Yokohama crumb boss six and a half years old

Tilting his head, he listened carefully for a while, making sure that he had no auditory hallucinations.

"It's the voice of a child, that's right."

His partner turned the racket to Riyueren, his eyes were fixed on the game on the court, and he said casually: "But this is the manor of the Minister's family, how could there be children."

Atobe Keigo didn't answer the two, he waved and asked the butler who was waiting beside him to come over.

The butler bent down and replied respectfully with the most appropriate voice: "Today, there are first-grade students from Didan Primary School staying at the foot of the mountain for an autumn outing."

Atobe instantly thought of the corresponding documents he had read before, and nodded to show that he knew, and the housekeeper quietly retreated back.

Seeing that his family was choosing one or two, he showed curious expressions, and explained a little more: "It's a charity project cooperated by Atobe, Akashi, and Suzuki."

Yushi Ninata had heard about this, and asked, "Is it the one who funded the elementary school students' Spring and Autumn Tour?"

Atobe nodded reservedly, "Yes."

Renzu teased: "There are so many elementary schools in China, this expenditure is not small."

Atobe clasped his chest with one hand and lightly tapped his face with the other. His demeanor was a natural arrogance and nobility.

Hearing this, the corners of his lips twitched, revealing a haughty but not annoying smile, "Ah huh? What are you talking about, it's just a drop in the bucket."

It's just a small amount of money, which is the level of sprinkling water for the Atobe consortium.

But because of this, the national favorability has been obtained, and the rewards received will be even greater.

Shinobu Yushi shook his head with a smile, he turned his attention away from the stadium, listened to the laughter gradually becoming clearer, and asked: "Speaking of which, is there a viewing platform very close to the stadium, where you can Come here directly?"

The owner here doesn't need to hint, the butler replied knowingly: "There is a hidden path leading to the viewing platform."

It was originally set up so that when the tennis club members are too tired from training, they can go there to watch the scenery and relax.

Renzu took a look at the wire fence around him and didn't think about it any more.

Even if there are children coming over, they can't directly enter the arena, so it doesn't matter much.

You said the noise will affect the training?

No, no, all of them in the Ice Emperor Tennis Club were honed from the screams of girls, and the laughter of children will not affect it at all.

The Bingdi main players on the tennis court basically have this kind of thinking. They no longer pay attention to this unexpected situation, but devote themselves to intensive training.

the other side--

"Children, you can move around freely, but you can't move alone. Don't go too far from here, and don't get close to the edge. Can it be done?"

"Yes, teacher~!"

The little radishheads scattered in a crowd, walking around the viewing platform to explore and take pictures of each other.

Naturally, the members of the Boys Detective Agency acted together.

They helped each other take pictures, and they also took pictures of the distant green-yellow-red mountain scenery.

Mitsuhiko held up the camera, his movements were decent, his hands were not shaking, and the photos he took were good.But Mrs. Yuan is very detached, the pictures on his mobile phone are often blurred, and it is basically impossible to read them.After a few times, Ayumi was only willing to pull Mitsuhiko to help her take pictures.

"Conan, do you want to take a picture?" Asuka held up his mobile phone and asked the coldest one in the small group.

Conan Edogawa was debating whether to keep this "image data", but if he thought about it carefully, as long as he didn't upload it to the Internet, he wouldn't attract people from the Black Organization.

It's not bad to keep some photos of this moment in private - but if you can't show it to your mother, it will definitely become a black history that is ridiculed.

Conan nodded, and didn't pose specifically. He just stood there with his pockets in his pocket, with the autumn forest scenery behind him.

His temperament is different from that of ordinary children. He is calm and rational, but it matches the autumn atmosphere very well.

Asuka took out his phone and began to choose an angle to compose the picture.

Her mobile phone was remodeled by herself, not to mention a lot of pixels here, and it has more complete functions-yes, she condensed the big cannon into the size of a touch-screen mobile phone with her own technology.

She chose the angle, took a few pictures in a weird squatting position, and then stood on the spot to adjust the light and dark contrasting colors of the photos.

When Conan walked over, she could still hear her holding her mobile phone and muttering: "Ah, this light, this composition, absolutely amazing."

Conan almost hallucinated that she was one of those technology-obsessed single dog photographers on the Internet.

He quickly shook his head, throwing out the messy associations.

However, when Conan leaned over to Asuka to look at the screen of her mobile phone, he was still shocked - the astonishing performance of the device was on the one hand, and on the other hand, it was the aura around her under the lens.

"Are you a professional photographer?"

Asuka was still simply retouching the picture, but he kept moving when he heard the words, and replied with his mouth: "No."

"The level of business is amazing."

"Okay?" Asuka turned to look at him, blinking in confusion, "It just needs some knowledge of optics, mechanics and aesthetics. Asuka is a scientist and inventor, isn't it easy?"

Conan:  …

What a relief.

You Fan has learned the inside taste.

Conan Banyueyan: "You also modified this phone yourself? It's much ahead of what's on the market now."

Asuka: "Asuka knows that he is super powerful ~ you can also praise me a few more."

