"Let's watch the game, Conan and the others are on the field."
Guangyou put aside the matter of Dream of the Red Chamber and turned his attention to the competition.
Genta walked in front, followed closely by Ayumi, Mitsuhiko, and Conan.
The three in front were waving to the audience with smiles on their faces, looking quite professional.
When they looked in the direction of Ran and Sonoko, Ran and Sonoko also half-stood up and waved to them.
Once both sides were fully prepared, the match officially began.
The Junior Detective Team faces off against the Giant Wild Team.
The other party's relatives cheered their child on enthusiastically, and Sonoko and the others were not to be outdone.
Sonoko pulled a megaphone out of her shopping bag and shouted into it, "Kids! Go for it! Don't lose your spirit!"
The scene fell silent instantly, and everyone in the arena turned to look at the garden, which was still playing non-stop.
"Go! Go! Hey, Xiaolan, why are you pulling me?"
Before Sonoko could react, the loudspeaker broadcast her words throughout the entire arena.
Ran rubbed her forehead, sighed, and pretended not to recognize Sonoko.
The audience burst into laughter, and this time Sonoko understood.
Blushing, she put away the megaphone and gave an awkward smile to those around her.
The match continued, and a coin toss determined that Juye would serve first in the first round.
Guangyou stared at the tennis ball, looking at it for a while, and then felt sleepy and couldn't help but yawn.
"Kuangyou, you should cheer them on too!"
Yuanzi, sitting to the side, couldn't bear to watch any longer. Although it wasn't very exciting, it wasn't bad either, considering they were still just kids.
"oh."
Guangyou nodded knowingly, staring intently at the arena, and then began to praise.
Wow, that's amazing!
Wow, awesome.
"Holy crap..."
That's enough.
Even Ai couldn't stand it anymore and reached out to pinch Kousuke's thigh hard.
"hiss"
Guangyou felt waves of pain coming from his thigh and couldn't help but think to himself, "As expected, this is a woman's innate skill."
Of course, he didn't dare say that out loud. He kept his mouth shut and didn't use such an exaggerated adjective. He watched the game on the field and tried to find his own enjoyment.
The victory in this match was, of course, won by the juvenile detective team, who had the protagonist's halo buff.
On the awards stage, Ayumi and her two friends smiled happily.
After receiving the golden trophy that belonged to the victors, the media took photos of them, asked for their address, and said they would send it to them later as a souvenir.
They didn't actually have to go through all this trouble, but it was Sonoko Suzuki, the heiress of the Suzuki Group, who made the request.
Because their boss was afraid that if the newspaper owner was unhappy, he would buy it out, so they compromised.
It's currently peak time for people to leave, so it's unlikely that Ayumi and the others will be able to come over.
...
Sonoko watched Conan and his friends slowly walk out of the arena and teased, "The champions are back."
Genta and the others just smiled with flushed faces. Clearly, they were also very happy, not because they were about to receive the gifts, but because they had proven themselves in a competition.
Guangyou took the gold cup, weighed it in his hand, and said with some regret, "If only this were pure gold, but it's just a small competition."
It may be impossible, but I still have to think about it.
Compared to the monetary value of pure gold, Guangyou believes that its spiritual value is far more precious.
"This is the gift I promised you."
Sonoko picked out a few items from the many shopping bags that looked childlike and handed them to Ayumi and the others.
The gifts in the bag are all the same, so there's no need to distinguish them.
Ayumi, holding the gift bag, asked, "Can we open it?"
"Of course you can, but I think it would be better if you left this suspense until tonight."
Ran squatted down, placed her hands on Ayumi's shoulders, and said, "Now you should go back and rest, take a nice nap, and then we'll go out for a big meal to celebrate."
Exhaustion always follows excessive excitement...
Guangyou blinked, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and said, "Why does this sentence sound so familiar? I remember the original sentence was something like 'after overwork'."
Shaking his head to clear his mind of these impure thoughts, he followed the group heading towards the hotel.
...
In the hotel, Guangyou sat at his desk in his room, opened his laptop, and logged onto the forum.
Clicking into the forum's supplementary email, Guangyou saw a small red circle in his inbox with a white "1" written on it.
After clicking into the email and glancing at it briefly, Guangyou went to the post to confirm receipt.
Just like Taobao in my previous life, the money is held in the website's account and will only be transferred to the seller's account after the buyer confirms receipt.
The forum takes a 10% cut, which is quite shady, but if you don't want that, you can risk getting caught or being double-crossed by the forum by trading face-to-face.
The forum does not force you to conduct transactions on its website. If one party violates the agreement, the forum will send someone or offer a reward to the other party.
That's actually quite humane.
Thinking of all this, Guangyou chuckled and, after checking the security of the files using the forum's detection tool, downloaded them all.
After checking the system security, Guangyou disconnected from the internet and started looking at the information.
The information is very detailed, including Cheng Zengjian's scores on every elementary school exam from birth to the present, and what he did that led to his parents' scolding. Even the most trivial matters are recorded here.
The level of detail exceeded Guangyou's expectations. However, this is because Cheng Zengjian was originally an ordinary person. If he were special, not only the level of detail, but also the price and time would be greatly different.
Guangyou spent a full hour looking at his information, even after he deliberately skipped some parts.
He focused on the bad things he had done, such as how many times he had embezzled money and how much money was involved in each case...
After reviewing the information, Guangyou couldn't help but feel a pang of regret for Cheng Zengjian. If he had only been a corrupt official, he might have had a chance to get out of jail in this lifetime.
"Hanging him several times would be considered lenient."
Japan's method of execution is similar to long-distance drop hanging, but although this punishment system exists, there are very few instances of it.
Ultimately, the verdict in Kenzo Cheng's case will depend on the decision of the Minister of Justice. However, it is precisely because of this that most Ministers of Justice, due to their political views or other personal reasons, are generally unwilling to play the role of executioner.
Kōyū sent the information directly to the Japanese prosecutor's office, keeping a copy for himself. If the prosecutor's office did not take action, then he would just release it publicly.
He has already given them plenty of face.
Closing his notebook, Guangyou headed towards the bathroom.
After taking a relaxing bath, it was already 3 p.m., and I had an hour and a half to leave for the hotel to hold a small celebration banquet.
Since there was still time, Guangyou decided to lie in bed, rest for a while, and watch TV to pass the time.
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