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

"Kyogoku Makoto, what a nice name."

"Hmm, Mr. Qi Ming's name is also quite nice."

"Haha, just randomly picked it for fun."

Qi Ming and Makoto Kyogoku were having a harmonious conversation.

However, judging from their tense arms, the two didn't seem to be getting along so well.

"Sister Ran, just who is this Kyogoku Makoto brother?"

Conan stared wide-eyed at the two people shaking hands, his face full of curiosity.

He could tell that both of them were secretly putting in effort.

Such a show of force is not uncommon.

But judging from their appearance, could it be that Qi Ming and Kyogoku Makoto have a grudge?

Judging from their expressions earlier, it's likely that this was their first time meeting.

...No, judging from Qi Ming's previous expression, perhaps he knew about Kyogoku Makoto unilaterally, but Kyogoku Makoto did not know about Qi Ming.

Conan unconsciously reached out and gently tugged at Ran Mouri's sleeve.

The two continued their contest, and Conan felt as if his eyes were playing tricks on him.

He always felt that the air around the two people was on fire, as if an invisible force was burning fiercely.

What's this?

His battle aura was gushing out?

Hearing Conan's question, Ran Mouri bent down, patted Conan's head, and said softly with a smile:

"Conan, I remember telling you before, right? Mr. Makoto Kyogoku is about the same age as us. He's known as the 'Kicking Prince' and is the Japanese Karate Champion!"

"It's said that Mr. Kyogoku Makoto has participated in nearly 400 matches, and he still maintains a winning streak... Hmm, I think I mentioned that to you before?"

Conan couldn't help but twitch his lips after hearing Ran's words.

400 battles without a single defeat?

Wouldn't that mean we could just say this seemingly dull-looking dark-skinned man is the strongest close-combat fighter in all of Japan?

However, Conan soon realized the second half of Ran Mouri's sentence.

"Sister Xiaolan, when will you tell me about him?"

Ran Mouri squinted and gave Conan a dangerous smile.

"Looks like you've forgotten? I used to listen very carefully every time you told me about Sherlock Holmes."

"So it seems you didn't pay any attention when I talked to you about karate~"

Upon hearing this, Conan glanced away and muttered something under his breath.

"I might be interested in Barton techniques..."

"Conan, what are you muttering about?"

"Hehe, it's nothing."

Conan waved his hand with a fake smile, but the smile froze the next second.

What did Xiaolan just say?

I don't think I've told Xiaolan many Sherlock Holmes stories lately, have I?

If we're talking about Shinichi Kudo's era, he did indeed spend a lot of time with Ran...

Conan suddenly tensed up and glanced at Ran Mouri's expression out of the corner of his eye.

Yes, she's smiling, but I always feel like there's something hidden behind that smile.

Gan!

"Ran-neechan, what brings you and Makoto Kyogoku here?"

Sensing the awkward atmosphere, Conan quickly changed the subject.

Ran Mouri's intelligence is now far superior to what it used to be, and she naturally knows that Conan is trying to change the subject.

However, she did not continue to make things difficult for them.

"I went out to play with Sonoko when you guys went out to play too."

Ran Mouri said, patting her chest with a slight tremor as she recalled what had happened a couple of days ago.

"However, a case occurred there, and Sonoko was captured by the criminal. Fortunately, Mr. Kyogoku Makoto was there at the time and defeated the criminal to save us."

Sonoko has been kidnapped? Is it that dangerous?

Conan breathed a sigh of relief, and a hint of gratitude appeared in his eyes as he looked at Makoto Kyogoku's retreating figure.

It's all thanks to Makoto Kyogoku being there, otherwise Ran and the others would probably have been in real danger this time.

If I had been there...

No, I don't seem to be very useful, do I?

Unless your body gets bigger.

After thinking it over, Conan looked down at his pocket again, and the red pill came to mind.

Then, Ran Mouri crouched down and whispered in Conan's ear:

"The reason we came here today is because the owner of this building, Tokiwa Mio, is my father's junior from university. This building is opening next week, and we invited my father to come."

“You know your father’s personality; you always have to keep an eye on him.”

Conan nodded in realization.

"Why did Sonoko-neechan and Kyogoku Makoto-nii come too?"

"That Tokiwa Mio is the eldest daughter of the Tokiwa Group, right? Sonoko was also invited."

Ran Mouri explained, then covered her mouth and chuckled:

"As for Mr. Kyogoku, he was invited by Sonoko. I'll let you in on a little secret: Mr. Kyogoku confessed to Sonoko last time. Although Sonoko hasn't accepted him yet, she's very happy about it."

"Moreover, according to Mr. Makoto Kyogoku, he had seen Sonoko and me at a karate tournament, and he fell in love with Sonoko at first sight."

"what?"

Conan was shocked.

Impossible, absolutely impossible for anyone to fall in love with Sonoko at first sight!

……

On the other side, Qi Ming and Makoto Kyogoku's exchange of hand strength continued.

Makoto Kyogoku frowned, staring intently at Qi Ming.

This is definitely a master!

Although he was only using 6% of his strength, Qi Ming's expression still seemed to indicate that he was in complete control.

After all, he had never used his full strength, not even in the national karate tournament.

At most, it's only 4%.

After all, using too much power could easily kill the opponent, which is not what he wants.

"Mr. Qi Ming, may I ask which school of thought you belong to?"

Kyogoku Makoto continued to increase his strength in accordance with Qi Ming's power, and then slowly spoke.

Since winning the national karate tournament, Makoto Kyogoku has felt like he has lost his goals.

During this time, he traveled in Japan and exchanged and competed with masters from different schools of martial arts, and he was undefeated.

Makoto Kyogoku had already decided to set his sights on the world and travel abroad after taking a break.

But I never expected to run into a master today.

"school?"

Qi Ming was taken aback for a moment, then replied:

"I flow."

Qi Ming doesn't really belong to any particular school of martial arts; the fancy moves he makes are all just empty gestures.

Although the brick flew because of the great force.

My style? Is it a style of its own?

Kyogoku Makoto looked at the two people holding hands. He had already used 7% of his strength, but he didn't expect Qi Ming to be so relaxed!

A fierce fighting spirit flashed in Makoto Kyogoku's eyes; he was getting fired up.

This is a worthy opponent!

"I wonder if Mr. Qi Ming would have the opportunity to exchange skills with me?"

"Right on my mind."

I have received an invitation from Makoto Kyogoku to spar.

Victory in the challenge: Randomly obtain 1 of the opponent's moves (the reward is unlimited; as long as the sparring is successful again, you can still obtain a unique random move).

Challenge failed: Transform into a dog for 2 hours (fixed penalty for this sparring partner)

As soon as Qi Ming answered, the system's voice immediately rang in his mind.

Qi Ming raised an eyebrow.

What is a challenge?

He's the real challenger!

However, Qi Ming now understands the true workings of this leaderboard.

It seems that as long as you challenge the opponent and succeed, you can obtain their moves and skills.

Not bad. Although being strong enough to make bricks fly is good, being cool is the most important thing.

only……

Qi Ming looked at the punishment for failing the challenge and fell into deep thought.

He wanted it.

He was very curious about what it would be like to be a dog!