I'm making soy sauce in the detective world

The morning sun shines through the windows of the bus to fill the entire compartment.

Soon after getting in the car, Conan turned his head and glanced at Guangyou who was sitting in the last row eating lunch, and said to himself: "Is Guangyou not full this morning?"

"..." Xiao Lan glanced at Conan who was still wondering, and she was silent, just showing a helpless smile.

In the last row of the bus, Xiao Ai was sitting next to the window with her hand on her cheek, and she glanced at Guangyou from the corner of her eye. Seeing that he was eating the lunch he had prepared to get up early, a small smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. .

Moving her gaze out of the window, looking at the people coming and going on the street, Xiao Ai asked softly: "How is it?"

"How about what? Bento?" Guangyou gave a big mouthful of rice to his mouth, and then seriously replied after swallowing, "It's delicious."

"That's good." Xiao Ai answered softly.

The two have had this kind of dialogue many times, and Xiao Ai can't remember how many times she asked "how" or how many times Guangyou answered "It's delicious".

Every time Guangyou eats the food she prepared, she wants to ask "how is it".

Maybe she just wanted to hear the phrase "delicious" from his mouth.

....

Soon, the bus stopped near the East Capital Kokugikan in Ryogoku, Sumida District.

The Tohoku Kokugikan was built here in 1909, and was not rebuilt in both countries until 1984 after war and relocation. It is a famous sports venue in Tokyo.

It is mainly used to hold international sumo tournaments, but it is not held throughout the year, usually in January, May, and September.

In addition to the grand sumo, other events will be held here, such as today's wrestling match.

After getting out of the car, Guangyou carried a thermos bag in his hand, looking at the crowded scene before him, sighed: "There are so many people."

It was early, but the front of the Dongdu National Technical Hall was already bustling.

"It should be for today's final match." Xiaolan did some homework before coming, knowing that many people are looking forward to today's match. "But I didn't expect that there would be so many. people."

"Perhaps today's game is very meaningful. For example, a well-known player retired or something." Guangyou looked at the time and said to a few people with 20 minutes before today's first game, "I guess wait. There will be more and more people, so let’s go first."

He knows very little about the game to be held today. He just learned from Xiaolan that there is a so-called finale game today. As for what to watch on TV, he has no idea.

It can only be guessed that it has something to do with the players. It is either a retiring battle, a counterattack battle, or a winning streak, such as 100 consecutive victories.

The specific reason...

I'll know when the game starts.

Without waiting, the flow of people is increasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Xiaolan nodded in agreement: "Okay, let's go in first."

Walking among the crowds, Guangyou suddenly rang the lyrics, and couldn't help but hum softly: "I have crossed mountains and seas, and I have also crossed seas of people~"

In fact, this line of lyrics fits the current situation quite well.

He is really crossing a sea of ​​people now...

The first floor of the Tohto Kokugikan is the Sumo Museum. Tickets are not required. You can learn about the history and culture of Sumo here, but Kosuke is not interested.

At this time, there was also a crowd of people gathered in the hall. Guangyou looked inside from the gap between people and found that a simple stage was built in the middle.

"Eh, what are these people doing?" Xiao Lan stood on tiptoe and looked inside, but there were so many people, she didn't see the situation clearly, "Don't you go in to watch the game?"

"I guess there will be some activities today?" Guangyou remembered the interview car that was still parked outside, affirmed his own thoughts, and confirmed the time, and said to several people, "Let's go in first, and the game will start soon Up."

"Ok."

The few people had no thought of joining in the excitement, they nodded, preparing to pass through the gap beside the crowd, and then went upstairs to enter the arena.

Just after passing through the crowd and preparing to go upstairs, a male voice suddenly sounded behind him and several people stopped directly in place.

"Okay, now we have the detective Mr. Kogoro Mouri to answer this question."

The emotional male voice was amplified by the microphone, and echoed in the hall. "The imperial capital wrestler and wolf face fighter who has no record yet, which one of these five is it?"

"???"

A few people turned their heads and glanced at the crowd in confusion, and their position was just behind the stage.

I saw the backs of five masked men standing on the stage. I could also see the host who was spitting with the microphone, and the Moori Kogoro who was thinking while holding his chin.

"Why is Uncle here? Oh..." Guangyou suddenly remembered the conversation at the dinner table yesterday, "It turns out that the event that Uncle said is here."

"What a coincidence." Conan looked at the direction of the stage expressionlessly, spitting out, "I didn't expect to meet my uncle here."

The host held a propaganda board of a wolf-face warrior excitedly, and slowly approached Uncle Maori, his tone gradually rising: "Come on, Mr. Maori, please give your answer, come on, say it!"

The cameraman carrying the camera was very cooperative and gave Uncle Maori a close-up.

These exaggerated scenes made Uncle Maori look embarrassed. He didn't know much about wrestling matches, let alone a wolf face fighter. In his eyes, these five people had no difference except for their body.

All men, men with animal headgear on their heads.

I wanted to get a random one to see how lucky I was, but Uncle Maori didn't expect that the host would tell him the answer directly.

Didn't the host cheat for him?

Is he such a person?

....

"Cough cough." Uncle Maori coughed lightly, his face was light and calm, as if he had seen everything through, "It's number three, I'm right."

When the voice fell, the scene fell into a brief silence.

"Is this guy cheating me?"

Uncle Maori, who had not received the correct feedback, suddenly became a little suspicious, but he still glanced at the crowd of onlookers silently.

In the next second, there was a cheerful BGM in the speaker, and the host leaned back tactically with the microphone, and said impassionedly: "That's right, number three is the correct answer, you really deserve to be the detective Mr. Kogoro Mori! It really is!"

"This matter is easy for me Kogoro Maori." Uncle Maori took a deep breath, closed his eyes and hugged his hands, a faint air of pretense spread across the hall.

Immediately afterwards, the warm applause of the onlookers under the stage hit like waves, and it did not stop for a long time.

Conan's mouth twitched, who had captured all this, "Is it really okay to cheat like this?"

"I suspect that the people below are blind, or they are all the help they got." Guangyou held his hand and looked at the stage indifferently, "but I don't have any evidence."

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