The unscientific detective in Conan

Chapter 158 Fujino: Change a batch!

After the fixed stage match, Yuji Suwa accompanied Fujino out of the Kendo Association arena.

Recalling the scene just now, Suwa Yuuji couldn't help crying or laughing: "Others can only tell the winner by taking at least ten moves, but you are so good, you can beat the mothers of those children in five moves."

"I've tried my best to let it go, but if I give them a chance, it won't work."

Fujino Yuyou sighed, showing a distressed look, "Actually, I can kill them with one normal move. I let the opponent go through several flaws. I really can't fight anymore, so I can only win."

"That feeling is really uncomfortable."

Suwa Yuji nodded.

In fact, what he originally wanted to say was: "Can you hear whether what you said is human?"

But thinking about it carefully, if it were him, he would probably do the same.

Then it'll be fine.

Those who participate in the preliminary qualifying competition are usually teenagers aged sixteen, seventeen, thirteen or fourteen.

Some geniuses can perform well in the amateur ranks, but in fact, the first rank is just an entry-level level.

Kendo is very unfair. If you can win, you can win. There are no coincidences.

At this time, Fujino's swordsmanship skills had surpassed the first level and reached the level of seventh to eighth level.

The seventh to eighth dans were obtained based on his battle with Suwa Yuuji.

At least, when he competed with Yuji Suwa, he could use a large number of databases in his mind, and he could not compete with Yuji Suwa too much.

With his current strength, beating those really newbies is just like playing.

Dimensionality reduction attack.

Suwa Yuuji suddenly recalled the previous scene, where the boy who had his wooden sword blasted by Fujino Gan suddenly laughed and said: "But you boy, you really don't save face for those juniors at all. Even the boy who is called 'kendo' That kid who was a genius and won ten games in a row before he even decided on a stage had his wooden sword stuck out by others."

"I didn't expect that the wooden sword designated by the Kendo Association would be so weak."

Fujino recalled the scene just now and couldn't help but sigh, "The wooden swords here are really not as thick as the wooden swords at the Konoha Kendo Hall."

"It's just a fixed stage competition. The association will not give too good wooden swords."

Suwa Yuuji said, "The wooden knives you and I usually use for sparring are all made of high-quality bamboo wood that I customized at a high price."

Fujino is now extremely skilled in swordsmanship, and his strength has reached an anti-human yet scientific level.

An ordinary wooden sword really couldn't withstand Fujino's powerful blow.

"I hope that the kid whose wooden sword you knocked out won't have his heart broken because the sword was stuck out."

Suwa Yuuji smiled, then suddenly sighed.

The broken heart of the Tao is reflected in many competitive events.

For example, in Go, if someone beats you in a competition, your mentality will definitely explode.

It's similar when it comes to kendo competitions.

Especially those geniuses who have never experienced failure.

Then if the abused loser loses a game, he will probably collapse immediately.

This is the so-called collapse of Taoist heart.

If the Taoist heart collapses, it can range from hiding in bed and moaning, to being languid for the rest of life.

It can only be said that Fujino's method is too cruel.

The wooden knife in someone's hand was blown to pieces.

Talented but not virtuous belongs to yes.

Two days later.

The midterm exam was over, and Fujino, who had gone through three days of exams, had a rare rest day.

To be honest, the kendo exams and midterm exams all came together.

Although his physique was not weak, he was still a little exhausted both physically and mentally.

Fortunately, he had the Medal of Fire and the characteristics of a college student, so one night, he was already very energetic.

As morning approached, Fujino drove Xiaolan and met Yuanzi at Mihua Station...

As usual, Conan, the god of death primary school student, also followed.

Today, Xiaolan is wearing a green suit jacket, an off-white sweater, a gray-blue pleated skirt, and goose-yellow knee socks wrapped around her calves.

Yuanzi's outfit was much simpler, with a blue turtleneck sweater top and a white hip-hugging skirt.

As for Conan, this guy has a classic suit that has been around for thousands of years.

Fujino, on the other hand, put on the suit he had just taken out yesterday.

Inexplicably, his whole temperament has improved by more than a big margin.

"So, Conan, why are you following me here again?"

Suzuki Sonoko looked at Conan sitting in the back row with a speechless expression.

"Hahaha...I heard that Sister Xiaolan is going to go bowling. After all, I have never played bowling before. I'm just curious..."

Conan scratched the back of his head and acted like a child skillfully.

Of course, he didn't follow him out of curiosity.

It's just bowling. It's not like he never played bowling when he transformed into Kudo Shinichi.

only……

Thinking of this, he turned his attention to Fujino who was driving.

Fujino also looked back, feeling a little headache at the Shinigami elementary school student who was following him.

I guess I won’t be able to stop calming down today.

