Out-of-control players in the world of Detective Conan

Chapter 112 What a murderous football!

There was silence.

A moment later, one of the audience members remembered something and suddenly raised his hand excitedly and shouted.

"I...I get it! This shot is called the Light Strike! I've seen this move before!"

"I remember a professional tennis player once used this move in a match and sent his opponent to the ICU with a single shot, winning the world tennis championship!"

"I never imagined that this move could be used even with a soccer ball, it's amazing!"

The crowd looked at the audience member's location with confusion, then suddenly realized that the voice sounded somewhat familiar.

It seems this is the same person who shouted "spinning snake ball" before.

However, with such an expert around, the other audience members happily cheered along.

"Light Shot! Light Shot!"

"Kiiling! Killing!"

On the court, the players of Big Osaka all looked at the damaged wall, their legs inexplicably trembling.

They are professional players who love football.

But now they genuinely feel that playing football is a dangerous sport.

What would happen if that ball hit me?

Will this ruin my football career and lead to spending the rest of my life in the ICU?

They're here to play ball, not to risk their lives!

"Tsk, that went wide. It didn't hit anyone. If it had hit, it would have scored!"

Qi Ming's slightly helpless voice reached the ears of the player closest to him, who was immediately stunned.

What?! You actually intended to kick that ball at someone just now?!

"Um, Mr. Killing, do you not quite understand the rules of football?"

"I'm not asking you to kick people, I'm asking you to kick the ball into the goal."

"Huh?" Qi Ming scratched his head in confusion. "Of course I understand this rule."

"I always feel like there are some hidden rules."

That's right.

He always felt that a lingering memory in his mind was telling him this.

If you injure your opponent with the ball, they will be unable to continue the game, and you will win!

A ball game is a game of hitting people!

If you can smash the ball into your opponent's face until he can't get up again, then you've won!

On top of the stands.

Qi Ming's friends and family were so surprised their eyes almost popped out.

Ai Haibara is a little better, after all, she's an alien.

Although it's outrageous, it's not unacceptable.

Superman seems to have immense strength when he comes to Earth, which is normal.

On one side, Ayumi Mitsuhiko Genta also stared at Qi Ming in disbelief, and after a while, they murmured in unison:

"Chinese football is really strong, even their singers are this good..."

As for Conan, he felt that Qi Ming's shot...

So unscientific!

Upon seeing the collapsed wall, his eyes widened so much they almost popped out.

Is that human being!

Who plays football with the force of a missile?!

With that kind of kicking power, it feels like it could smash a meteorite, right?

Hmm~ I'll go back and ask Professor Agasa if I can add a gear to my shoes too.

Even if the kick doesn't hit the prisoner, it will probably terrify them.

Oh, right, I almost forgot, I need to ask Professor Agasa to adjust the anesthetic effect of the injection.

In case he encounters Qi Ming committing a crime again, he won't appear so helpless.

In an office somewhere in Beika Town, Kogoro Mouri inexplicably yawned.

In the field.

The referee stared blankly at the damaged ground for a long while before blowing his whistle.

"...Killing team scores, the score is now 0-1. Should the game continue?"

The referee stammered as he announced the score, and just as he was wondering how to handle the outcome, the voice of a staff member from Nichiri TV came through his earpiece.

The referee breathed a sigh of relief and blew the final whistle.

"I'm sorry, but the venue has been damaged, so this exhibition match is now over. Thank you everyone!"

……

competition is over.

The exhibition match was decided by a single goal, a last-minute winner.

Although the match only lasted for a dozen seconds, it was still a success for Nichiri TV.

Because Qi Ming's reputation as a side professional had truly taken off.

The various media outlets present have already begun frantically writing reports.

Even the space that should have belonged to the Emperor's Cup was taken up by Qi Ming.

Killing, the man who carries the future of football.

[A world-class player who mistakenly became a singer—who exactly is this man?]

[Shocking! A world-class football player has switched careers to become a singer. Is this a distortion of humanity or a decline in morality?]

Although the effect was very good, I still feel that the promotional point was a bit off.

……

Outside the National Stadium.

Qi Ming leaned on the railing and sighed helplessly.

Well, that's great, they started playing with a ball and ended up playing with a ball.

I should have restrained my strength.

It's not fun, not fun at all.

"Wow, it's Mr. Killing! Mr. Killing, could you please sign your name?"

Occasionally, passersby would spot Qi Ming and approach him with delighted smiles, asking for autographs and photos.

Qi Ming raised an eyebrow.

It's fun, and it's fun again now.

Beside Qi Ming.

Seeing Qi Ming suddenly break into a smile, Ai Haibara rubbed her forehead, somewhat unable to look.

It seems like this has always been his personality from the very beginning—playful.

Although the things he likes to do are quite different from what ordinary people do.

After a while, when the crowd dispersed and went their separate ways, Bu Mei and the others came up to Qi Ming and asked him a question.

"Brother Qi Ming, we're going to Mihua Park later, do you want to come?"

Going to the park, isn't that the most boring form of entertainment?

Qi Ming glanced at Ai Haibara.

"Ai, do you want to go?"

Ai Haibara shook her head. "No need. I want to go back and rest."

Hearing Ai Haibara say that, Qi Ming feigned regret and said to the three children:

"As you can see, we should go back now."

The two did not linger and turned to leave.

But then the voices of the three children suddenly rang out again.

"What a pity, there were so many activities at the park today."

"Yeah, I heard there are a lot of stalls set up, like balloon popping and ring toss games."

Qi Ming paused, looking down at Ai Haibara.

"Ai, do you really not want to go?"

Ai Haibara could tell what Qi Ming was thinking just by looking at his expression, and she sighed.

"Let's go take a look. We're just idling at home anyway."

Qi Ming chuckled.

I had no choice but to go this time.

"Come on, today your brother will take you to teach those young small business owners a lesson, and we'll go get our stock."

"...You're so awesome!"

Ai Haibara squinted at Qi Ming.

However, after Qi Ming turned around, her expression relaxed, and she unconsciously smiled as she looked at Qi Ming's back.

This New Year was probably the most unforgettable few days of her life.

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