Chapter 285 Give the boss a backstab...

Jiang Xia had some impressions of this stadium, but when she saw the three classmates, she felt more at ease.

If it was really the case in his memory, then today, murderous intent or ghosts might be picked up here—two gunmen were mixed into the venue. The gangster planned to randomly kill a passerby at the end of the game and ruin the reputation of the Japanese TV station responsible for it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Xia's eyes began to scan around the cameras, looking for today's target.

 In my impression, one of the gangsters happened to be the mole of the TV station—he controlled a camera.

 …

 If you are just looking for people, you will need a telescope to see clearly in such a large venue.

But what Jiang Xia is looking for is a person with murderous aura. As long as the murderous aura is not too thin, it is not difficult for Jiang Xia to notice the target - it is like picking out a matchstick from a pile of matchsticks. Like a fat match covered in black cotton. The two are very different in form.

Nearly a minute later, Jiang Xia's eyes suddenly focused on one spot, and a hint of hidden happiness flashed in her eyes.

found it.

The attacker with murderous intent was indeed a television cameraman.

At this time, the insider photographer was standing in the shadow of the venue, adjusting the machine in front of him, collecting useful information for himself and his accomplices.

 At this time, the first team scored first, which happened to be the team supported by Asami Endo.

She was about to wave excitedly, but suddenly remembered that she had not yet figured out which side Jiang Xia supported. If the two of them were on the opposite side, today would be half the result with twice the result...

Thinking like this, Asami Endo stopped dangerously, changed the direction of her raised hand, and smoothed her hair softly.

 At the same time, she used this action to turn her head and look at Jiang Xia covertly.

However, amid the enthusiastic cheers of the entire stadium, Jiang Xia was not looking at the stadium anymore, but was looking diagonally to the side intently.

Asami Endo immediately realized that that was not where Mao Lilan and the others were.

 What did the little boy notice again?

She followed Jiang Xia's line of sight with confusion and curiosity, and happened to see a woman wearing shorts and two straight and slender legs walking by calmly in the aisle over there.

 Asami Endo: “…”

The corners of her eyes twitched, and she silently stared at the two long legs that were dazzlingly white in the sun. Then she lowered her head and glanced at her elegant long skirt. She took a deep breath and clenched her fists: It's okay. I just like looking at legs. She also likes to see human nature, it's normal, this is normal...

What a ghost!

Having not seen each other for a while, has that indifferent and cool little boy turned into a mediocre person who is interested in **** and values ​​his legs more than his temperament? ? What has this society done to students who are ignorant of the world? Asami Endo held her face silently, her pupils shaking.

 At the same time, he thought unyieldingly, she...her legs are also very beautiful! I just don’t bother to use such a tacky way to attract people... Well, on the way here, I saw new fashion clothes in the window of a fashion store. It was the kind of design that exposed the legs but was not vulgar... No, no matter whether the design is vulgar or not, Now her ideas are vulgar! You can't do this! However, it is not wrong to occasionally show your strengths...

Jiang Xia remembered the location of the murderous aura and looked back.

 Then I suddenly noticed that the senior sister next to me had a strange look on her face.

He followed Asami Endo's line of sight and found that she was looking at the skirt on her body with a scary look, so he also looked at it carefully and found that there was a little dust on the hem of the senior sister's skirt.

Jiang Xia suddenly understood that someone might have accidentally stepped on the corner of her skirt when she entered the venue just now.

But this kind of stain can just be washed at home. Why does she look like she is fighting with herself in her heart... Could it be that Sister Asami has mysophobia, and it is difficult for her to "wash her skirt at home" and "continue" at this time? Choosing between "watching your favorite football game"? But when she sat down, I didn't see her wiping the stool extra...    Jiang Xia started thinking reflexively.

 Then gave up thinking after half a second.

What are you thinking about? There is no murderous intent on the senior sister's skirt, and there are no ghosts on her legs.

Let’s think about how to sneak past as naturally as possible and capture the murderous aura.

After all, this is a venue with tens of thousands of people sitting. It feels a bit arrogant to just go and drag the gangster away in front of everyone... I don’t know if the photographer will have a rest after a game. Even if I don’t take turns, I will always go to the bathroom a few times.

Jiangxia feels very hopeful.

 …

At this time, next to the camera in the distance, the ghost photographer pressed his earphone and secretly made a call.

 He threatened the director to focus the camera on a certain place, and then asked his accomplice to shoot nearby and shoot through a football on the ground. In this way, he tells the director that he has a gun in his hand and may kill someone during the live broadcast at any time.

Afterwards, he threatened the director and asked him to prepare 50 million in cash and not to stop the game or make any announcements. Otherwise, aim at the auditorium and shoot randomly.

By coincidence, the place where the accomplices shot happened to be near Conan and Mao Lilan.

　　The gunfire was drowned out by the loud noise, but Conan saw the strangely bouncing football below, which was even more strangely leaking.

He was startled, immediately jumped into the plastic field, and soon dug out a warhead from the ground.

 …

The director who received the threatening call agreed to the kidnapper's request, turned around and secretly called the police.

The Mu Mu Police Department arrived quickly and asked for details.

 But the director was afraid of offending the gangsters and did not dare to send anyone to the shooting location to check.

The Mumu Police Department had to first confirm with him whether it was a prank, but suddenly heard a voice from behind: "Someone did fire a gun. I found a 7.62-caliber bullet near the deflated football, made in Russia - that The gun was probably Tokarev."

When the police officer heard the sound, he turned around and saw a kid who was no taller than his legs. The corner of his eye twitched: "You know a lot..."

Mao Lilan, who accompanied him out, also looked down at Conan, with some surprise in his eyes.

Conan froze slightly, then quickly smiled dryly and skillfully shook off the blame: "Haha, that... Brother Jiang Xia told me!"

Mumu Police Department took the bullet in his hand and murmured in a low voice: "How can you tell this to a child? Why is Jiang Xia studying a gun? He has no use for it."

Conan continued to smile and act cute. He smiled for a second and suddenly remembered something.

He tugged at the hem of Mumu Police Department's clothes, and in a child's innocent voice, he followed what he just said: "Actually, it wasn't Brother Jiang Xia who did the research, it was the boss of his detective agency who told him, and that boss had a gun on him!"

Conan still remembered the fake head in the trunk not long ago - when Amuro opened the trunk, he was holding a gun.

 (End of this chapter)