"Referee, timeout!"

Echizen Ryoma raised his hands. After getting the referee's permission, he first picked up the mobile phone that was almost broken into pieces on the ground and walked to the side of the court.

"Just give it to me." Sakata Hikaru saw his intention, stretched out his hand to take it, and asked with concern: "Is your wound okay?"

"fine."

Echizen Ryoma raised his arm and wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve. A girl with pigtails immediately rushed over and carefully put a band-aid on him.

The little girl's eyes were full of distress, but Echizen Ryoma ignored it. He looked at Sakata Hikaru and asked: "Did you save me just now?"

"No, you are my young master." Sakata Hikaru turned around and pointed at Kitahara Sosuke, who had sat down again in the stands.

The young man looked at Kitahara Sosuke seriously with a pair of amber cat eyes, his face expressionless, and he bowed deeply in his direction.

His teammate, a young man named Momoro Takeshi, ran into the field, picked up the broken tennis racket, looked at the sharp stubble and exclaimed: "Wow, it's already broken like this!"

Momoshiro Takeshi raised his voice and shouted: "Echizen, I'll put the bad racket in your bag!"

"Momojo-senpai, please help me get a spare racket by the way!" Echizen Ryoma said.

"Okay~" Takeshi Momoro responded cheerfully.

The girl with pigtails, Ryuzaki Sakurano, looked at him worriedly. She wanted to stop him but couldn't say anything. Echizen Ryoma had already taken the spare racket and walked back to the court. Holding the racket in both hands, he bowed slightly and was ready to go.

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"The game, let's start again!"

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Sakata Hikaru returned to the stand, pulled out the card from his mobile phone, and then inserted Kitahara Sosuke's phone card into it. After restarting the phone, he handed it over with both hands and said: "Young Master, can you use my mobile phone first?"

"Thank you."

As soon as Kithara Sosuke took it over, his cell phone rang.

The caller was Kamino Higashi.

"Young Master, the call was suddenly interrupted just now. What happened?" Shenye Dong asked solemnly, as if he would kill at any time.

"A child was almost hit by a racket, so I threw my phone out to block it." Sosuke Kitahara explained, and then added: "I'm sorry for making you worry."

Kamino Higashi breathed a sigh of relief. You must know that he had just imagined the scene of Kitahara Sosuke lying in a pool of blood in various postures. His murderous appearance made other people in the house afraid to approach. At this moment, while restraining his momentum, he

Push the knife back into the cane.

On the phone, Kamino Higashi smiled gently and said, "It's good that nothing happened... By the way, how was the game?"

"Very good. But I have a question..."

"What?"

"Kamino, is America's tennis skills... very poor?" Kitahara Sosuke asked hesitantly. He has never paid attention to the sports level of various countries in the world - is it very different from the situation in the previous life?

"How is that possible?" Kamino Higashi couldn't help but laugh out loud: "The United States has always been a powerful country in tennis. The U.S. Tennis Open is second only to Wimbledon in influence and is one of the tennis Grand Slam events."

"Is it better than Japan?" Kitahara Sosuke confirmed again.

"Of course." Kanye Dong said firmly.

——So, the strength of Echizen Ryoma must have been weakened, right? After four consecutive victories in the United States, he repeatedly fell into hard battles in Japan, and even seemed to have been beaten 6-0.

A bit miserable.

"Okay, that's okay. By the way, Kamino, prepare a new mobile phone for me."

"OK."

Hang up the phone and continue watching the game. Of course, what Sosuke Kitahara focuses on is Echizen Ryoma.

The game was still in a stalemate, or in other words, Echizen Ryoma was at a disadvantage. He still had not overcome the problem of muscle paralysis, and the racket even fell out of hand again.

"Are you okay? Tezuka?" Echizen Ryoma's teammates couldn't help but said: "If what happened just now happens again..."

"Don't worry." Seigaku's captain Tezuka Kunimitsu said calmly, obviously very confident in Echizen Ryoma.

