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Chapter 1036 The Murderer Who Can't Think of It

 Morning, 6:35.

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

After Chi Feichi got on the plane, he had been closing his eyes to rest.

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

Fei Chi also nestled under Chi Fei Chi's clothes, taking a nap motionless.

After the plane flew for two hours, Mao Lilan was talking to Mao Li Kogoro in the seats separated by an aisle. She stood up and went to the luggage rack to rummage through her bag. "It's the one my dad drew at the New Year's Eve party last time..."

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In the bag, the lid of a cylinder slipped, and the tennis ball inside suddenly fell out and bounced to the side.

"Ah!" Mao Lilan exclaimed.

Chi Feichi opened his eyes, noticed a shadow flying over, and reached out to catch 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 apologized quickly and took the tennis ball handed by the two, "Thank you... I'm sorry, Brother Fei Chi, for disturbing your rest."

"It's okay." Chi Feichi had no intention of sleeping again.

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

By the way, the beard must have been glued on too. The glue used was not very good and it was not professionally processed by Yi Rong. He could vaguely smell a faint smell of glue while sitting next to him.

"Sister Xiaolan, why did you bring tennis balls here?" Conan asked in confusion.

"The boys in the baseball club of our class watched last night's show and called me to ask for the autographs of powerful players." Mao Lilan explained and put the tennis ball back, "I said I don't have that kind of beautiful cardboard here.

I asked someone to sign it, but he said he could sign with anything, so I brought over the tennis ball that Sonoko gave me."

Chi Feichi looked sideways and used tennis balls to get autographs from baseball players. This operation was very good.

Mao Lilan was a little embarrassed when she received Chi Feichi's gaze, "I can't help it. Last time my dad participated in the town's baseball competition, the baseball was covered with mud... Is it really weird?"

"It's really weird," Mouri Kogoro commented unceremoniously, and then asked, "You brought four tennis balls here. Are there four baseball players in your class?"

"No, there are only three boys on the baseball team," Mao Lilan smiled, "The other one is myself... myself..."

"I asked for it for your mother, right?" Mouri Kogoro was speechless, "Eri has always been a Panthers fan."

"Yes, so please, Dad," Mao Lilan clasped his hands together, "I must help get the signature of a powerful player!"

Mouri Kogoro put aside his head and said, "Take a tennis ball to a baseball player to sign autographs. I will not 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 you if you want an autograph from a powerful player..."

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

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

You can play basketball, shoot, archery, and fight by yourself, all you need is wooden stakes. Tennis can be played against the wall by yourself, but sports like football and baseball require cooperation with more than one teammate.

Chi Feichi had almost no contact with... Well, his little friend was diagnosed with late-stage solitary cancer.

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

Conan: "..."

Still so confident...

At 9:20 am, the plane arrived at Naha Airport, and it started to rain lightly outside.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time, Mr. Maori!" A man carrying a crossbody bag came forward and reached out to shake hands with Kogoro Maori and Chi Feichi warmly. "Is this Mr. Chi? Hello! Welcome you two,

I’m Teranishi, a staff member of Nippon TV’s Okinawa department!”

"Ah, my daughter and we are all thanks to you for taking care of us today!" Mouri Kogoro scratched his head and smiled.

"Ah? Ling Qianjin?" Si Xi turned around in confusion, "Where is it?"

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

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

Mao Lilan took Conan to the store in the airport.

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

"I'll go over there and see if there's anyone selling signature paper!" Mao Lilan turned around and said.

"Really..." Mouri Kogoro was speechless. He leaned close to Teranishi's ear and lowered his voice, "By the way, how are the arrangements for the thing I mentioned?"

Si Xi smiled knowingly, gestured to drink, and whispered, "Are you talking about the evening activities? Don't worry, I have already booked a very good restaurant!"

"No, no," Mouri Kogoro waved his hand quickly, "It's not necessary this time, I'm asking about another thing..."

"Ah, that's what you're talking about. I've asked Mr. Motoyama, who will also be participating in the conversation today, to help me..." Teranishi opened the bag he was carrying, took out a palm-sized, round paper bag, and handed it to

To Mouri Kogoro.

"Thank you very much!" Mouri Kogoro took the paper bag and quickly stuffed it into his pocket.

Chi Feichi took a look and used his body to block Mouri Kogoro.

Although he knew that it was the baseball autograph that Kogoro Moori asked for Fei Li, the actions of the two people seemed like they were quietly conducting some kind of illegal transaction.

