Park football field, back and forth to continue training, Makita can not help but a burst of acid teeth, gradually some students can not love.
"Fake! Come on, master, you can't even fake it? "
Damn it, he seems to understand that this cheap master, apart from shooting and controlling the ball, is almost the same as the ordinary players of the high school football team, and can't reach the level of J League.
It's not good to shoot alone. If you don't occupy and run, you can't even get the ball. Moreover, it's not easy to shoot on the court, and the opponent won't give you a chance to shoot.
"Don't forget the fake action," Gao Cheng said after wiping the sweat. "Teach me the skills of the striker to take the ball."
It's true that there is some distance between proficient football players and professional players. In order to train them, he doesn't rely on his own speed. Only in this way can he know his short board and upgrade football to proficient level.
Moreover, even if his physical fitness is good, it is impossible for him to run from beginning to end on the court. Because of the lack of technology, he still needs to rely on his own speed to cross people, which must be harder than others.
You have to learn how to conserve your strength on the court, run when it's time to run and rest when it's time to rest.
"These things can't be taught for a while and a half," he said bitterly. "Besides, two people can't practice. Master, you'd better teach me how to shoot!"
He can feel that Gao Cheng's shooting is definitely better than those of the J-League predecessors. As long as he learns... No, even if he only learns half of it, it's enough for him to improve greatly. He can not only change the recent downturn, but maybe also surpass Bi Hu.
He is a talented footballer. He has the confidence, but
Who is teaching whom now?
Big brother, it's not a professional football player. What's the use of training? Isn't it good to be a detective?
"I can't teach you. I can practice with you at most," Gao Cheng said without saying, "you are a J-League player..."
"J-League players are in bad condition sometimes," he said with a smile. "That's why I want to ask the master how to control the strength of my feet..."
"Buzz!"
The mobile phone in Gao Cheng's pocket suddenly rings.
"Hello, it's me, the prisoner's letter? OK, I see. I'll be right there
Gao Cheng in the real field doubt eyes through the phone, look serious.
"Sorry, I have something to leave. I'll see you next time."
"Hello," Zhentian Leng said, "that's mine..."
"You just want to prove yourself too much. Why don't you have a good rest? You can try kicking eggs."
Gao Chengbai waved his hand and ran out of the court with a towel.
Just now in practice, he felt that the real field this person does have the level of ACE striker, but the character is a little rough, anxious will lose state.
As for the power control tips
It's just that he knows everything after he reaches the master of swordsmanship. What's the trick? Kick the eggs slowly and calm down.
"A famous detective is a famous detective. I'm so busy," he said, looking at Gao Cheng leaving the park and grabbing his hair. "But is it really useful to kick an egg?"
……
Maori detective office, Mu Mu and his party gathered again. This time, even Sato and Takagi were behind to check the information left by the prisoners.
"Detective Maori, don't think it will be over. More people will witness the explosion and share the horrible time than last time. Detailed instructions will be announced in the future. So, I wish you a good performance..."
"That's what's on the card," murmured murmur. "It should be the prisoner's letter. Just like the message to Maori's brother before, the last sentence is" I wish you a good performance. "When was the card found?"
"This morning," Xiaolan explained, looking at the cautious people, "there are envelopes and parcels in the office's mailbox. As soon as I take them out, I see this card in the mailbox..."
"Can you determine the approximate time when the prisoner dropped the card into the mailbox?"
"Well, I didn't see it when I opened the mailbox yesterday evening. It should have been put in after that."
"Yesterday evening?" Sato and Takaki looked at each other, "in this case, nakagama should not be a prisoner. He has been detained in the detention center and will not be released until this afternoon."
Mu Mu frowned more tightly, and a fat face was covered with clouds.
He always felt led by the nose by the prisoner
"By the way, Xiao Lan," Mu Mu Mu suddenly raised his head and asked, "can you wrap that envelope for us to see?"
"OK," Xiao Lan got up and said, "the package seems to have arrived early this morning. The sender is a fan of Tokyo soul team. There is a tie in it and a thank-you letter to Dad..."
The package is an envelope the size of a paper bag, and the seal is full of overflowing paste. When I pick it up, I accidentally get it.
"But then again, although there is no code in this message, there seems to be some hints," said the white bird research card. "It says that more people will witness the explosion than last time... I think it means that next time he will choose a place where more people will gather to place the bomb."
"More people?" After seeing the envelope, Mu Mu said in a deep voice, "but last time there were about 80000 people gathered in Dongdu football field. Is there any place with more than 80000 people?"“ A concert for 100000 people Chiba said in a startled voice, "the Xiliu stadium concert on December 3 claims to have 100000 people!"“ It turns out that there are 100000 people, "Gao Mu looks at Kogoro Maori alertly." so, Miss Yoko, who has a good personal relationship with Mr. Maori, also attended the concert. "“ Is the prisoner really targeting Maori Mu Mu ponders and touches his chin. He turns to Gao Cheng, who has not spoken all the time. He asks, "brother Chenghu, what do you think?" Gao Cheng is still in a trance. Wen Yan raises his head: "in any case, we still need to further investigate the five people." Depending on the clues and hints given by the prisoner, he is bound to be led by the nose. He does not want to be influenced by the prisoner, but carries out the investigation in his own way. If the prisoner gives all kinds of secret signals and messages, they may be related to the purpose of the prisoner if they are not only used for provocation. For example, hiding his real intention, or creating an alibi for himself... He didn't pay much attention to the analysis made by several police officers just now. Even if Nakaoka Yiya seems to have an alibi, he won't give up his doubts. Of course, the prisoner's message is not useless. On the other hand, you can guess the real intention of the prisoner. Just like the analysis of white bird, the message clearly indicates the place where the bomb was placed. It's easy to see that the prisoners should be able to think that Xiliu stadium will be under close surveillance by the police. In this case, the prisoners just want to suffer. With the protection of the police, it is impossible to plant bombs in Xiliu stadium. On the other hand, the prisoners are sure that the police will associate Xiliu stadium with Xiliu stadium, but in fact, Xiliu stadium is just a cover. The prisoners played a word game in that sentence. More people are seeing the explosion... It doesn't necessarily mean it's only going to explode in one place. That's the only way to think about it. Now it's important to further investigate the five suspects. No matter how they hide or mislead, the real motive will never be wrong... When they left Maori detective agency, they turned their investigation to Xiliu stadium, and re investigated shansen and xiangtian, who sell TV in Japan, because both of them are related to Xiliu concert. The major suspicion falls on shansen, because shansen's mantra is similar to the last sentence in the prisoner's message, which is "I wish you a good performance". Gao Cheng looks back at his uncle by the window on the second floor with a strange look. Other questions are not clear, but judging from the behavior of the prisoners, it is a challenge to the uncle. It seems that the prisoner did it on purpose. He easily played with the uncle and the police... He suddenly wanted to meet the bomber. Want to know whether the other party is really high IQ, or just a coincidence.