Conan’s Strongest Uncle

Chapter 0029 Martial Arts Society Murder Case

At the gate of Rice Flower University, Yukiko was waiting anxiously when Mouri Kogoro and Kisaki Eri appeared at the gate of the university, and Kisaki Eri was holding Mouri Kogoro’s arm.

Yukiko was quite surprised, Kisaki Eri quickly let go of Mouri Kogoro’s arm after seeing Yukiko, and returned to the appearance of Queen Tedan again.

Yukiko still felt a little weird: “Eri, you look a little weird.”

Kisaki Eri’s heart beat faster and looked inexplicable: “Didn’t you say it on the phone, I’m a little cold.”

“Yeah, I forgot, take good care of yourself when you’re sick.” Yukiko smiled again, and she turned to look at Mouri Kogoro, not hiding her irritability: “You guy, you’re almost late, why are you not at all? Shangxin, you are only lucky to advance, and now there are all masters in it, let’s see how you win next.”

Mouri opened his mouth and said lazily, “Don’t worry about you, Yukiko, who was slapped down in the actor interview.” After that, he raised his eyebrows and dragged Kisaki Eri into the university.

Yukiko was furious: “Ah, you arrogant guy, do you know that I’m the guest of the opening performance today.”

People passing by couldn’t help but be surprised: “Such a kawaii girl is so violent.”

Hearing this, Yukiko immediately turned into a ladylike appearance, looking at Mouri Kogoro’s back, hating his teeth.

Rice Flower University is the largest university in Rice Flower City. It occupies a large area of land in Kyoto. The venue of the Youth Martial Arts Conference is held in the gymnasium of Rice Flower University.

This stadium can accommodate 30,000 people to watch at the same time, but it is quite large. A lottery ceremony will be held at noon. One of the seven people is destined to have a bye. After that, the first game will be held in the afternoon to determine the top four. In Japan, the semi-finals and finals of four to two will be held to determine the ultimate youth martial arts strongest.

But this lottery was actually conducted by a few bare-handed and shirtless people. The sword-drawing style Miyamoto Shinwu and Kendo’s Hattori Heizou must have a match to decide the winner, and then participate in the semi-finals.

Because the two of Kendo and Iaido have weapons, they will be restricted when they compete with other martial arts masters. The weapons are all made of wood, and there are special regulations. They can only score points by points, so the total is That said, the rules are fair.

Because this martial arts competition attracted many people to watch, the flow of people in Mihua University became quite large.

Mouri Kogoro and the two girls followed the crowd into the gym. At this time, the other six youth martial arts champions were already sitting in their seats. There was Hattori Heiji’s father, Hattori Heizou, who was burly but had a pair of foxes. His eyes were sharp due to his years of practice in kendo.

Tōyama Ginshirō, the father of Tōyama Kazuha, looks upright.

The taekwondo champion is Jiang Xinzhe of Seoul National University. He is quite thin, wearing a golden robe, his eyes are bright, and his strength is quite strong.

Jiang Xinzhe is not a simple person. In the continuous development of his Taekwondo gym in Seoul, many high-level leaders in North and South Korea have apprenticeships under his door, and even Kyoto has his branch. He is very confident.

The champion of judo is Kuroba, a mediocre-looking man, and Mouri always felt a little familiar when he heard this name.

There is also Miyamoto Shinbu holding a big sword and closing his eyes.

And there is a fat sumo wrestler next to him, Dagi Saddle. In fact, this big wood saddle is not too fat. This kind of figure can be regarded as a thin person in the sumo world. He is only a circle bigger than Hattori Heizou. That’s it.

Mouri Kogoro’s eyes glanced over, and suddenly in the crowd next to him he saw a familiar person, a gentle-looking guy with golden glasses and a book in his hand, he was Kudou Yūsaku.

Unexpectedly, Kudou Yūsaku appeared here at Rice Flower University. Mouri Kogoro turned his head and glanced at Yukiko. The two of them should meet in the future. Could it be another butterfly effect?

Kudou Yūsaku has just published his first mystery novel, and his reputation is growing. He just heard that there is a martial arts conference held at Mihua University, and came to watch it, also accumulating some materials for his next novel.

Kudou Yūsaku’s perception is also very strong, and he soon noticed that someone was watching him, Mouri Kogoro quickly turned around, blocked the line of sight between him and Yukiko, and said inexplicably: “Eri, you and Yukiko go to the back and sit together. Well, the lottery is about to start here.”

“What, obviously there is a place.” Yukiko’s face was not angry, but Eri, who was a bride for the first time, was very obedient and pulled Yukiko to the back.

The host on the high stage came on stage.

“Finally, this exciting moment has come. Our big neon young martial artist has finally grown up. Next, I would like to invite Mr. Suzuki Shiro, our patron of this martial arts club, to speak to everyone.”

Suzuki Shiro, Sonoko’s father, now in his thirties, has established the Suzuki Foundation and is a leader in the business world. He wears an orange suit and looks like a successful person.

“Hmm, hello everyone, I’m Suzuki Shiro, I’m very happy, I have a lot of talents, there are so many young and promising martial artists, when I was young, I also had a dream of practicing martial arts. Unfortunately, I This belly is unsatisfactory.”

Suzuki Shiro patted his beer belly, and the audience burst into laughter.

“However, our Suzuki Foundation has been paying attention to the neon martial arts world. If there is an opportunity to contribute to the martial arts world, then we are obliged to do so. This martial arts meeting is an opportunity.”

“As a reward, the strongest of the Youth Budo Club will receive a gift from my Suzuki Foundation.”

The staff on the side opened a red curtain, revealing the item inside, it was a knife, and the blade was extremely sharp.

“Chidori, the sword of the famous general Tachibana Daoxue, the winner will receive this treasured sword.”

Miyamoto Xinwu, who had been holding the knife to rest in peace, immediately stood up, his eyes did not hide the color of greed: “That knife is mine.”

As soon as he said this, everyone around couldn’t help frowning, but Mouri Kogoro didn’t react at all. He wasn’t interested in this neon knife. Maybe he would value it more if it was a fish intestine.