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Chapter 2158 Dr. A Li: Too much!

 "Ah... ok," Higo Takasuke took the small football and the pen, lowered his head and signed his name on it, looked at the football and the key ring on the football, and then handed it back to Dr. Agasa.

I asked out of curiosity, "Is this football pendant a new sports peripheral ornament? I have never seen a pendant of this size before, and it feels very much like a football. It feels like a football that can be held in your hand.

Very cool..."

Dr. Agasa took the football pendant and waterproof pen and handed them to Haibara Ai. He looked at Haibara Ai, Conan and the three children who were smiling proudly. He also smiled proudly and compared to Golongyou and said, "This is

The children made it with their own hands. They completely followed the manufacturing method of footballs, with equal proportions, and the surface was sewn out bit by bit with needles!"

Higo Ryūsuke was surprised and sighed, "That's really awesome!"

"This is a gift prepared for someone who was injured in a horse fall and had to rely on a wheelchair for a while. I hope he can get well soon," Haibara Ai stuffed the pen back into Dr. Ali's coat pocket, turned around and put the football

He handed it to Chi Feichi with an indifferent expression, but there was also a hint of expectation in his eyes, "Everyone made it during the holidays. Everyone contributed. We were still discussing whether to send it to London. Now that you are back

, then I’ll give it to you now.”

Chi Feichi took the small football, looked at Haiyuan Ai, and then at the little gangsters who were staring at him expectantly. He felt that he should say something nice, "Thank you, I like it very much."

"Great!" the three children cheered.

Higo Ryūyou also smiled, "Then I'll leave first, you guys keep up the good work!"

"Yes!" the three children responded obediently.

Chi Feichi lowered his head and looked at Bihu Longyou's signature on the small football, then put the small football into the box on his lap, placing the small football next to Fei Chi and Fei Mo.

Although he was really not a fan of Higo Ryūsuke, the football felt really good in his hand, so he took it back and collected it.

"Master, this thing looks great," Feichi eagerly walked around the football and suggested excitedly, "Let's hang it on the doll wall!"

Feimo was also very interested in this little football. He raised his weak paw and hooked it. He squawked a few times and said, "Master, this size seems to be suitable for us to play with."

Chi Feichi listened to Feichi and Feimo's arrangements and had no objection.

When he got home, he hung the small football on the doll wall and tied it with a long woolen thread. From now on, the snakes, crows, and cats at home could exercise on their own.

Fei Chi hugged the football and suddenly sighed, "Oh, Master, I want to play kendama..."

Chi Feichi reached out and touched Feichi's body.

This is no problem. He will take Fei Chi to the underground training ground tomorrow.

"Senior Mori, I've kept you waiting for so long!" Ryosuke Sakaki walked over with a middle-aged man. When he got closer, he looked sideways at the middle-aged man, "Let me introduce you. This person runs a small factory in Cupido Town.

The president, who is also the president of our team sponsor association, Mr. Keiichiro Motoura.”

Keiichiro Motoura was over 1.7 meters tall, with a smile on his kind-faced face. He bowed slightly to Kogoro Mouri and spoke softly and gently, "Hello, I am Motoura. I have long admired Mr. Mouri's name.

"

When Mouri Kogoro saw how polite Keiichiro Motoura was, he became more serious and said, "I don't dare to take it seriously."

"Mr. Motoura is a big fan of yours," Ryosuke Sakaki said with a smile. "When he heard that you would attend this event today, he said that he hoped to meet you."

Mouri Kogoro was a little embarrassed, "That's it..."

"Because I have some photos, and I want to ask Mr. Mori to see them anyway." Keiichiro Motoura said, taking out his mobile phone from the inner pocket of his suit jacket and opening the photo album.

"Please let me take a look?" Mouri Kogoro pointed to himself in confusion.

"Yes," Keiichiro Motoura's smile disappeared, and his expression was strangely serious. He handed the phone to Kogoro Mori, "Please be sure to take a look."

"We want to see it too!"

"Let's watch together!"

The three children ran to Mouri Kogoro and pulled Conan and Haibara Ai with them.

Mouri Kogoro squatted down so that the people gathered around could see the photo on his phone, "This photo is..."

Chi Feichi sat aside and looked at the photos on his phone.

In the photo, the little boy is wearing a white jersey with red English letters printed on it and black shorts. He is about ten years old, has a frail and delicate face, but has perseverance in his eyes, and is running on the green field.

"It's my son Tomoshi," Keiichiro Motoura said, "Please also take a look at the other photos."

"Ah, okay..." Moori Kogoro stretched out his hand to swipe the screen of his phone and flipped to the next photo.

The photo shows two boys grabbing a ball. One is wearing a blue jersey, and the other is Zhishi, who is also wearing a white jersey.

"He seems to be having a lot of fun playing." Mouri Kogoro looked up and smiled at Keiichiro Motoura who was standing in front.

"Isn't your son here today?" Mao Lilan asked curiously.

"Well..." Ryosuke Sakaki looked at Keiichiro Motoura and sighed, "Actually, Tomohi fell ill and passed away in August this year. He had just entered the fourth grade of elementary school."

Mouri Kogoro felt heavy, "That's it..."

"Chishi's health was not very good to begin with," Keiichiro Motoura said with a hint of sadness on his brows, "The doctor also prohibited him from participating in strenuous exercise."

