Hardcore Soccer Fan

"Uncle Mori, are you really not coming in with us? Tickets like these are hard to come by. If you miss the final, you miss it." After herding the elementary schoolers, strung together like ducklings, beneath a tree, Tang Ze glanced at Mori Kogoro, who was preparing to park the car, and asked.

As the Tokyo Aoyama Team's core star player, Hideo Akagi was currently the brightest centerpiece of the team. But his family circumstances were rather special, and he could use at most two family tickets, leaving quite a few extras.

So long as Mori Kogoro wanted to go, asking Ryoko Akagi for another ticket when they saw her later would most likely not be a problem.

"Why would I watch something like that? The only time I went to a game before was to buy..." Mori Kogoro waved a hand casually, but as he kept talking, he let it slip. Realizing what he had said, he coughed awkwardly twice and swallowed the rest of his words.

Tang Ze's gaze instantly sharpened. He scrutinized Mori Kogoro from head to toe several times, making the latter feel increasingly uneasy, before slowly looking away.

Mori Kogoro started the car and conspicuously skipped over the previous topic. "Anyway, keep an eye on the kids while you're inside. Don't let them run around or cause trouble for anyone..."

Watching Mori Kogoro's hurriedly retreating figure, Tang Ze took out his phone and started typing a message.

Eri, Uncle Mori seemed a little strange today. Do you have time to keep an eye on where he goes afterward? I'm taking Conan and the others to the game, so I might not be able to pay attention to that side.

Less than two minutes later, Eri Kisaki replied.

You mean now? Then there's no need to