Kexue Magician

Chapter 127 Conan Was Shocked
Emperor's Cup.

The full name is the Emperor's Cup All Japan Football Championship.

It is the largest football cup tournament in Japan, involving all participating teams of the J-League, No.1 of the JFL, the champion of the Chancellor's Cup All Japan University Football Championship, and representative teams from each prefecture.

Even if you're not a football fan, you've heard about it.

Mori Kogoro naturally knew it too, but unlike Kudo Shinichi, he was more interested in horse racing.

He kindly reminded: "Isn't your heavy prediction news about guessing which team will win? Let me tell you, many of those news are deceptive, and if you want to buy football lottery, you'd better go to a regular one." The lottery issuer buys it."

If you buy from those irregular lottery sales agencies, you may not get money if you win, although they have high odds.

Kogoro Mori didn't say the latter sentence, it was from experience.

"Of course you have to buy it from a formal institution," Feng Chu said.

"Then which team do you want to buy to win? Tokyo Soul or BIG Osaka?"

Although I don't believe it when I say it, but what if, what if it is true, isn't it a loss?

Mori Kogoro held the mentality that he would rather believe what he had or not, and asked tentatively. He wanted to determine the authenticity and credibility of the news based on Feng Chu's performance, even though Feng Chu never told lies.

However, there is always nothing wrong with being cautious.

The key is that the money in the wallet cannot be spent by yourself.

"Uncle Mao Li, you are too cunning, empty-handed white wolf? How can you say that if you don't agree to me? Hang up." The voice on the microphone gradually became weaker, and then hung up directly.

Isn't this brat too impatient?
Is his message really credible?
So he wanted to help me win a lot of money, but he died when he heard that I was hesitant to pay?Hey, don't miss this opportunity!
Mori Kogoro was about to dial back.

Conan said abruptly: "Uncle, football matches are not so easy to predict. The physical fitness and skills of the team players, and the team's tactics are very easy to affect the winning or losing. Secondly, home and away games, weather, coach command, etc. are also important. Influencing factors."

"There are still four days before the New Year's Day finals. If any team's main player has some physical problems during the period, it will almost directly determine the outcome."

"Brother Feng Chu and the others are not gods, how could they predict who will win in advance?"

Conan, who was a general of the football club in junior high school, thought he knew football better than Feng Chu, and now he was full of disbelief.

Conan had a point.

But why is he so experienced?
Mao Lilan blinked her big eyes in doubt, and said without thinking: "Conan, you know football very well, just like Shinichi."

Oops!

"No, no, no!"

"Actually, Brother Xinyi told me all this! Hehehehe."

Conan, who had a secret secret, immediately put on a baby face to show off his cuteness, dancing and jumping up and down.

So this is ah.

Mao Lilan, who had no doubt about him, understood again, and felt that this explanation was very reasonable. After all, how could Conan, a first-grade elementary school student, know so much about football? Shinichi must be secretly teaching him!
Seeing that Mao Lilan had no doubts, a few drops of sweat flowed from the back of Conan's head.

"What you said makes sense, little brat, but sometimes things are destined!"

Mori Kogoro shook his head. Most of the time, he would decide which horse to buy to win after many times of analysis, but the result is often that the horse with a good eye wins, and sometimes he wins by random guessing by luck. up.

So he had to think so, and he felt the same way about football.

So, Mori Kogoro called Feng Chu's house.

The beep rang for more than 30 seconds, and Feng Chu answered the phone when Kogoro Maoli thought Feng Chu would not answer it and was about to hang up.

"Hahahaha, I was wrong just now, I promise you, can you tell me now?"

Mori Kogoro said bluntly.

He had thought about this matter just now. On the one hand, he also heard about Xiaolan's rejection of Suzuki Sonoko's computer and Internet fee, and felt that Xiaolan was still so stubborn, which made his poor father a little ashamed.

He thought that if someone gave him something for free, he wouldn't want it for nothing, and he couldn't be as principled as Xiaolan.

On the other hand, what he promised was to buy a computer only if he won the money. If he didn't win, it was God's will and it happened to save money.

"BIG Osaka will win." Feng Chu said on the microphone.

"Will BIG Osaka win? The possibility is too small!"

"I've seen the semifinals, and the BIG Osaka team is slightly weaker than the Tokyo Soul team."

"And the BIG Osaka team is playing away in Tokyo, and they are not familiar with the venue and weather in Tokyo."

"Besides, what Tokyo lacks most is people who cheer for the Soul team. Just relying on that huge momentum can increase the Tokyo Soul team's desire to win! It will increase the psychological pressure on the Osaka team."

Conan analyzed it professionally.

Mori Kogoro raised his fist in dissatisfaction, as if to hit him.

Conan subconsciously left with his head in his arms.

"Then how much did you vote for?"

This is what Mori Kogoro is most concerned about. It is related to the credibility of the information and directly affects how much he wants to vote.

"2000 million yen." Feng Chu said calmly.

"2000???"

Mori Kogoro jumped up on the spot, so shocked that he almost bit off his tongue.

Conan and Mao Lilan on the side were stunned at the same time, dumbfounded. You must know that Maori Kogoro usually only buys 1000 or 2000 yuan for horse racing. Why does Fengchu sound as if [-] million is like [-] yuan... ·
"You you you you you, you kid didn't lie to me, did you?" Maori Kogoro stammered.

"If you don't believe me, you can come to my house to have a look at my lottery ticket at noon tomorrow." Feng Chu chuckled slightly.

"Oh oh oh oh."

Mori Kogoro still couldn't recover, and hung up the phone after answering a few times.

In the office on the second floor.

Ran Mori with his heart pounding, Conan frowning in thought, and Kogoro Mori in disbelief looked at each other.

They were all trying their best to digest this somewhat shocking information, after all, this happened to them.

Even at dinner, the Maori family was still discussing.

noon the next day.

The three of Mori Kogoro came to Fengchu's house at the same time to verify the authenticity of the lottery ticket.

After careful research and comparison, Mori Kogoro and Conan concluded that the lottery ticket in Fengchu's hand was real, that is to say, Fengchu really bet 2000 million yen to buy the BIG Osaka team to win.

Feng Chu, who was also invited by Suzuki Sonoko last night, was overwhelmed and said solemnly:
"Do you know that I drew lots at a very spiritual shrine before, and I was lucky three times in a row. Combined with the heavy news I received secretly, I was determined to make such a big bet."

Hui Yuanai, who knew a little bit about the inside story, slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled without saying a word.

"You kid is really rich!"

Before leaving, Mori Kogoro, who secretly made up his mind, couldn't help but said.

(End of this chapter)