Mouri Kogoro frowned and lowered his head, looking at the photos on his phone, "Then these photos are..."

"Because he said he wanted to play football no matter what, I asked Coach Sakaki to let him join the football team," Keiichiro Motoura said. "These photos are the only game that he was allowed to participate in thanks to the kindness of the coach, and they are

It was taken when he was scoring a goal."

Mouri Kogoro swiped his fingers across the screen of his mobile phone, looking at a picture of a boy running and scoring a goal, and stopped at a picture of Tomochi shooting.

Suzuki Sonoko, who was squatting aside and looking at the photo, said softly, "This is the moment when I scored a goal."

"Bravo."

"He looks like he can play football well."

"He must be playing great..."

The three children sighed with emotion one after another.

Listening to the children's discussion, Keiichiro Motoura's face became increasingly sad.

Conan raised his eyes and looked at Keiichiro Motoura, feeling strange in his heart.

"Is this the last one?" Mouri Kogoro looked through the photos. After a photo of Chishi waving to the camera, he found that there were no photos behind him. He stood up and handed the phone back to Motoura Keiichiro, "Speaking of which

Come back, why do you want me to see these photos?"

"It's nothing, I just want to ask you to see the proof that Chishi has lived in this world," Keiichiro Motoura said. The sadness on Keiichiro Motoura's face had subsided a lot. He took the phone and installed it, and looked at the depressed children.

He said softly, "I'm sorry for ruining your happy atmosphere."

After saying that, Keiichiro Motoura bowed to Kogoro Mori, turned around and left with Ryosuke Sakaki.

An announcement came over the radio that the second half of the event was about to begin.

Mitsuhiko turned to look at the other children and sighed in a low voice, "I always feel a little sad."

Conan nodded silently.

"That's right!" Dr. Ali stood up straight, "At this time, just..."

Conan and the three children vaguely guessed what was about to happen, while Haibara Ai standing aside also looked indifferent.

The doctor's funny joke...

"Doctor," Chi Feichi interrupted Dr. Ali, turning to look at Nakaoka Kazuma who was sitting on a chair not far away, "I'm going to sit with Nakaoka for a while."

Dr. A Li choked and asked with half-moon eyes, "Fei Chi, don't you want to hear the riddle I remembered?"

"Sorry," Chi Feichi tapped his finger on the armrest of the wheelchair and started the automatic steering program, "You continue, don't worry about me."

"Really..." Dr. Ali felt that his painstaking efforts were ignored by Chi Feichi. Soon, he comforted himself that there were others there, and looked at the remaining people, "Okay, then we..."

"I'm sorry, doctor," Nanatsuki Koshizui clasped his hands together, smiled apologetically at Dr. Agasa, and whispered, "I suddenly remembered that there is something I want to tell Mr. Chi."

Dr. A Li nodded helplessly, "Okay, okay, let's continue..."

"Doctor," Haibara Ai walked in the direction where Koshimizu Nanatsuki left, "I want to go to the bathroom."

Dr. A Li: "!"

Too much, not giving him a chance to tell the riddles.

Conan thought about it and felt that it would be better for him to find an excuse to avoid the cold jokes, "Well..."

"No!" Dr. A Li broke out and said with a dark face, "If you have anything to say, wait until I finish explaining the puzzle!"

"Okay, okay."

Conan was yelled at and nodded speechlessly, silently regretting that he had left late.

Chi Fei didn't leave too far because Nakaoka Kazuma was sitting on a bench near them, looking at the stadium with a numb expression on his face.

Noticing that Chi Feichi's wheelchair was coming to the side, Nakaoka Kazuma looked away from the stadium and asked, "Chi-kun?"

"I just forgot to ask you what you are doing now," Chi Feichi let the wheelchair park on the side of the chair, took out his mobile phone and pressed the buttons with his head down, "I think it would be better to ask you, or contact information or something."

He didn't ask just now, but when Nakaoka said goodbye to him before, he didn't say anything about his current situation.

Nakaoka could tell him about his frustration, regret, and loneliness, as well as about his decadent life in his hometown of Qunma, but he did not talk about his current situation. This was not because he deliberately avoided it, but because he was indifferent to his current and future life.

Didn't think to say it.

If this were not the case, Nakaoka would not affect his criminal plan if he left him an email contact information or told him what he was doing now.

This state is somewhat similar to when he first arrived in this world, and also similar to the state in the late stage of the original consciousness - not caring about what other people think, not caring about what is happening around him.

From this point of view, Nakaoka just regarded meeting him as an episode before his death, an episode that could make him relax a little in the last few days. It did not change his intention to blow up the stadium and kill himself and Mouri Kogoro.

Intend.

"You're talking about me..." Nakaoka Kazuma was startled, then quickly laughed, took out a card from an auto repair shop from his pocket, took out a gel pen, lowered his head and wrote numbers on the card,

"I'm really embarrassed to say it. I'm working in a motorcycle repair shop for the time being, but I still spend most of my time on the football field. When I go to work in the shop, I settle the bill on the same day. If you want to find me in the shop,

It’s really not possible to find it, so I didn’t tell you before…”

After writing a string of phone numbers, Nakaoka Kazuma handed the card to Chi Feichi, "Here! There is the address of the motorcycle repair shop on the card. I wrote my phone number on it. Please call me when you have time.

Phone number."


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