"Someone in England has indeed contacted me at Boro, but I want to finish half the season with Nagoya Grampus.
"There are many good young guys in this team. The next half of the season is a great opportunity for them to win the championship. I can't just leave."
"This opportunity is rare for Arsene. You only need to take a little time to talk to people at Arsenal, that's all."
"I know, but I can't just leave now. The boys here still need me, the club needs me too, and they need time to find someone to replace me. We can't let the fans down."
In the Iroha sushi restaurant, two men sitting in a remote corner of the restaurant deliberately lowered their voices and talked to each other in English.
One person is thin, elegant in temperament, and one can tell from his accent that he is from France;
The other person is tall and round, has a deep voice, and clearly looks like a former Yugoslav...
"No, no, no, you need to understand one thing Arsene, you have brought a championship trophy to this club. Before you came to Japan, Nagoya Grampus was even the bottom team in the entire J-League.
"You no longer owe this team anything, you have also brought championships to the fans, you have also improved training methods, and left a valuable asset to the entire Japanese football world.
"The opportunity to return to Europe is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Arsenal's Premier League has great potential."
Facing the rejection from his companion, the fierce-looking Yugoslavian sighed and still tried his best to persuade: "There are many head coaches who leave midway through the season, and besides, you don't belong here."
"I understand, so I have reached a preliminary agreement with the club. When the season is over, they will terminate my contract in advance."
The elegant Frenchman smiled and took a bite of sushi, and said calmly: "In return, I will also participate in a fan exchange meeting organized by the Japan Football Association in a few days."
"Hmm? Japan Football Association?"
"Otherwise, why do you think I brought you to Tokyo for a vacation?"
Facing his partner's doubts, the Frenchman smiled particularly happily: "Not only Nagoya Grampus, but also the head coaches of football clubs from Tokyo, Osaka and other cities will also participate."
"Wait a minute, shouldn't the top stars of each team participate in this kind of event?"
"It's different. This is a tactical exchange meeting. If I remember correctly, it was organized by the Japan Football Association specifically for football tactics and training enthusiasts.
"You know, this country is not currently prosperous in this area. If you want to promote the progress of a league, not only the head coach of the professional team, but also the tactical literacy of the amateur level is also a very important indicator.
"In my opinion, the existing coaches and reserve coaches of the J-League have slowly got on the right track. This time, the Japan Football Association is more focused on cultivating civilian tactical enthusiasts. Through this kind of activities, more ordinary fans and audiences can understand football. Tactics can also be regarded as part of promoting football."
Speaking of this, the elegant Frenchman sighed with emotion. The execution power of this national football association is so firm that it is a bit scary: "As far as I know, they have even determined the venue for the fan exchange meeting. It seems to be a villa in the mountains. Provided by Japan’s Suzuki Consortium.”
"The Suzuki Consortium really exists everywhere." The strong man from the former Yugoslavia chewed the sushi and swallowed, tutting and shaking his head: "You——"
"Well, may I ask, are you Mr. Arsene Wenger?"
The two were chatting when a sudden voice interrupted the conversation——
Looking closely, a beautiful lady wearing a purple suit jacket, hip-hugging skirt of the same color, and a black round-neck shirt came into view.
"I am, may I ask you?" The elegant Frenchman named Arsene Wenger, who spoke not very fluent Japanese, asked doubtfully.
"Sorry to bother you, my name is Sato Miwako."
Sato Miwako smiled and introduced herself gracefully: "That's it, my boyfriend..."
……………………………………………………
"Boy friend?"
In another corner of the sushi restaurant, Conan was holding an orange juice and biting a straw, holding his chin with one hand, and glanced sideways at the man beside him who was typing on his mobile phone: "You actually chased Officer Sato?"
"Don't compare every man to a coward like you, do you understand?" Katsumi Uehara, who had finished spraying people, cut away and continued to browse the forum. He glanced in the direction of Mao Lilan and Mao Li Kogoro, and Conan was immediately stunned.
He bit the straw in his mouth and made a crunching sound.
"What? You don't accept it? If you don't accept it, go and express your feelings, you coward." Uehara Katsumi curled his lips, took a sip of Coke and gave the elementary school student a contemptuous look.
"How can I confess to Lan like I am now, idiot." After his face visibly stiffened, Conan rubbed the corners of his mouth and looked a little depressed.
After growing up, he did realize his feelings for Lan, but the cruel reality has firmly separated him from Qingmei.
We are so close, but I dare not say "I love you" even though I open my mouth.
"Is there a possibility that your Xiaolan is already doubting you?"
——?!
