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Chapter 1299 The final begins(1/2)

London, on a street in the central city.

In an extended limousine, Conan, Sera, Maori and his daughter, and Dr. Ali were sitting face to face in the back seat of the car.

"This car doesn't seem cheap, does it?"

"I didn't expect that the aunt named Diana just came to pick us up to watch a tennis match, and she would use such a luxurious car..."

Mouri Kogoro looked at the environment inside the car curiously. This was an extremely luxurious interior. It was the first time in his life that he had ridden in such a car.

I remembered the previous opening of the Osaka Museum of Art, when Suzuki Shiro, the chairman of the Suzuki Foundation, sent someone to pick them up, but he did not use such a high-standard courtesy car.

Seriang looked at the small refrigerator and wine cabinet next to the car seat and murmured: "This kind of car is rare in the UK. It seems that only the British royal family or nobles have it..."

"ah?!"

Mouri Kogoro immediately stared and said in shock: "Did you say that the aunt who invited us... no, the lady is a noble?"

Seeing that Mouri Kogoro's expression was not normal, Sera quickly smiled and waved his hand, "No, no, I'm just guessing..."

"However, the surname Kingston is indeed somewhat reminiscent of the Royal Borough in southwest London, the town of Kingston..."

Mouri Kogoro was even more frightened and his eyes widened: "Royal, royal!"

Such a reaction surprised Seriang. Even if he was afraid of power, he wouldn't be like this, right?

She turned to Mao Lilan and asked what was going on.

Mao Lilan could only reply helplessly: "At the dinner party hosted by Ms. Diana the day before yesterday, my father wanted to demonstrate an over-the-shoulder throw, so he threw a guest..."

At this time, Dr. Ali also handed over the last knife with a calm expression.

"The guest who was thrown by Mr. Maori must be a relative of the British royal family, right?"

"ah!"

Mouri Kogoro, who was already sweating coldly, screamed and stared at his hands in shock.

"I actually threw a British nobleman out in England?"

"I'm done...I won't be wanted by the police all over the UK, right?"

Seeing Mouri Kogoro's frightened look, Maori Lan and Sera could only offer words of comfort.

Compared to the chattering crowd, Conan kept his arms folded with a serious face, unaffected by the movements around him and looking forward to Qin Zhibo's call in his heart.

Now I can only rely on you, Qin...

Although Qin Zhibo is not in London, Conan believes that his reasoning ability can interpret important clues even if he is not physically present.

But until the luxury car parked at the entrance of the Wimbledon Tennis Stadium in Wimbledon Town, no call came.

"Oh~"

"You are here~"

Diana Kingston stood at the gate outside the stadium, speaking with an authentic London accent, and greeted Kogoro Mori and others enthusiastically.

When Mouri Kogoro saw the two bodyguards in black suits following Diana, he became more convinced of his judgment in the car just now.

How can an ordinary rich man have two bodyguards with him at all times?

what to do?

Should we apologize now and seek leniency?

Just as Mouri Kogoro's mind was racing, thinking about how to overcome this difficulty, Diana said directly to everyone with a smile.

"Dear guests who have come from afar, I have something to do temporarily and cannot watch the game with you..."

"I'll give you the tickets. You can go in and find your seats later."

"The game is about to start, I wish you a happy watching~"

A subordinate behind Diana handed a stack of game tickets into the hands of Kogoro Mori, and then they got into the black courtesy car and drove away.

Mouri Kogoro looked at the ticket in his hand, then turned to look at the limousine car going away, and scratched his head in surprise.

You didn't even mention that?

Sera stretched out his head and glanced at the tickets in Mouri Kogoro's hand. There were five tickets in total.

"Did my quota even count?"

Seriang was a little confused because she came here temporarily and Diana probably didn't know.

She didn't want to take advantage of the free tickets, but she didn't want to be separated from Conan, Mao Lilan and others, so she came to see if she could buy a ticket for money.

As a result, she even brought the ticket...

At this time, Conan, who was standing low, explained: "Because that aunt also brought Shinichi's brother's quota..."

"But Brother Shinichi didn't come today, and together with Sister Sera and you, the number of people is still exactly five."

After Conan explained this, Sera Masaki nodded in understanding.

Sometimes, she is a little nervous and it is not easy to notice these details.

This is what Sera's mother, Mary, often preaches to her daughter, and it is regarded as Sera's weakness.

However, it is not easy for this child to realize this immediately...

Sera looked down at Conan at a lower place, and the more he looked at him, the more he felt like the child he met on the sea when he was a child.

But it was a pity that Kudo Shinichi had already appeared in front of him the day before yesterday, together with this child.

At this time, Mouri Kogoro, who "survived the catastrophe", also breathed a sigh of relief, walked in front with the door in hand, and turned back to everyone.

"Since they have good intentions, let's not let them down..."

"Let's check in first."



After a preliminary ticket check at the gate, everyone entered the periphery of the competition venue.

But before officially entering the central court, you have to go through a security check and a second ticket check at the entrance.

When everyone arrived at the stadium, which can accommodate 14,979 people, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

In this super-large tennis court covering an area of ​​5,574 square meters, the audience seats are densely packed with moving heads, like a circle of colorful fishing nets wrapping the rectangular green lawn in the middle.

Most of the spectators have already taken their seats, leaving only a handful of people who have just entered with tickets and are looking for seats.

"Okay, let's find seats quickly..."

Under the guidance of Mouri Kogoro, everyone walked forward together.

After walking a few rows forward, Mouri Kogoro looked at the ticket number in his hand and said, "It should be here..."

"Borrowed...Please..."

Mouri Kogoro remembered that he was in England and quickly switched to English.

Mao Lilan and Shiliang, who were walking at the back, were responsible for the finishing touches, which meant "sorry".

Near the middle of this row, there are exactly five empty seats in a row, which is where Maori and others are.

"I found it, it's right here..."

Just as Mouri Kogoro was about to take the lead and take his seat, the audience in front turned around and glanced at the noisy Japanese.

At this glance, both parties were immediately dumbfounded.

"Why is it you!"

Conan and Mao Lilan also stared in shock, "Apollo?"

It turned out that the person sitting in the front row was none other than the little boy he met in Baker Street on his first day in London who was clamoring to see Sherlock Holmes - Apollo.

"Apollo?" Mao Lilan asked in surprise: "Are you here...also watching the game?"

Apollo nodded matter-of-factly and said proudly: "That's right! Of course we have to watch my sister's game~"

"elder sister?"

Mao Lilan didn't know that Conan met Apollo at that time, so he deduced that Apollo's sister was one of the contestants in the competition.

Conan quickly reported the situation to Mao Lilan in a low voice.

"What?"

"Queen of the lawn!"

Mao Lilan exclaimed. She knew something about sports and also knew about the famous tennis player.

This exclamation attracted the attention of the surrounding audience, but fortunately these audiences were foreigners and could not understand Japanese.

"Apollo, is your sister the queen of the meadows?"

"Um!"

Apollo nodded vigorously, enjoying the honor brought by his sister's halo.

"Apollo, who are these?"
To be continued...
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