Prince Ren bent down to pick up the tennis ball.
His movements were neither fast nor slow,
And he was still very calm.
The whole audience was stunned, but he acted as if nothing had happened.
After picking up the tennis ball, he naturally stuffed it into the pocket of his school uniform. Then he seemed to feel that the suit of the school uniform was not suitable for playing football in the pocket, so he took it out and held it in his hand.
The tennis ball and the knife fell next to Takao Teng, who was panting heavily with a pale face.
He stared blankly at Prince Ren approaching step by step and picking up the ball very close to him as if nothing had happened.
Are you looking down on me?! "
When he was angry, he met Prince Ren's eyes.
It was very calm,
So calm that it made people's hair stand on end.
There was even a hint of mockery in his eyes,
But this mockery no longer made him angry. Instead, it made him want to retreat,
He wanted to beg for mercy.
So his roar was choked in his throat.
He took a step back under Prince Ren's gaze,
Two steps, and then suddenly knelt down.
Then he burst into tears.
"It's all because of him!
It's all that old guy's fault!
He was the one who discussed it with that group of people,
He induced my sister to make a move, but in the end, he backed off,
And he even turned around and pushed the blame on my sister!
He — he's still a teacher at school! "He howled, his eyes red,
There was hatred and joy in them, but there was no regret. "He also said that my sister was stupid!
Boohoo,
My sister is really a fool, for such a scum- "
Like a farce,
The murder case came to an end just like that.
The investigating police department looked at Prince Ren with a strange gaze before they took Takao Teng, who had already admitted everything, away for further questioning according to the rules of the case.
The matter was actually very simple.
Takao Teng's family conditions were not very good,
After his sister was expelled from school, she had to go out to do odd jobs,
When she reached the age of marriage, she got married early,
Her life was very hard.
Takao Teng heard a lot of complaints at home because of this. His sister even said that it was actually the fault of the teacher in charge of the laboratory at that time, and she was just pushing the blame onto her. She even said that she liked the teacher at that time, and that was why she did such a thing.
Originally, Takao Teng could only attend a national middle school, but because he was good at baseball, he was specially recruited by Tachikai University and met the teachers face to face.
At that time, he was already suspicious of his sister's words. That was because the teacher was very old and was about to retire. She had a short temper, but she was very concerned about her students.
However, before he started planning the Haunted House, his sister, who had been forced to return to her mother's home after the domestic abuse, had caused a ruckus at home for many days. His brain was about to explode, and when he saw that the teacher did not seem to care that much about the old education block and the lab, his rationality suddenly snapped.
"Don't you feel any pain when your favorite baseball becomes a murder weapon?" The police asked.
Gao Teng, on the other hand, revealed an expression of despair. "I originally thought that I was very good at baseball, but … but … there are too many monsters in the school!
I can't even enter the main selection!
I … I … I want to compete! "
This time, he really cried out loud.
When Prince Ren saw him like this, he could not help but think of the seniors in the tennis club.
Morikawa, who gave up his position as the head coach, and Seto and Yitiao, who chose to take a step back on the eve of the national tournament.
Were they really willing to take a step back?
No, that was definitely not the case.
They just realized that no matter how hard they tried, it seemed that they could no longer stay in the main selection, so they might as well give themselves a free and easy way out.
Then, what about the people who carried the unwillingness and ambition of these seniors?
Should these seniors at least say something like, "These results are also due to our contributions" after seeing the results?
Prince Ren's mind relaxed.
His brain, which had been operating at high speed, finally straightened up after relaxing. The same went for the circulation of his spiritual power.
After a while, Prince Ren noticed the changes.
He felt and tried to control them, but even when his brain returned to its normal state and his eyes no longer saw a mess of colors, he still could not fully grasp the method to control them.
This is really bad, he thought.
Is it because I don't have enough control over my spiritual power?
If I can't even do this, then what have I been learning for the past half month?
Extra classes, I have to give extra classes!
When he came back to his senses, he discovered that the seniors in the room were all looking at him.
He blinked, thinking that something was wrong.
"Yanagi." He quickly grabbed Yanagi's hand as he walked towards him. "Didn't you say that you were going to a meeting?
Then hurry up and go, you're going to be late. "
Yanagi: No, thank you. Afternoon meeting.
The gentleman wearing glasses looked at Prince Ren with a complicated expression.
He spent two seconds thinking about a serious problem, such as whether or not he should help Prince Ren save the situation.
Shouldn't he teach this unsympathetic "partner" who liked to poke at people's sore spots a lesson?
He should teach him to be more friendly.
But it was useless. Before Yanagi could make a decision, Mōri moved first.
He saw that there was no need to stay here, so he walked out from the corner. "Is everything alright?
If there's nothing else, then let's go. "
His 1.9m tall body and cold expression made many third-year students who wanted to come forward to say something stop in their tracks.
Prince Ren saw the opportunity and pretended to be obedient.
He nodded and followed Mōri out of the Haunted House that had been closed for 'business'.
After walking out of the sealed area, the gloomy atmosphere faded away. The dry wind and sunshine of the end of summer and the beginning of autumn made people's minds relax.
Now, Xiao Lan remembered what she had not done.
She pulled on Conan's ear. "You were running around the crime scene again, weren't you?
Even if you like to reason, you shouldn't run around the crime scene!