Hearing this, Conan's pupils suddenly shrank, and then he raised his head suddenly: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"In fact, judging from the demeanor I observed when I sent you home a few times, Mao Lilan may indeed think you are a bit weird."
Recalling the strange look Maori Lan looked at Conan last time, although it only passed for a fleeting moment, Uehara Katsumi was sure that he had not seen it wrong.
At this time, Mao Lilan has obviously not been coaxed by Director Ke, and still retains a certain degree of sensitivity. If I remember correctly, it should be like this.
"..."
Conan also recalled Xiaolan's doubts about him after rescuing the doctor's child, and fell silent.
The clever brain I used to have was now turned into a mess.
"Then what should I do?"
Conan was a little confused.
No matter how smart he is, he is only a 17-year-old boy who has never even gone to college. "Sherlock Holmes in the Heisei Era" is just a compliment to his ability to solve crimes, nothing more.
But the man sitting next to him is a police supernova who graduated from a prestigious school. Whether it is solving crimes or thinking, he is one of the few smart people in the police force.
The key is that she is indeed older than him, a full 7 years older.
"I don't know. If you ask me, I'll ask who to go to."
Uehara Katsuki rolled his eyes, directly breaking the confusion that rarely rose in Conan's heart: "If it doesn't work, let your father, who has great powers, think of a way."
"...My dad has asked his friends to help me check, but the results won't come out so quickly. Besides, this drug - huh? No, haven't you already arrested the vodka and that Uno Tadayoshi?"
"If you're counting on them, why not count on Miyano Shiho who has shrunk like you?"
Katsuki Uehara smiled and rubbed the back of Conan's head, and said coaxingly like the big bad wolf coaxing Little Red Riding Hood: "Build a good relationship with her, and maybe a surprise will happen."
"She? I can't trust anyone in that organization. Even if you trust me so much, I don't know how you can be so confident." Conan's face darkened when he talked about Miyano Shiho: "Do you know that I was so confident last night?
I’m worried that Dr. Ali hasn’t slept yet and has insomnia.”
"Why are you telling me about your insomnia?"
Uehara Katsuki had a strange look in his eyes: "Can't you just take that anesthesia watch and shoot yourself a shot?"
"..."
Conan, who bit down the straw, was speechless for a moment.
"According to what you said, she should have moved in last night, but you are still sitting calmly chatting with me now, which means that Dr. Ali must have called you to report that she is safe."
"Yeah, but that guy said today that Dr. Ali's house is too dirty and he needs to do some general cleaning." Conan turned the cup back and forth and speculated: "I should take the opportunity to search the doctor's house to see if there is anything we installed.
Bugs and cameras.”
"It's weird that you can find it."
Katsuki Uehara was happily chewing sushi. From the corner of his eye, he saw the bulging wallet of Kogoro Mori at the cashier counter in the distance. He couldn't help but be startled: "Detective Mori won a big prize when buying horses? The wallet contains so much money?"
"
"No, a big customer came to visit. Have you heard of the Nagato Group? The chairman of the group sent a butler over to invite Uncle Maori to help investigate a matter.
"The butler didn't tell me what the specific matter was this morning. He said that he had to go over and have an interview with Chairman Nagato. However, the compensation was very generous and it was paid in full in advance. Otherwise, how could you think that my uncle's stingy character could order it?
Deluxe sushi set.”
Conan, who was holding his chin in one hand, could no longer complain to his childhood sweetheart.
He didn't even know how someone as stunning as Fei Yingli could marry such an uncle in the first place.
"Full payment in advance? A Maori detective who came specifically to find you?"
Katsuki Uehara blinked, his eyes immediately fell on Conan, and he asked tentatively: "Will you go with me then?"
"……What do you mean?"
"Tell me in advance what day you are going to come. I will go back to work after I take my vacation."
"????"
Meanwhile, the Suzuki Medieval Museum.
Miyano Akemi, who was wearing a light blue suit, raised her wrist and looked at the time. After taking a long breath, she hung up the phone call with her sister. With a gentle smile on her face, she walked into the door of the art museum.
——
"Hello, curator, my name is Xiaolin Yazi, and I'm here to interview for the accounting position."
In the curator's office, the old man with white hair and beard was full of energy. When he saw the secretary bringing the person in, a kind smile suddenly appeared on his face: "My surname is Ochiai, this is the first time I meet Miss Kobayashi. I have seen your resume, it is very outstanding.
.”
"Thank you very much, Director Ochiai."
Dr. Ali's house.
Haiyuan Ai, who was dressed at home, lay on the ground, turned sideways and squinted his eyes. He quietly passed through the gap and noticed the small button in the corner that was still sending signals to the outside world.
ps: What can Party A do to me?
Once the balance is collected, I will be the uncle!