the back of the chair, resting the back of his head with his hands, "If it's just a hobby, it can't be developed into... um, a side job?"

"Like you?" Songxue looked sideways.

Not everyone can use football as a prop to assist the main business, right?Ah, but...

She thought about it seriously, if that Sanada-kun becomes a policeman in the future, he can probably refer to it.

But she also had no doubt that if it was Genichiro Sanada, he might have knocked down the suspect with one punch...

The two looked at each other for a moment, and Conan looked up at the sky.

"Don't talk about me," he smiled dryly. "It's hard to say what will happen to me in the future."

"Really?" Songxue raised her eyebrows, "Mr. Conan doesn't seem like such a pessimistic person."

Conan looked at the air somewhere, and continued after a while: "It's not pessimistic... It's just that the recent crime rate makes me a little suspicious of life."

"..."

Song Xue expressed her understanding.

"Yukimura-kun is right." She raised her head and looked towards the stadium, "All of us gathered here for one purpose."

Conan silently mouthed the name: "Baigan."

Songxue didn't find anything unusual until now, she should have breathed a sigh of relief, but still felt uneasy.

Unknown dangers are more disturbing.

"I saw Editor Seto." Conan said voluntarily, "He is with Sakai, and the person accompanying him told him that he is going to taste wine at the winery."

Songxue nodded: "He told me."

Seto Aoya, as the editor-in-chief of Akina Hakuya, is the "representative" of the celebration event instead of her this time, and I don't know how many diehard fans are staring at her.Even if he knew that she had also come to the scene, it was inconvenient for him to come over and say hello to her.

"Hersey is here too," she said again, "but he still doesn't quite get used to the atmosphere here, so he went back to the hotel to rest first."

"Then, what's left..." Conan pondered.

As they said this, a shadow was cast over their heads.

Matsuyuki was taken aback for a moment, and looked up at Subaru Okiya's gentle smile.

"It seems very difficult?" He sat down next to Conan calmly, and his cuffs were untied a little, exposing the muscles under the wrist and on the forearm. It was full of explosive power at first glance, which was completely different from his gentle appearance.

Conan stared at his hand for a while, then said nonchalantly, "Brother Okiya, won't you join them?"

"Since I'm here for vacation, I'd rather relax." Okiya replied, "What's more, I feel like you guys have questions you want to ask me?"

The two looked at him together.

"How much does Mr. Okiya know about that hacker friend?" Songxue asked after deliberating for a while.

Okiya Subaru opened his eyes briefly.

"I met by chance before." His eyes were a little strange, but he said it lightly.

"before?"

Conan immediately grasped the word and thought about it.

The past that Okiya Subaru mentioned certainly did not refer to the past of this identity, everything about this name was originally fabricated.Then, it is the experience of being "Akai Shuichi".

Did you know him when you acted as an FBI agent, or was it a colleague you dealt with during the undercover period?

Songxue didn't think about it, looked at Chongya, and couldn't help shaking his head slowly.

"Does it have to be so mysterious?"

The man squinted his eyes and smiled: "He is a mystic himself, and I don't have complete and accurate information. If I can't be 100% sure, my guess is not suitable to tell you directly."

I can't be 100% sure of the identity of the other party, but I seem to introduce them to them casually.

It really is……

Songxue didn't know how to evaluate it for a while.

Forget it, after all, he is not a prophet, so you can't expect him to give people gold water, can you?

"In any case, his professional ability is still good." Okiya added.

There is something in the words, and there is something in the meaning.

Songxue looked at her mobile phone subconsciously.

He was right. After the meeting that day, the rumors on the Internet about "Secrets Song Xueguang and XXX had to tell" quickly disappeared in the ocean of Akina Hakuya and the new book preview.

——Perhaps, Ye Zi also contributed to the flames by helping her advertise her new book?

The handsome part-time guy in a coffee shop that is popular with JK, the tennis club member of a prestigious school, the vague and mysterious female high school student... These things that were only talked about among young students did not attract widespread attention, and naturally followed new events appeared, and were quickly forgotten by people.

She tried to search for several keywords, but almost all the results were blank, and she couldn't even find the photos that were secretly taken at the beginning.

It was probably all Ye Zi's handwriting, and the traces on the entire network have not been completely erased, but there is basically not much important information left, so she is safe.

Such an approach is not easy to arouse suspicion from others.

"Professional ability..." Songxue repeated.

Is this Mr. Ye really just a programmer?

She always felt a little inconsistent.

The conversation in the corner didn't last long.

Atobe and Yukimura finally couldn't hold back the temptation, gearing up for a practice match.Shinozu immediately called Songxue over.

He handed her a glass of iced orange juice: "Although I know you are not interested in tennis games, but today... is rather special, so let's stay and watch before leaving."

Songxue was still a little distracted, and was patted on the shoulder.

She looked back, and the red-haired boy grinned at her and asked excitedly, "Which side are you on?"

The main candidates of Lihai University were not all present.

Next to Marui were Yagyu and Nioh, standing calmly on the sidelines of the court watching.

After hearing what he said, Yagyu said without looking back, "In terms of winning percentage, naturally Yukimura is higher."

Of course Renzu quit: "Hey, you guys are so loud, the game hasn't even started yet..."

The atmosphere on the court is strong, and there is also a faint smell of gunpowder off the court.

But Songxue didn't watch the duel in the stadium, and turned his eyes to Marui Bunta, then stopped, and didn't move away for a long time.

They also came for vacation and seemed very relaxed.

Marui was wearing casual clothes, the collar of the red shirt with the stand collar was undone, and two buttons were unbuttoned, revealing a piece of chest.Most teenagers at this age don't think about sun protection. The summer vacation is approaching and there is a lot of training. He is slightly tanned than when he was seen in school before, but he is also a healthy, light wheat color.

In addition, he is also good-looking, with high spirits, just standing here, like a luminous body.

Marui also knew his own advantages and didn't pay much attention to them, but when the person who paid attention to him was Matsuyuki Hikari, he had to pay attention to it.

He subconsciously gathered his collar and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

"You still wear a necklace." Songxue's unclear attitude made him more vigilant.

"Uh," Marui took a step back subconsciously, trying to calm himself down a bit, "It's just accessories, you didn't say boys can't wear them, right?"

The stylishly dressed handsome guy is already very popular with girls.Besides, he didn't deliberately sag in this direction, it's because of his personality...

"No, I think it's pretty good. At first glance, it's much better than some straight men's aesthetics." Songxue said very simply.

She finally figured out what the problem was.

In people's stereotypes, programmers are either plaid shirts of various colors, or large T-shirts, paired with a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and messy hair...

It was difficult for Ye Zi to give people such an impression.

I "met" in a cafe that day. He was wearing the recently popular light-colored sunglasses, a beige striped shirt, a small vest, and a pendant on his chest. It is not an exaggeration to say that he came out to pick up girls.

He doesn't look like an otaku, but like a young master who is well-versed in the social arena.

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