You said you knew the murderer. Since the murderer was at the crime scene, it was very dangerous! "
"I just wanted to learn from Shinichi …" Conan raised his head and looked at Xiao Lan with his big eyes.
Xiao Lan involuntarily let go of his hand.
"That's why I said."
Mōri saw this and became even more annoyed. "Even the children of relatives are addicted to reasoning games. You should get rid of Shinichi Kudo as soon as possible.
Does he care about you?
He only has eyes for the case. How long has it been since he was with you? "
"Shinichi, he just …" Xiao Lan's expression fell.
Mōri snorted. "Men who need their girlfriends to protect them are the most useless!
There are many two-legged men in the world. If you don't like boys and old men of the same age, it's not bad to look at little boys.
Look at my two juniors … "
He glanced at Prince Ren and then at Yanagi. He quickly changed his words. "Forget about this one. He's also a fan of Shinichi Kudo."
Yanagi: "…"
The prospective student council president felt that it was not appropriate for him to go out today. He should go back to his office to sign documents.
After such a big incident, the school leaders would definitely call them for a meeting.
Mōri was really angry.
He should have stopped. After all, whether it was a joke or persuasion, there should be a limit to it. But after experiencing the case in real life, she was just an ordinary participant. She … She used to run around with Kudo Shinichi, and now she had to worry about him. How hard must it be for her?
"What do you think, Prince Ren?" He didn't give up.
Prince Ren saw Xiao Lan's awkward smile.
There was also the Imp who was emitting black gas.
He couldn't see the color of the gas on other people's bodies, but the black gas on this Imp's body was still there. Now, this Imp looked at him with a complicated expression.
Maybe he thinks I'm a person with antisocial personality disorder?
Prince Ren felt that his "reasoning" method was too simple and crude. It was like telling a story, but it was more like a method of "empathy".
"Senpai." He showed an innocent expression. "Isn't it a bit too exciting to be in a relationship with a younger man?"
Mōri: "… You're right. I don't think you're a good person."
Mōri looked at Prince Ren's smile and suddenly regretted it.
Using this opportunity, Conan said loudly in an exaggerated and naive tone, "Brother Shinichi is a very good person!
And he's very smart. "
Mōri: "… An Imp like you who's addicted to detective games would of course speak for Shinichi Kudo, and you're his relative."
After being interrupted twice, Mōri finally gave up.
King Ren lowered his head and met Conan's eyes that were looking up at him.
He curled his lips and smiled at the child who was staring at him with wide eyes.
Conan: "!"
"By the way, big brother, that tennis ball just now …" he asked curiously.
"Tennis ball?" Prince Ren opened his hand. His palm was empty. "I put it away."
Conan: Put it away?
He was staring at it just now. When did he put it away?
And where could he put it away?
Did he throw it away when he was paying attention to Xiao Lan's cousin who came out of nowhere?
"Did you hide the tennis ball in your sleeve before?" Mōri was also curious. "I didn't see it clearly just now. When did you throw it out?
Without a racket, can the tennis ball still have that much power? "
Yanagi, who had been watching from the beginning to the end, didn't see when Prince Ren took the tennis ball. He pushed up his glasses and looked at Prince Ren.
"Just spin it." Prince Ren said.
He really reached into the sleeve of his school uniform jacket and took out a tennis ball. "Like this, pinch it with your thumb and other fingers, and shake your wrist like this and spin it in a circle —"
He demonstrated and flicked his wrist gently, and the tennis ball flew out.
This time, he threw it upwards, and the tennis ball hit the crown of a small tree on the side of the road.
After the rustling sound, a cat meowed and jumped down from the tree. It stared at Prince Ren gloomily before running away.
Prince Ren: "… No way, I've been feeding it for so long.
Why does it hate me so much? "
Patter, the tennis ball fell gently from the crown of the tree.
Prince Ren picked it up and stuffed it back into his sleeve.
Detective Conan, who had witnessed everything, thought, "Wait … wait, is this normal?!"
Although he could kick a soccer ball very far and with a lot of power, that was because of his shoes. How could he hit a tennis ball so hard with his hands?
No, if it was that close, it seemed possible.
But the closer it was, the harder it was to accelerate, and the weaker the force, right?
He went to see Xiao Lan's troublesome relative who also played tennis.
Mōri nodded with a look of realization. He accepted this explanation without any hesitation. "It doesn't seem difficult.
But how many things are you hiding in your sleeve? "
He still remembered Prince Ren's pranks a few times.
Prince Ren narrowed his eyes and didn't want to explain. Although he did hide something in his sleeve, the tennis ball had disappeared.
He touched his cuffs and smiled at Mōri senpai. "Guess?"
Although he didn't explain very carefully, Mōri, who was very good at tennis, naturally accepted this explanation. Xiao Lan, who could destroy a telephone pole with one kick, also felt that there was no problem.
Only Detective Conan still felt that something was wrong.
But he looked at Queen Ren from head to toe with his eyes, which he thought was obscure, but he still couldn't find anything wrong.
Don't I understand the current level of tennis in Japan?
Or has the physical fitness of high school students improved?
He reviewed the whole case and felt that the content of the whole case was no different from the cases he usually solved.
It was just that this white-haired guy was a bit strange.
But it seemed that this guy had no connection with the black organization … Should I pay more attention?