Conan: "... When I go back, I will introduce someone to you. You two must have a common language."

It's just that Dr. Li is not as thick-skinned as this child. I hope that after the two get to know each other, the older doctor will not be bullied by children.

"Koizumi, Conan-kun, here, here!"

Ayumi's call came suddenly, and the two who were talking while looking at the photos looked up together, only to see the three children sticking their heads out from behind a bush and waving wildly at them.

"what happened?"

The two walked over, and after crossing the bushes that blocked their view, they found a path paved with stone slabs.

Yuan Tai clenched his fist excitedly: "Go and explore!"

A hidden path like this is usually standard for adventure. Not only him, but the other three members of the Boy Detective Team are also eager to try.

Conan: "Say something to the teacher?"

He wanted to get out of the bushes, but was held back by the hands of the three little ones.

Yuan Tai: "The teacher will never let us go!"

Mitsuhiko: "Actually, we did not violate the request. We will come back immediately after taking a look. We will definitely not exceed the stipulated time."

Ayumi: "Conan-kun, Koizumi..."

Asuka's soul belonging to the bear child is about to move, and he also looks at Edogawa Conan with anticipation.

And she knew very well that with her around, it was impossible for anything to happen.

Children will have some little secrets of their own, and they are sometimes reluctant to tell adults before doing things.

It’s okay to judge their actions as bears and death, but that’s actually a normal expression of children’s curiosity—as the saying goes, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers!

As an adult, Conan should have stopped it, but his current small body can't suppress the four adventurous brats.

But this is the top of the Atobe Foundation, so it should be fine, right?

As he thought about it, he touched his watch. There was an anesthesia needle in it, so he wasn't afraid of running into bad guys.

Asuka observed his movements and pressed his shoulder, with a very solemn tone and expression: "Asuka is here, it's all right."

Conan looked at her solemn eyes, and didn't know what ecstasy soup he had been poured into, so he nodded and believed her without hesitation.

Seeing him compromise, the brats of the Detective Boys burst into smiles one by one, and let go of the hands holding his hands, feet and mouth.

"Let's go, let's go back quickly!"

A few little ones were humming, bouncing along the stone road.

During the period, they continued to make actions that appeared in the Tokusei drama Kamen Rider, and shouted famous lines from their mouths.

Asuka didn't really look at that, so he could only tilt his head and watch their performance curiously.

Yuantai and the others all knew that she was a young genius, and she saw things differently from ordinary people, but they didn't expect that she hadn't even seen Masked Superman, and suddenly showed a distressed expression.

They seem to have misunderstood something - for example, a genius friend was abused by her parents, who only forced her to study and not let her play.

In short, Ayumi asked cautiously: "What does Koizumi usually watch at home? Do you have any famous lines?"

Perhaps, they have also seen it and can match their lines.

In this way, friends who wander off the topic will not feel sad.

Asuka rested her chin in thought, and the little ones looked at her expectantly and encouragingly.

Asuka tapped his left palm with his right fist, his expression gradually became fierce, and he said——

"Gojo Satoru, let me kill it!"

Four:?

what is that?

Asuka knew they hadn't read it, but thought it was super fun to tease them, so he continued to speak——

"I'm Luffy, the man who wants to be the One Piece!"

Four: ...?

what?

Be whose man?

Asuka blinked, put one hand in his pocket and stretched out the other, pointing forward with a serious expression——

"There's only one reason you failed, dio, and that's because you pissed me off!"

Four:? ? ?

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Ayumi, Mitsuhiko, and Genta held an emergency meeting, and they brought Conan in.

"I have never heard these lines spoken by Koizumi!"

"Me too!"

"Where's Conan?"

"Have not heard……"

Asuka secretly laughed beside him.

Of course, it is impossible to hear it, and it is strange to hear it.

The four little ones who were having a small meeting saw her smile, and immediately knew that this was a friend fooling them in a serious manner.

"Koquanshui, evil-minded!"

They jogged and ran, and stopped when they heard someone talking.

"15-0!"

I don't know who shouted that.

Asuka and Conan immediately understood.

This way of scoring should be someone playing tennis here.

Asuka thought a little more.

This is the site of the Atobe Foundation, and the heir, Atobe Keigo himself is the head of the Hyotei Tennis Department.

——Is it reasonable to guess that the Bingdi is training here?

Several small ones bypassed the tall bushes, and the field of vision suddenly widened, and a green barbed wire fence and a tennis court covering a large area appeared in front of them.

On the field, handsome teenagers were sweating, and a boy with gray-purple hair was facing away from them, throwing a bright yellow ball high.

Swing --

This ball had both strength and speed, and it went straight to the orange curly-haired boy standing on the other half of the court.

The three little ones subconsciously covered their mouths, thinking that the orange curly-haired boy might not be able to catch the ball.

Conan observed the man's muscles and joints, but he didn't think so.

Sure enough, the boy raised his smiling face, swung his racket in an incredible posture, and directly hit the ball back.

The bright yellow ball came and went, and was hit by the two on the opponent's court countless times. In the end, the orange-haired boy fought back from a tricky angle and won the victory.

"15-15!"