There is Death, a primary school student, there is Xiaolan, and there is a garden.

send!

I guess something will happen again today.

Is it at a bowling alley?

Fujino couldn't help but guess so in his heart.

Wandered around the streets of Mihua City.

Afterwards, several people came to the bowling alley.

Since it was not a holiday, there were not many people in the bowling alley.

After arriving at the bowling alley and paying the usage fee, several people came to a bowling machine.

"ha!"

Sonoko picked up a bowling ball and threw it towards the long wooden lane with great effort.

Gululu.

Originally it was still a straight line.

In the end, it deviated from the normal course and derailed.

"How can it be repaired?"

Sonoko stared at the bowling pins that had not been knocked over and clicked her tongue.

"Hahaha... Sister Yuanzi, you said you were a bowling expert just now, why didn't you hit any of them?"

Conan looked at the bowling pins that hadn't fallen over, smiled cruelly, and teased.

"It's rare to be able to come out and relax, but Xiaolan actually has to take care of you, a brat like you."

When Suzuki Sonoko heard this, her face suddenly became dull, and she replied angrily to Conan: "Don't you feel ashamed?"

Conan straightened his chest and raised his head, not paying attention to Suzuki Sonoko's words.

He is a primary school student anyway. If a primary school student is ashamed, then he is not a primary school student.

"It's my turn!"

Xiaolan took off her suit jacket and picked up the recovered bowling ball from the bowling machine nearby.

He weighed it easily in his hand, and then walked to the bowling track.

She took a throwing stance and took a step forward.

The hem of her skirt fluttered, and the red bowling ball was thrown from her hand.

The bowling ball throws a perfect straight line down the lane.

Just knock over all the pins.

"Amazing!"

Yuanzi clapped her hands and said, "All of them will be knocked down in one blow!"

Conan on the side also showed a similar appearance.

Xiaolan looked at the fallen bowling ball and breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately she turned towards Fujino and said, "Senior, it's your turn."

"It's my turn."

Fujino, who had been sitting in his seat, slowly stood up.

After taking off his suit jacket, he exposed the shirt underneath, rolled up his sleeves, and walked to the machine beside him.

After he took out a bowling ball from it, he came to the bowling lane.

"call……"

Fujino took the bowling ball in his hand and weighed it up and down.

To be honest, his current physical strength has increased a bit too fast.

Originally, the swordsman and soldier's 100% increase only occurred when holding the sword. After turning into a sword with his body, it became his own strength.

The rapid advancement in strength is, of course, accompanied by the inability to control one's own strength.

Beating people up or something, the people in Ke Xue's world are very strong-skinned.

Even if there are some errors, they will not be beaten to death easily.

But bowling is a sport that requires relatively high power and accuracy...

Come and watch.

At least don't smash the machine like Kyogoku Makoto did.

He didn't want to lose money.

Fujino took a deep breath and assumed the same pose as Xiaolan just now.

After reaching a certain angle, release your hand.

Then, the bowling ball flew out of Fujino's hands at high speed.

The bowling ball flew quickly on the fairway of the venue, and when it flew one meter, it hit the wooden ground of the venue.

boom!

The bowling ball collides directly with the bowling pin.

Accompanied by a crisp sound.

The bowling pin actually cracked.

Conan: "…………"

Suzuki Sonoko: "…………"

Xiaolan: “…………”

Several people looked at it with beady eyes.

Looking at the broken pins in the machine, he looked confused.

In response, Fujino just took a deep breath.

Everything seemed to be expected.

Turning around, he chuckled at the crowd and said, "It seems that there is something wrong with the quality of the bowling pins."

"Well, I remember that bowling pins seemed to be solid."

Conan asked at this time, "There shouldn't be any quality issues, right?"

"Well, little brother Conan is right, it must be a quality problem."

As he spoke, Fujino turned his attention to Conan.

This guy really can't help but pick up any pot.

Will you die if you don't show off your knowledge?

He didn't want to lose money.

Then, Fujino raised the corners of his mouth slightly and looked at Conan with a kind look in his eyes: "Kids Conan really know a lot, but this time it is indeed a quality problem."

The expression on Fujino's face seemed familiar.

Suddenly, Conan recalled memories dominated by fear.

Suddenly, Fujino's kind eyes seemed to become more kind.

"Ah...that's right, it must be a quality problem, yes."

Conan immediately changed the subject.

"So that's it."

Xiaolan nodded, obviously believing Fujino's statement.

"Um...Xiaolan, that's obvious."

Yuanzi looked at her best friend who had already believed this statement and was speechless.

But when she turned her head and saw Fujino's friendly and charming smile, she said firmly: "Well, it must be the quality of the bowling ball."

"I just said it was a quality problem."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Fujino smiled.