"Good evening, boys and girls." Sonoko wore a red backless dress today, looking very mature and beautiful: "Who are you talking about?"
"That's the big brother who designed the "Cocoon"." Bumi pointed to Bai Yu who was speaking on the stage.
"Producer." Sonoko looked in the direction Ayumi pointed. She never cared about these things and was a little uninterested. However, when he saw the face of the young man on the stage clearly, he almost shouted with excitement. Fortunately, he responded in time.
He came over and covered his mouth to avoid making a fool of himself in front of everyone.
Yuanzi couldn't hide his excitement and said to Xiaolan, "That's him! Xiaolan. I will never admit it, it must be him!"
"Who is it?" Xiaolan asked strangely.
"He's the one who helped me block the baseball man's attack yesterday!"
"You mean, Mr. Bai Yu who is speaking on the stage now is the one who blocked the attack for you yesterday?" Xiaolan looked at Bai Yu in the stands and said uncertainly, "It can't be such a coincidence! Yesterday
You said that the person was hit with his arm, so he should be injured. But Mr. Bai Yu didn't look like he was injured."
"Ah?" Yuanzi was a little frustrated, "That's right, how could such a coincidence be possible..."
"Maybe it's such a coincidence!" Conan interjected.
"What do you mean?" Yuanzi asked.
"Brother Bai Yu's left arm is also injured."
"Really! Wait, how did you know?"
"I just saw the big brother taking the red wine from the waiter's plate. The waiter walked over from his left. Most people would be used to taking it with their left hand! But that man used his right hand.
"
"That may be because of habit." Yuanzi said.
"But wasn't there someone talking to the big brother next to him at that time? The person who was listening politely should be the official spokesperson.
So it can be inferred that the person's left arm was injured, and it was the more flexible left forearm."
Xiaolan raised a new question, "Why is it the forearm?"
Conan replied: "Because I noticed that the man's left forearm was thicker than his right arm. He probably wore hard protective gear to prevent further injuries, so it looked thicker."
"Completely correct"
The voice came from behind Conan, accompanied by a burst of applause.
Conan turned around and saw Bai Yu, who was originally speaking on the stage, had now arrived beside them.
"I'm sorry, because my left arm is injured, I can only give the applause to Mr. Yamashita."
"Ah!" Yuanzi's face turned a little red. She was absolutely sure that Bai Yu was the person who saved her yesterday.
"Hello, I'm Bai Yu." Bai Yu stretched out his hand towards Yuanzi with a polite smile on his face.
Sonoko's face turned even redder, and she shook her hand slightly. She changed her usual careless character and introduced herself softly, "Hello, I'm Suzuki Sonoko... Thank you for saving me yesterday... Well, your injury doesn't matter, it's okay.
Don’t you want my doctor to look at you again?”
"Thank you for your concern. My injury is fine, no need to bother." Baiyun declined Yuanzi's kindness.
Bai Yu looked at Conan and said, "Are you a detective?"
Conan became nervous.
"Hey, why do you ask that?" Xiaolan asked doubtfully.
"No, it's just that this kid reminds me of a boy about the same age as me that I met when I was studying with Teacher A Li. That guy actually claimed to be a disciple of Sherlock Holmes, and he would also become a Heisei student in the future.
Sherlock Holmes of the era." Bai Yu answered Xiaolan's question and said, "This child is exactly the same as him before. And I still remember that his name seems to be... Kudo Shinichi."
"Does Mr. Bai Yu know Xinyi?" Xiaolan asked.
"We know each other, maybe, but that happened several years ago, probably when I was ten years old. At that time, my father took me to visit the doctor, and he asked the doctor to teach me computer programming. At that time, I learned computer programming for about three months.
I just returned to China. I didn’t have much interaction with Kudo. They are probably friends.” Bai Yu smiled.
Conan silently stepped back to prevent the ice cube from discovering his true identity. Really, aren't you an engineer? Why do you have such a good memory?