Seven-fifteen PM!
The socialites and wealthy families of society had basically already entered the interior of the sports arena through the VIP passage.
Slowly, the other main gate also opened.
the ordinary citizens, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately fell into a minor commotion; under the direction of the police officers, they formed a line and slowly began to enter.
For this exhibition, the security specifications were extremely high, and no accidents whatsoever were permitted. Therefore, entering the venue required passing through metal detection gates as well as various other tests to ensure that no bombs or explosives entered the interior of the sports arena.
Due to the connection with the Suzuki Financial Group, Kazuha and the others were led by Sonoko to the first row of seats, where they could view the "Yasakani no Magatama," which was currently covered under a black cloth, from a close distance.
In the night sky, five or six helicopters hovered outside, their powerful searchlights constantly scanning the roof of the sports arena; naturally, they did not shine inside.
Because the Royal Self-Defense Force would absolutely not allow it.
A faint, slight sound was directly drowned out by the noise produced by the helicopters.
A remote-controlled airplane flew slowly up against the curved arc of the dome of the sports arena; below it, something was reflecting light—it was clearly mounted with a small camera, and a rope was also hanging beneath it, suspending a circular object.
Simultaneously, on the other side, there was another remote-controlled airplane, likewise equipped with a small camera.
Slowly, the two remote-controlled airplanes crossed over the curved dome and appeared above the soccer field of the sports arena.
The connected images had just appeared...
Five seconds later!
Two bursts of sparks erupted in the night sky, vanishing in a flash like shooting stars.
Eri Kisaki raised her head to look, a hint of doubt flashing through her beautiful eyes behind her glasses.
"Eri, what's wrong?" Yukiko looked toward Eri Kisaki.
"It's nothing." Eri Kisaki gave a refined and elegant smile.
In a certain corner of the Osaka Sports Arena!
"Two aerial photography remote-controlled airplanes have been shot down."
The eyes of the Royal Self-Defense Force members currently inside the sports arena did not change, but almost simultaneously, they scanned the crowd; their movements were completely synchronized.
Inside a building, a liquid crystal display screen showed a frozen image of the interior of the Osaka Sports Arena.
"They discovered it so quickly; as expected, they are different from those idiot police officers." Kuroba Kaito stared intently at the screen, his brows furrowing: "One, two, three, four... fifty-six, fifty-seven. Including the two snipers hiding in the shadows, there are fifty-nine people in total. It looks like this is going to take a lot of effort."
Immediately after, a glint of gloominess flashed in the corners of his eyes: "The other plane belonged to that Night Baron fellow, didn't it? Hmph, just wait."
At another building.
There was a similar liquid crystal display screen, but the scene inside was moving.
On the curved dome of the Osaka Sports Arena, a camera the size of a marble was currently hanging there, blinking and flickering, capturing the situation inside completely.
"One, two, three... fifty-six, fifty-seven, fifty-eight, fifty-nine, sixty. Including the two snipers in the shadows, there are sixty-two in total. The positioning of these guys..."
Heiji shook his head: "It looks like I'll just let that Kaito Kid fellow be the guinea pig first."
The positioning of the Royal Self-Defense Force was very sophisticated; as long as someone approached that glass cover in the center of the field, these people could quickly block all exits.
When that time came, with the methods of these people, they would surely investigate everyone one by one.
Even with wings, it would be hard to escape!
Kazuha's voice came through his mobile phone.
"Aren't you coming in?"
"I'm not going in."
He would definitely go in, but not in his capacity as Heiji.
"Mhm, Heiji, be careful."
"How hateful, we must make Heiji compensate us."
It could be heard that the voices of the two girls were both somewhat low and dejected.
Yukiko snatched the phone: "Heiji, are cases the only thing in your eyes? It wasn't easy for Kazuha and Sonoko to come out with you, and yet you actually stood them up. Are you even a man? Do you still have them in your heart? Or rather, now that you've 'gotten' them, you don't cherish them anymore?"
Drip.
A drop of crystal-clear tear slid down.
Kazuha and the other two looked at each other in dismay, staring at Yukiko in surprise.
[Does Yukiko also have a relationship with Heiji?]
"Yukiko, is it that Yusaku has neglected you?"
Eri Kisaki, being an experienced adult after all, naturally wouldn't be as nonsensical as Kazuha and the others.
Yukiko lightly wiped away the tear and suddenly gave Eri and the others a mischievous smile: "Oh my, my, it looks like my acting skills haven't regressed yet; I gave you all a scare."
Not to mention that Eri Kisaki didn't believe it, even Kazuha and Sonoko could easily see through it; no matter how good the acting, one cannot act out that kind of heart-wrenching feeling that comes from the depths of the soul.
"Heiji, did you hear that?"
However, the call had long since been hung up.
The stream of people was still surging, constantly entering through the main gate and finding seats to sit down.
Heiji walked inside following the flow of people, without any disguise.
Beep-beep-beep~~!!!
When he passed through the metal sensor, the siren suddenly let out a loud cry.
Instantly!
Those two Self-Defense Force members walked toward him, their expressions solemn and formidable: "This gentleman, please accept an inspection."
Heiji took a look at those two Self-Defense Force members, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth as he moved his hand toward his pocket.
Click-click~~!!!
In one second!
Two pitch-black muzzles were pointed at him.
A cold light flashed in Heiji's eyes: "You two, I don't like it when people point guns at me."
However, those two Self-Defense Force members were unmoved.
"Slowly take your hand out of your pocket, with your palm facing us."
A cold voice drifted over; the crowd behind them retreated repeatedly, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.
Heiji shrugged his shoulders and took his hand out from inside; a keychain appeared in his hand: "This is a keychain made from a discarded gun barrel, which is why it caused a reaction in this special metal sensor."
One of them walked over quickly, snatched Heiji's keychain, and walked over to the metal sensor.
Immediately, the siren let out a loud cry.
"You, walk through it again."
"I said, don't point a gun at me."
However, the other Self-Defense Force member gave a cold laugh, stowed his submachine gun, pulled a Desert Eagle from his thigh, chambered a round while pointing it at Heiji, and looked at him arrogantly.
"Walk through it again."
Heiji gave that Self-Defense Force member a faint glance, shrugged his shoulders, and walked through again.
This time, there was no alarm sound.
"Officer, be careful; the night road is too dark."
Heiji walked directly past that Self-Defense Force member, leaving behind a faint sentence.
The two Self-Defense Force members exchanged a glance and gave a mocking smile, then looked at the tourists outside: "Hurry up and come in."
Neither of them paid any mind to Heiji's words.
After walking inside, Heiji began looking for a seat, his gaze scattering across every corner.
The situation of the entire sports arena fell within his line of sight; the positioning was basically consistent with what he had seen through the camera before.
He found a seat at random and sat down.
Below was the soccer field; in the very center was a high glass cover, draped with a black cloth. Inside, without any surprise, should be the national treasure-grade necklace, the "Yasakani no Magatama."
Seven-fifty-nine PM!
The two main gates closed, cutting off all entry and exit of personnel.