[So it is the grouse that survive~——cahors (Cahors)]
The translation of grouse is - grouse.
Shuji Tsushima put away his mobile phone, and the corners of his mouth under the mask rose.
Definitely not the codename I chose for him, definitely not./Seriously.jpg
"Akaashi-senpai and Atobe-senpai, are you willing to take off your masks?" Tsushima Shuji asked politely.
"My magnificence is impeccable at all times." Keigo Atobe lifted his hat with one hand, took off his mask, and flipped up his blond hair with one hand, his eyebrows and eyes were full of confidence as he said.
"There's no problem with me not being able to show my face." Akashi Seijuro lifted his hat and took off his mask with graceful and restrained movements.
Shuji Tsushima also took off his hat and mask easily.
The three people acted openly and openly, even looking for the direction of the camera and taking the initiative to look at it.
There was no doubt whether the criminals could recognize them.
The primary school students on the side held badge communicators and looked around the stands for suspicious persons.
And the gangsters are hiding.
I also saw three people showing their true colors openly.
Red hair and blond hair are both conspicuous hair colors, and the two of them also have a golden aura.
As for the black-haired boy...the bandage's features are too conspicuous, and this face that often appears in newspapers and TV is not unrecognizable.
After all, people who want money have actually fantasized about how much money they can get after kidnapping the other person.
but……
The kidnapper calmly looked away.
He went back to kidnap these three guys because he was crazy.
Even if I get the money, I won’t be able to stay in the country any longer.
It’s hard to say whether he can escape abroad alive.
"Hey... I found it." Tsushima Shuji suddenly looked in one direction.
"Senior Atobe, it's up to you." He looked at Keigo Atobe aside.
Before returning to the venue, the three of them went to a sporting goods store.
Atobe Keigo held the tennis racket and weighed it.
"Keep your eyes peeled to watch my magnificent serve -" he said in an assertive tone.
"I'm looking forward to it." Shuji Tsushima looked expectantly.
Killer tennis! Killer tennis! Killer tennis!
It's about to appear!
…
On the other side, Officer Memu and his men were waiting.
The bag containing fifty million is sitting aside.
A man wearing a coat, scarf, and hat, completely covered up and down, walked over.
He squatted down, checked the money in the bag, zipped it up, picked up the bag and was about to leave.
Just then.
The police hiding around rushed forward.
Officer Sato quickly stopped the gangster with one move.
Others stepped forward to hold down the criminal.
"Let my partner go, or I will shoot." Another person's voice came from the phone in the gangster's hand.
"Let me see...which lucky guy should I kill?"
"What do you think of the three teenagers in front of the stands?"
"The red-haired one...the blond one...or the black-haired one?" the man asked carefully.
"Wait a minute! Don't be impulsive! We'll let go of your partner right away—" Officer Megure quickly let go of his hand.
"Humph, you guys...ah-" His words suddenly broke into a scream.
Then there was the sound of cutting through the air, and the sound of heavy objects hitting the ground.
There was silence on the other side.
"Hello? Hello, hey?" Officer Memu called out quickly.
The other party's accomplices here were also stunned.
Isn’t that how the plot is set up?
So what should I do now? Should I run?
"Is that the photographer?" Akashi Seijuro, the figure controlling the camera, asked.
"Ah." Tsushima Shuji nodded.
"It is indeed a person who can observe the stands without being suspected." Atobe Keigo said as if these gangsters still have brains after all.
"Atobe-kun, come on." Akashi Seijuro looked at him gently and said.
"You don't need to tell me, I can do it too." Atobe Keigo said matter-of-factly.
Shuji Tsushima looked at Keigo Atobe holding a racket in one hand and a tennis ball in the other.
It took a while to brew.
Throw the ball, swing the bat.
The small tennis ball flew out quickly.
It seems to be carrying fire and thunder.
It landed heavily on the photographer's abdomen, knocking him away on the spot.
Just like that, the opponent vomited blood while flying. He flew backwards for thirty meters before landing heavily on the ground. The moment he landed, another mouthful of blood spurted out.
With his head tilted, life and death were unclear.
The three of them walked over slowly.
…
Officer Megure and others looked anxiously waiting for the reply on the other end of the phone.
The sound of unhurried footsteps came from the other end.
It's very close, as if the phone is on the ground and the person is next to it.
"Fortunately, he's still alive." Tsujima Shuji first stretched out his hand to test the other person's breathing, and found that although it was very weak, there was indeed still breath and he relaxed completely.
"As expected of Atobe-senpai, he's so awesome -" he said with little flowers floating all over his body and his face full of admiration.
Killer Tennis! Lives up to its reputation!!
As expected of you! Atobe-kun!
Shuji Tsushima: Question, if a primary school student’s football and Atobe Keigo’s tennis ball collide, which side will be knocked off?
One is a football that can blow up satellites, the other is a tennis ball that can hit black holes...
Ah, I really want to see the two of them fight.
"Officer Megure, it's me, Tsushima. The gangster here has been subdued. The gun was found on him, which can prove his identity. Don't let the accomplices over there run away."
"We are in front of the camera at the venue..."
Shuji Tsushima took Atobe Keigo and Akashi Seijuro and ran to the camera, smiling and making gestures.
Waiting for others, all wearing hats and masks, wrapped up tightly.
All you can see are three guys in black looking relaxed and arrogant in front of the camera.
"I'm really sorry to trouble you. As expected of Tsushima..." Officer Megure said with a very relaxed smile.
"Catch him, don't let him escape." He said to Officer Sato.
As a result, the accomplice was handcuffed.
Officer Megure led people to where Tsushima Shuji and others were.
Edogawa Conan also went there.
then……
They looked at the man lying on the ground with weak breathing and blood all over his body and face.
fell into silence.
Here...did a murder just happen?
Edogawa Conan saw the tennis ball falling aside, and then saw the tennis racket held by Keigo Atobe.
I suddenly felt creepy.
This guy... almost beat someone to death with a tennis ball.
What kind of tennis is this? Killing tennis?
Can normal tennis play this effect?
"Brother Tsushima, this is..." Officer Megure asked, looking at the miserable looking gangster lying on the ground.
"Ah, because he had taken out a pistol and was about to shoot immediately. I was worried that he would hurt other people, so I wanted Atobe-senpai to help me stop him with a tennis ball..." The black-haired boy looked shy.
"But... his body seems to be a little weak. He can't even catch a random tennis serve from Atobe-senpai, and it's like this." His tone seemed to be very regretful and helpless.
Shuji Tsushima: He didn’t even hit anyone into space!! How casual!!
Edogawa Conan twitched the corner of his mouth with dead eyes: Believe it or not.jpg
From the position of the camera to where the other person is currently lying.
This distance...
Edogawa Conan's face is numb.
You must have been hit here by a tennis ball...
Is this casual strength?
Is tennis so good?
He stared at the racket in Keigo Atobe's hand.
Edogawa Conan: Coach, I want to learn tennis.jpg
After seeing his miserable partner on the ground, whose life and death were unknown, the other gangster confessed with horror on his face.
He told the whole plan honestly.
And Shuji Tsushima and others...
Finally settled down and finished watching the game?