Chapter 1002

"Mr. Maori, I've heard a lot about him." the middle-aged man didn't have the enthusiasm of super fans. He was very calm after seeing uncle Maori. He took out his mobile phone from his arms and said, "I'd like to invite you to have a look at this photo anyway..."

"Look at the pictures?"

Uncle Maori unknowingly took over the middle-aged man's mobile phone. In the photo is a little boy running on the green field.

"This is..."

"It's my son Zhishi," the middle-aged man looked at Maori with a complicated look. "Please look at the other photos, too."

"Oh, yes."

Uncle flicks the photo to browse the next one. It's still a little boy. It can be seen that it's a juvenile football match.

"He looks like he's having a good time," he said, looking at the middle-aged man. "Is your son here today?"

"Oh no," the middle-aged man shook his head. "In fact, my son died of illness in August this year. Zhishi's health has not been very good, and the doctor has forbidden him to engage in strenuous exercise..."

"What are these pictures?"

"Because he wants to play football anyway, I will ask the coach to let him join the team. These photos are the only game that the coach kindly asked him to participate in..."

"Even the moment the goal was taken, the kid seems to have played very well," he said, looking up at the last picture. "After all, why do you want me to see these pictures?"

"It's nothing," the middle-aged man apologized, putting away his mobile phone. "I just want you to see the proof that Zhishi was alive... I'm sorry to make the atmosphere stiff, so I'll leave first."

"Oh..." Uncle Zheng Zheng watched the middle-aged man walk away.

"J League players, the second half of the program is about to start, please go to the B area to meet..."

With a broadcast in the sports park, Gao Cheng drinks a bottle of coke and walks towards the crowd at the ball court. When he passes a young man with a horsetail, Gao Cheng can't help looking at the young man's depressed and sad look.

It looks like a player, but it's not a J-League player

"It's true, ah Cheng," Yuanzi called angrily, "where are you? Just now, the J-League players finally came here... "

"I went to the bathroom." Gao Cheng also saw many football players leaving.

Most of them are members of the Tokyo soul team and Osaka flying feet team. Some of them are familiar with the Tokyo team's Hideo Akaki and Zhicun, and Osaka team's Bihu

A Osaka player named yuanteng also taught Conan an arc free kick before he left.

Because he is familiar with advanced football, he is not too unfamiliar with these people, but he is not familiar with them, because in the past, he did not pay much attention to football matches, and his knowledge of J-League was not even as good as that of several children.

He's more interested in baseball than football, and now he's the number one celebrity in Kabuki.

"That man is a miracle forward, Yiya nakagama," Conan noticed Gao Cheng's gaze at the horsetail youth, which would explain in a low voice. "He won the national championship three years ago. He was originally determined to join the soul team, and he was also regarded as the future ace. It was only his bicycle accident one month after the championship, Then he disappeared from football

"I didn't ask..."

Gao Cheng calmly looks at Conan like an encyclopedia.

This guy always knows a lot

"By the way," Xiao AI asked Gao Cheng, holding his arm on the side, "did you say you wanted to watch the J-League with us? There will be a match between Tokyo and Osaka next week

"Next week?"

Gao Cheng opened his mouth.

He just wanted to watch the J-League final, but the match between Tokyo and Osaka was really hard, and

Facing the sight of Xiao AI and the garden, Gao Cheng swallowed his saliva and said, "of course, work can be done first."

"Great!" "Yuanzi said happily," so I can buy tickets at ease, and then everyone will cheer for the competitors! "

"Hello, sister Yuanzi," Yuan Tai's children said sensitively, "where are you from? Why cheer Osaka? "

Yuanzi forked his waist and looked at the children fiercely: "of course, I'm on the side of Tokyo team, but it doesn't matter to cheer on the competitors. Aren't we all fans of Bihu?"

Gao Cheng held his forehead in secret.

It seems that there are only Xiao AI and Yuan Zi who are fans of Bihu. Conan doesn't count. This guy likes almost all the ace players.

"Hello, Chenghu," Conan didn't talk back to Yuanzi. He turned to Gao Cheng and asked, "which fan are you?"

"I only like female singers." Gao Cheng responded.

"It's not Yoko again, is it?" Conan looked at the silly yawning uncle on the other side.

"Hello, detective Chenghu," the daily TV staff around the uncle exaggeratedly grabs Gao Cheng's hands. "I'm shansen, director of the sports intelligence bureau of daily TV. I'm so moved to see the famous detective Chenghu. Please let me and Zhang Ying know!"

"Oh, hello." Gao Cheng didn't feel much, but Uncle Maori's smile froze behind him. With the same routine and the same expression, this guy named shansen changed his face too quickly and rebelled all of a sudden... "This is xiangtian Xun, a photojournalist who sells daily news," said a short haired female reporter introduced by shansen. "He used to run the social line, but this year he was transferred to the sports line."“ Hello, "the reporter with short hair stares at Gao Cheng with burning eyes." I've long wanted to meet detective Chenghu. Are you interested in an exclusive interview? "“ But I'm not a player either... "What about the story of detective and J-League players? I heard that the case of the elder than the protector was solved by detective Chenghu. "“ A Chengcai doesn't have time for any special interview, "Yuanzi guarded Gao Cheng warily and said to the short haired female reporter," don't make any wrong ideas! "“ "Ah?" The reporter with short hair was a little at a loss“ That's about it, "Gao Cheng said politely." I don't have any special relationship with the J-League players. At most, I just know Bihu. "“ Well, I'm sorry. " The reporter with short hair shrugged at shansen helplessly. J-League player fan is a detective. It should be good material, but it doesn't seem to work In the evening, after returning home from the rice flower Sports Park, Gao Cheng received several entrustment calls, and there were new private messages on the website. At the end of the year, it was a busy time for business, just because he promised to go to watch the J-League, some entrustments could only be pushed off first. Fortunately, he only needed to watch the match between Dongjing and Osaka. It's Sunday, November 20, and it's not a long time from the date of the performance in mihuading... In a word, Xiaoai is still considering whether to participate in the performance. If Xiaoai withdraws, the choice of guitarist is a big problem. It's not just because Xiao AI has outstanding ability, but if he is replaced temporarily, he will not have time to cooperate with the practice... Shaking his head, Gao Cheng puts down the work of Yuanzi band for the time being and continues to deal with the work. If it doesn't work, he will be able to do it again. Just now he has learned the guitar and has the foundation of a piano master. It's easy for him to improve the level of other musical instruments. Gao Cheng quickly arranges his work schedule and stretches to look out the window at the night scene. There is no sound of siren. It's a quiet night. Wait a minute. What's wrong with the J-League?