Kitahara Sosuke couldn't help but glance at the "young man" wearing glasses.

——Another precocious teenager like Ini Sadaharu. Although he should only be fourteen or fifteen years old, he looks like a social elite in his twenties and thirties.

I remember that in his previous life, when he first watched this anime, he was very unfamiliar with Japanese. The name "Tezuka" always sounded to him as "Tie Ziga". Even now, this substitution is still in his mind.

The score in the new round quickly reached 40-0.

Echizen Ryoma's classmates already felt that they were about to fail, but the young man still had a confident expression on his face, and his eyes were so bright that it was hard to look directly at him.

In contrast, his opponent always had a gloomy feeling. When he was serving, he saw Echizen's friends cheering for him and worrying about him. The player was still muttering: "It's great, I got it."

You get the sympathy of the audience, but that’s the only thing you can get..."

"Hey, I'm sorry to interrupt your soliloquy, but can you serve the ball quickly?" Echizen Ryoma said provocatively.

The opponent's face instantly turned ugly and he immediately hit the ball.

"I don't like your up and down moves." Echizen Ryoma said while fighting back: "But, I just discovered two of your tactical weaknesses!"

"What?!"

"Have you ever used this move against a second-sword player?"

Echizen Ryoma said and quickly changed his hand when catching the ball. His dominant hand is his left hand, but he can beat ordinary players 6-0 with his right hand.

The yellow ball drew an arc in the air.

"40-15!"

"This is the first weakness!" Echizen Ryoma said, and he used the angle and direction to make the opponent only hit side spin instead of up and down spin, completely breaking the muscle paralysis trick.

——Of course, Kitahara Sosuke couldn't see this at all. He had to listen to Inui Sadaharu who was standing nearby to explain to his juniors before he knew what was going on. He only saw Echizen Ryoma successfully counterattacking again and again, and the scores were gradually catching up.

Super, the atmosphere among the onlookers around seemed to become aroused.

The point is, Echizen Ryoma, who cracked the opponent's trick, provoked his opponent by saying, "Hey, what's wrong? You can't hit the topspin ball when your opponent was getting frustrated?"

The opponent's player was clumsy and tried his best to counterattack, but after his strongest move was restrained, he was completely unable to save the situation, and ultimately lost the game completely.

"The game is over! Seigaku Echizen wins!"

The audience burst into loud cheers.

Echizen Ryoma put the racket on his shoulder and finally smiled.

Looking at his high-spirited look, Kitahara Sosuke finally remembered why he liked this kid so much in the first place.

Among the many anime he has watched, many of the protagonists seem to come from the same template - passionate, kind, clumsy. Sometimes the protagonist is obviously very strong, but usually behaves like a loser, such as someone with silver hair, someone with a bald head, etc.

.

Echizen Ryoma is different. He is talented, so he is arrogant, proud, and full of confidence. He even often makes arrogant remarks, such as the famous saying "You are still far away!"

Being his opponent would definitely make him vomit blood, but as a bystander, he felt that such a person was really dazzling.

Players from both sides lined up and stood on both sides of the net, listening to the referee announce the result, bowing, and greeting each other. Hikari Sakata was so excited, as if he was the winner, and applauded vigorously with other spectators.

Kitahara Sosuke smiled, clapped his hands twice, and his cell phone suddenly rang again.

"Moxi Moxi?"

"Aosuke, it's me." A heavy voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Officer Narazawa?"

"Yes." Nara Sawaji leaned in the phone booth, holding the phone and said, "That person is dead."

"Who?" Kitahara Sosuke's ears were filled with the cheers of the crowd, and his thoughts had not yet returned.

Nara Sawaharu said: "Hamano Toshiya."

This name was like a bolt of lightning, instantly pulling Kitahara Sosuke out of the peaceful and friendly youth competition. He took the phone and left the stands, lowering his voice and saying: "Dead?"

"Yes." Nara Sawaharu's voice sounded very tired: "This morning, he was driving in a car accident on a mountain road and died on the spot."