Mouri Kogoro didn't know what Chi Feichi was thinking, so he felt relieved that his apprentice was good, "By the way, did Mr. Motoyama come over from Miyazaki too?"

"Not yet, his flight is not expected to arrive until 9:50," Teranishi explained. "There is only one flight from Miyazaki to Okinawa today."

"Then why don't we just go to the hotel where the Noh players stay and wait?" Mouri Kogoro said.

Teranishi hesitated, "It's no problem at first, but I'm worried that I won't be able to see the powerful athlete if I go there. He goes for long-distance running every morning around nine to ten o'clock. He shouldn't have gone back to the hotel at this time."

"That's it," Mouri Kogoro looked at Chi Feichi, "Then let's wait for Mr. Motoyama to come and then 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. After the incident, the interview will be cancelled. They might as well go to the opera together.

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

His apprentice is still thinking about that barber's opera?

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

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

Conan ran to ask the airport staff, but the other person couldn't think of a place that sold signature paper after thinking for a long time.

Teranishi saw the people coming out of the exit, waved and shouted, "Mr. Motoyama, this way! This way!"

"I'm so sorry for asking you to wait for me," the tall man with thin cheeks stepped forward, shook Mouri Kogoro's hand, and said with a smile, "I'm Motoyama Shoji!"

Mouri Kogoro also said enthusiastically, "My Majesty, Moori Kogoro, please give me your advice next time!"

"Hello, I am..." Mao Lilan was about to introduce herself when she was interrupted by Si Xi.

"Sorry," Sixi looked at the time on his mobile phone, "Can we continue chatting after we get in the car?"

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

Si Xi led a group of people out of the airport, "It's a pity that it's raining today..."

When passing by the airport staff and Conan, Motoyama Masaharu said hello, "Little brother, you have to leave!"

Conan was stunned and nodded, "Well..."

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

Strangely, Conan had not stood with them before. Instead, he asked the airport staff at the place where autograph papers were sold. How did Motoyama know that Conan had come with them?

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

Okay, so I couldn't think of what to do with the Shinigami elementary school student. Now it's fine. Not only did Conan become suspicious, but even Mouri Kogoro noticed it.

"Mr. Motoyama is really kind," Mao Lilan leaned close to Conan and whispered, "Maybe I can ask him to help me get an autograph."

"Maybe." Conan nodded, still looking at Motoyama Masaharu strangely.

Si Xi drove the TV station's car to pick up a group of people. The five-seater business car had quite a lot of space. The premise was... Conan was being held by Chi Feichi.

It was still raining lightly outside, and there was not a single soul on the street.

As the car drove along the street, Motoyama Masaharu made several calls to the Nose player on his mobile phone, but no one answered. "It's really strange. It seems that this Nose guy hasn't returned to the hotel yet."

"Is it possible that he was too tired from running and stopped to rest halfway?" Mouri Kogoro guessed with a smile, "He is not too young."

Conan was being held by Chi Feichi and had been staring at Masaharu Motoyama in the passenger seat in front. Suddenly he saw a person falling on the roadside in front of him and warned, "It seems like a person has fallen over there!"

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

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

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

Conan recognized that the opponent was wearing a Jaguars uniform under his raincoat. He immediately opened the door and jumped out of the car, ran to the man, squatted down and turned him over.

The person lying on the ground has a face that is familiar to everyone. That face often appears in sports reports. As a baseball player who is expected to break records, he has been frequently featured 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 eyes widened with blurred vision, staring blankly at the raining sky.

Mouri Kogoro was startled, and after Chi Fei got out of the car, he quickly followed him, "Isn't this a powerful player?"

"What? This is not going to be good!" In the passenger seat, Motoyama Masaharu looked flustered. He turned to Teranishi who was driving and shouted, "Quick! Call an ambulance or call the police!"

Conan immediately turned around and stared at Masaharu Motoyama in the car with an ugly expression.

Call the police? I’m still not sure if it was an accident. For example, I had a heart attack while running, but I actually thought of calling the police...

The light rain soaked Chi Fei Chi's hair and jacket. Fei Chi felt the wetness and woke up in a daze. He stuck his head out of his collar and looked out. His thoughts were confused, "Ah? Call the police? It's raining. Why did you call the police?"

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

Fei Chi couldn't sleep last night and played games in the middle of the night until this morning. It's better not to join in the fun.

Anyway, the prisoners this time are not good at logical thinking and have been locked up.

"There's another dead person," Feichi noticed the corpse on the ground and lazily shrank back, "Then I'll continue to sleep..."


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