Chapter 119: Lack of Knowledge

"Bang!"

Komatsu pulled the chair next to him to block the flying football, then looked at Hideki Morohoshi and said, "Boy, what's your name?"

Conan was stunned for a moment, then immediately ran to Xiaosong and said quickly: "Forget it, Xiaosong, forget it, forget it."

That idiot, even if you are angry, why are you playing football? !

The undead ones also aimed at Xiaosong.

Fortunately, he wasn't targeting Huiyuan, otherwise he would definitely not be able to stop this.

Damn it, why should I wipe that kid’s ass?

Morohoshi Hideki's heart suddenly became cold, and he snorted coldly: "This time I just teach you a lesson. You won't be so lucky next time. Let's go."

Perhaps because of a misunderstanding, perhaps because he was frightened by Komatsu's eyes, or perhaps because he wanted to find his own football, Hideki Morohoshi chose to leave.

"Xiaosong, are you okay?" After Mitsuhiko reacted, he immediately showed concern.

Xiaosong shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "The chair blocked the football, it's no big deal."

"It's fine." After Xiao Ai was sure that Xiaosong was fine, his expression softened, and then he looked coldly at Zhuxing Hideki and others in the distance.

hiss!

How terrible!

Conan had a drop of cold sweat on his forehead.

Ayumi and the others' attention quickly shifted. They no longer dwelled on this matter, but began to study how to get the medal.

Xiaosong heard the discussion among several people and immediately came over and said, "I have a plan."

Conan quickly looked over and said, "What's the plan?"

He was afraid that Xiaosong would steal the medals from those guys just now, and this would cause a big mess, which would not be a rational behavior.

"Exchange these things." Xiaosong smiled mysteriously and took out several small and exquisite Masked Superman from his pocket.

Each Masked Superman is about the size of a fingertip, made of iron, and colored exactly according to the layers of Masked Superman.

It can be said that these are several small masked supermen, and the most important thing is that their limbs can move at will.

This kind of model is absolutely impossible to find on the market. Masked Superman is very famous. Even if Komatsu doesn't see much, he can hear about it every day, so he feels that someone must be interested in these things.

"That's great. I'm not going to experience the game anymore. Can you leave this thing to me?" Yuantai played with the small Masked Superman and couldn't put it down.

"Genta, don't talk nonsense. You can still ask Komatsu for this kind of thing in the future, but if you miss this experience, you may not have it in the future." Mitsuhiko is a sensible person.

Yuanta suddenly realized, and then a few guys took the small Masked Superman to find someone willing to replace him.

Not long after the few people left, there was a burst of noise at the door of the city hall.

Kudo Yusaku arrived, followed by Dr. Agasa.

As a very famous mystery novelist, Kudo Yusaku has a large number of fans, and there are a bunch of reporters surrounding Kudo Yusaku.

Kudo Yusaku walked into the banquet hall while dealing with the reporters.

After finally entering the banquet hall and getting rid of the reporters, he was surrounded by a crowd of fans.

"Please sign your name for me."

"And me, and me!"

"And here."

…

"Haha..." Kudo Yusaku forced a smile, and then saw Conan not far away.

Well, Shinichi, since Shinichi is here, the boy next to him should be Ogawamatsu.

Kudo Yusaku's eyes lit up and he signed faster.

Really looking forward to talking with that wonderful young man.

Dr. Ali also noticed Xiaosong, looked at Conan next to him, and his face immediately darkened.

Xiaolan also saw Kudo Yusaku, and immediately walked up to Conan and said, "Conan, aren't you going to have a fight with Uncle Kudo?"

"Haha, no need, he will come over later." Conan did not doubt Xiaolan's intentions.

After all, he is now a relative of the Kudo family, so it would be wrong not to know Kudo Yusaku.

Kudo Yusaku quickly satisfied the fans' autograph demands, finally got out, and hurriedly walked towards Komatsu and the others.

Before Conan could say hello, Kudo Yusaku took the lead and said: "This young man, are you Ogawa Matsu?"

Conan froze on the spot.

I'm your biological son, and I'm still here, and you don't even ask a question? !

"Hello, Mr. Kudo." Komatsu greeted politely.

"I want to talk to you." Kudo Yusaku invited Komatsu for a private conversation.

He knew that Komatsu's intelligence was very high, but wanted to know just how high.

"Is this the purpose of sending me an invitation?" Xiaosong asked back.

"Of course, after all, Shinichi said you are a rare genius." Kudo Yusaku made no secret.

"Genius is not considered a genius. I am no different from an ordinary person."

Komatsu's words made Conan roll his eyes repeatedly.

Ordinary people use cannons to blast people?

Ordinary people just take out bombs?

"Haha, you are so humble."

Based on these two sentences alone, Kudo Yusaku can determine that Komatsu's mind is far beyond that of his peers.

It even gives him the feeling of an adult, and he likes to subconsciously hide his own information. This is a person who always has a backup plan.

This made Kudo Yusaku even more excited and he started chatting with Komatsu.

oh?

As expected of a famous mystery novelist with a lot of knowledge, Komatsu also became interested and started chatting with Kudo Yusaku.

Slowly, Kudo Yusaku began to sweat profusely.

It’s bad, I’ve almost finished talking about what I know.

Why is this guy still talking? He actually has more knowledge than me? !

From the beginning, Kudo Yusaku talked about knowledge in various fields. After all, he read a lot of books and could talk about something.

But what he didn't expect was that no matter what he said, Xiaosong could pick up and talk more deeply than himself.

It's not an exaggeration to say that he knows everything about astronomy and geography.

This hasn't even touched on the scientific level. I can't even keep up with the conversation.

The key is that Xiaosong keeps praising himself. He can quote classics for any random sentence he says, which makes him embarrassed.

He has never heard of some things, and he even began to doubt himself.

I... Is this what I mean?

Is this guy really a teenager? Not a guy who took some medicine to become smaller?

At the same time, Kudo Yusaku also understood Xiaosong's "excellence".

From beginning to end, this kid would look at the girl next to him from time to time, as if his heart was on that girl.

Kudo Yusaku took out a handkerchief, wiped the dense cold sweat on his forehead, and said quickly: "I won't bother you anymore, I want to meet a friend of mine."

If I continue to talk, I will be speechless.

Since he grew up, Kudo Yusaku felt that his knowledge was a bit lacking for the first time.

"Mr. Kudo, take care." Xiaosong said politely.

Kudo Yusaku turned around and smiled, without saying anything, but quickened his pace.

At this moment, Ayumi and the others ran back, each holding the medals they had exchanged.