Oritis in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 83 The Red Omen That Triggered the Crisis

On this day, after school, everyone was on their way to discuss the soccer championship final between Tokyo Spirits and Big Osaka at 4pm the next day.

"Come to think of it, Alice, I've never heard of what kind of sports you like to watch." Ayumi asked the little girl excitedly.

"Well, for me, I usually watch rugby and cricket the most," the little girl said after a moment's thought. "Sometimes I even watch them every day."

"The competition isn't held every day, so how can I watch it every day?"

"Maybe he's watching the video over and over again."

"Could it be that Alice likes both sports so much?"

Little girl: “…”

[Striker: Yes, rugby is the best sport in the world.]

[Bartender: Just brag. Who was the last person who pulled half a ball to protect someone and ended up hitting the wall?]

[Artist: I seem to remember that Miss Galatea was the supervisor in that game.]

[Prisoner: That's right. Not long after the game started, I got hit by a sword and he immediately started attacking. As a result, after he hit the wall, he took damage from two statues and instantly disintegrated.]

[Bartender: William, you are such a loser.]

[Forward: It was just an accident! I just wanted to give it a try!]

[Mechanic: I've told you so many times not to use five machines, but you never listen.]

[Composer: This symptom is not unique to me.]

[Hitter: I don't think it's that exaggerated. I only come to OB after I've repaired a machine.]

[Toy Merchant: But Gangi, you value your ball more than your life. Last time, you even used a flywheel to pick up the ball.]

[Postman: It's a pity that Mr. Jack stepped on the ball in the end.]

[Batter: Without the ball, I'm a blank slate.]

[Perfumer: This brings me to Jock, that guy who likes to drive a black car. Last time in the basement, I finally managed to escape, but he sent me back with a rocket.]

[Crying Clown: Isn't this the wrong direction...]

[Novelist: And Norton, you are a master of de-erasing.]

[Explorer: Oxygen Face, would you like to explain why you put the supervision on my face?]

[Doctor: Please be quiet for a moment and stop making noise.]

Just as Yuantai was complaining that he had to go to the dentist to have a rotten tooth removed tomorrow and hoped that tomorrow would never come, a kind-looking old man passed by them.

"Don't say that. Tomorrow should be full of hope, especially for children like you."

"Uncle, who are you?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm just a retired uncle with nothing to do, and I happened to pass by here." The old man's name is Shirota Kyozo, and he is an old man who has retired a long time ago.

"So, uncle, do you have anything fun to do tomorrow?"

Then the old man began to talk incessantly about his schedule for tomorrow. There were indeed many things to look forward to.

While the old man was speaking, a thief rushed out and snatched his wallet. The summer lottery tickets in his hand were also scattered.

Conan chased the thief decisively and used a football to force him to abandon his wallet and run away. Others helped the old man pick up the lottery tickets scattered on the ground.

The old man checked and found nothing was missing. Ayumi also noticed a photo sticker on the old man's glasses case. The old man said that this was his granddaughter, and that the glasses case was also chosen by his granddaughter, and it was his most precious treasure.

Strangely, when several people asked the old man where his granddaughter was studying, the old man said he didn't remember.

To thank everyone, the old man decided to treat everyone to dessert.

In the cake shop, the old man expressed his anticipation for the match between the two famous players in tomorrow's football match, which surprised everyone because both players could not play due to accidents.

Although the old man had been talking to everyone in a very optimistic manner, the little girl still sensed something was wrong.

"Conan, this old man is very strange. I always feel that there are other emotions hidden under his smile." The little girl whispered to Conan.

Huiyuan: "I feel the same way."

Conan: "I understand."

So, when mentioning the ending of the detective film to be broadcast tomorrow, Conan deliberately said that he knew who the murderer was.

The three little ones hurriedly said that they didn't want to hear spoilers, but the old man was eager to know the truth, which made Conan more certain of his guess.

In the evening, the old man said goodbye to everyone and left.

"What an incredible uncle." Yuantai exclaimed.

Mitsuhiko also sighed: "Yes, I am really full of hope for tomorrow."

The little girl refuted their views: "No, this state is too strange, it's like treating the last day of my life..."

"No way, that old man has clearly made so many arrangements for tomorrow's itinerary." The three little ones obviously didn't believe it.

"No, Alice's feeling is right. We must catch up with that old man quickly." Conan said.

In the evening, the old man, after drinking, was listening to the announcement of the tram arriving at the station, holding the glasses case picked out by his granddaughter in his hand, as if he had made up his mind.

Just as he was about to take that step, Conan's voice rang out beside him: "It's going to hurt."

"If you get hit by a tram."

The tram whizzed past the old man.

"He's trying to get his life insurance policy to raise money for his granddaughter's surgery."

"There are many ways to raise money. There is no need to choose such an extreme path." The little girl advised.

"There's no other way. This is the only solution I can think of to pay for such a huge surgery fee." The old man collapsed on the ground, crying bitterly.

"Uncle, you bought a lot of lottery tickets, maybe you can win the prize." Mitsuhiko and Genta also persuaded.

"That's impossible. How could one person win the 100 million yuan jackpot twice in a row?"

Then the old man said that he had won the lottery last month, but he didn’t know where the lottery ticket went.

With Conan's help, the few of them successfully deduced that the lottery ticket should be in the old man's glasses case.

The old man who found the lottery ticket turned his worry into joy, laughed loudly, thanked a few people and left.

"Hey, Alice, you seemed very excited just now. What happened?" On the way back, Conan asked the little girl with some confusion.

"Well... because I've seen a lot of people like that."

"For various reasons, people's faith can collapse in an instant, and they can do horrible things."

"You've seen a lot of people like this? How is that possible?"

"It's true." The little girl frowned.

"Huh?" A drop of sweat ran down Conan's forehead.

"Someone who had endured years of bullying committed a massacre after a malicious act of disfigurement."

"Someone was slandered by rumors and was said to be the source of the plague. In the end, she really took revenge on all those who hurt her with the plague called death."

"There are also people who watched their adoptive mothers being tortured, and when they rescued her, they discovered that she had lost her mind. They decided to kill anyone who dared to get close to her, just to prevent her from being hurt again."

"If only someone could be nicer to them, these tragedies wouldn't have happened."

"Well, these should be what you saw in the manuscript written by Uncle Orpheus after collecting materials. After all, these things are really a bit horrifying." Conan was a little unconvinced by these rumors that sounded a bit scary.

"...Yeah." The little girl wiped her tears. "I'm going home now. See you tomorrow."

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