"Accident or...?"

"There is no problem with the car. The alcohol content in his blood was very high. It is speculated that he was in a very serious state of drunkenness when driving." Nara Sawaharu said: "It has been determined that the accident was caused by drunk driving. To be honest, if

If you hadn't asked me to keep an eye on this person before, I wouldn't have suspected this accident."

"Do you know who the person who drank with him before was?" Kitahara Sosuke asked.

"I know what you mean. But even for that woman, we have no way to prove that she deliberately induced Hamano Toshiya to drive drunk. That was an adult male, and all his actions can be said to be of his own volition.

Nara Sawaharu said: "Aosuke, if she really caused this accident...then this is a perfect crime."

Kithara Sosuke was silent.

To be honest, when they separated, he knew that this day would come sooner or later. But he couldn't keep an eye on Tanaka Takakie all day long, so he could only ask the police to pay more attention.

To put it bluntly, Hamano Toshiya is not someone who must be saved. His death can be regarded as his own fault. Kitahara Sosuke did not feel any touch. But just listening to the voice, he knew that the conscientious police officer should now

Very uncomfortable.

Knowing clearly who the criminal is and how she committed the crime, but unable to arrest or prosecute her, is probably the most infuriating and powerless thing for a police officer.

"One more thing - after I found out that Toshiya Hamano was dead, I wanted to find out the situation from Takahisa Tanaka. But I found...she was probably missing." Nara Sawaharu continued.

"Missing?" Kitahara Sosuke didn't understand.

Now that he has designed the perfect crime, it is Tanaka Takakie's style to stay at home and prepare to deal with the police. If he suddenly absconds, wouldn't it mean that there is no silver in this place?

"Yes... I'm not sure yet, but there is no one in her home. When I left, I found Tanaka Takahisa's mobile phone and social (health) insurance card in the trash can in front of her house. There was no one there.

She would throw these things into the trash can for no reason, but I don’t know if she left on her own...or was taken away by someone."

"It should be the latter." Kitahara Sosuke said: "Based on what I know about her, after killing someone, she might pretend to be innocent or laugh at the police, but she would never run away in a hurry."

"Really? I think so too." Nara Sawaharu rubbed his forehead to relieve sleepiness: "In short, I will ask my colleagues to help check her whereabouts. If there is any progress, I will contact you."

"Okay... thank you for your hard work." Kitahara Sosuke paused and then added: "Pay attention to rest."

When he hung up the phone, Kitahara Sosuke had already walked out of the park. Hikaru Sakata, who hurriedly followed him, looked at his face and asked: "Young Master, what happened?"

"That's probably what happens when someone you know turns into an evil spirit, right?" Kitahara Sosuke said softly with a bit of regret.

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"Echizen, I'm sorry for what happened just now. Are you okay? But you can't blame me. I know you must have hurt yourself intentionally! Absolutely! I'm sure it was intentional... I don't care..."

The opponent who almost caused Echizen Ryoma to hurt his eye came over and was apologizing, but gradually turned into a series of negative thoughts.

"Fukaji!" the captain next to him said in a serious tone.

"I'm sorry." The player named Fukasa apologized decisively.

"nothing."

Echizen Ryoma lowered the brim of his hat and walked past them, looking around.

The classmates from school gathered around: "That's great! Echizen!"

"Congratulations, Ryoma!"

"You are so awesome!"

Echizen Ryoma responded casually and walked over, still looking everywhere.

He wanted to find the person who saved him and solemnly thanked him again, but he heard Ryuzaki Sakurano behind him say: "Well... Ryoma-kun, are you looking for the person in black?"

"Yes." Echizen Ryoma turned around and looked at her.

"But that person has already left!" Ryuzaki Sakurano said: "He left as soon as the game ended."

"Left?" Echizen Ryoma asked, "Does anyone know who he is? Or what his name is?"

The friends around shook their heads in unison.

"Yeah?"

Echizen Ryoma looked in the direction of the exit.
Chapter completed!