Chapter 10! Class monitor! What are you doing?!

When I post a question mark

It's not that I have a problem.

Instead, they think you have a problem.

Despite having accepted the magical realism of the future of working with the Junior Detective League, Zhuge Tongzhi still felt a little uneasy when he saw a shiny bomb next to him, especially on the table where they had just finished eating.

However, she could tell at a glance that the thing was fake.

Because O is exceptionally perceptive in such situations, he immediately detected the freshly filed case.

The blue-on-white notification message refreshed rapidly in the void, pushing the daily route and other historical tasks to the background.

"A new route has been detected. We have automatically planned a path for you based on your travel direction."

Next stop: Fake bomb threat (in progress)

"Head northeast, proceed 50 meters, then turn left."

The blue and white arrows that appeared in the void at the same frequency flashed, urging the starters to quickly follow the route.

Zhuge Tongzhi: ...

Don't get so excited about cases! Your real master should be Conan, right?

However, after the Junior Detective Club arrived, she no longer had to pretend to be a child so deliberately.

Zhuge Tongzhi glanced at Conan, who was calmly questioning the shop manager, and Ai Haibara, who was calmly negotiating with the police while ordering people to guard the shop door. He felt that even if he tried his best to show his mature side, he would still look very childish compared to these two.

Although I am the same age as Shinichi Kudo and Shiho Miyano.

However, it was still good to have the opportunity to avoid Morofushi Kagemitsu's questions. Morofushi Tongzhi obediently let Ayumi, who pounced on him, pull him off the table, because it would be troublesome if he asked any further questions.

"I'm going to investigate a case, Hikaru." The girl, holding her classmate's hand, turned her head and affectionately called out the name they had just agreed on, instructing her guardian like a little adult, "You stay here and don't move."

I'll go buy you some oranges to shut you up from your endless questions.

"Eh..." Zhu Fujingguang blinked and saw Zhuge Tongzhi pulling his friends and several other elementary school students into the crime scene, while a short brown-haired girl in the distance was keeping the scene in good order.

Wait a minute, are kids allowed to get involved in cases these days?

Morofushi Kagemitsu felt something was amiss, so he stood up. Date Wataru and Matsuda Jinpei walked in through the door, and Morofushi Kagemitsu sat down again.

This is bad.

The man, disguised as Midorikawa Hikaru, turned his head slightly, trying to conceal his face as naturally as possible, and carefully observed the scene out of the corner of his eye.

The two colleagues quickly took over the scene with their respective teams.

Matsuda Jinpei, dressed in a neat bomb suit, exchanged a few words with his colleagues before putting on the bomb helmet that was tucked between his arms. He carefully fastened the buckle, completely concealing his signature black curly hair and sharp eyebrows.

The arrogant but meticulous police officer routinely and carefully checked the tools in his hands before squatting down to examine the bomb.

Just like when he was in police academy, he is meticulous, conscientious, and exceptionally talented.

Although he didn't really want to run into these insightful classmates, when Morofushi Kagemitsu saw his friends again after a long time, and they were all doing well and shining brightly in their respective fields.

He was genuinely happy.

Ignoring Matsuda Jinpei, who was quickly defusing the bomb, Morofushi Kagemitsu looked at the class president, who was the most righteous and the best at organizing and managing among his classmates, and thought that the other party would definitely be able to manage the elementary school students who had wandered into the scene.

Sure enough, Date Wataru immediately noticed the six elementary school students gathered in the center of the incident, and he decisively walked towards them.

It's alright now. Morofushi Kagemitsu picked up the now-cold tea and slowly sipped it. Suddenly, he choked and coughed involuntarily, looking at Date Wataru in shock.

Instead of kicking the elementary school students out of the scene, the police officer with a buzz cut gave each of them a pair of rubber gloves to help them conduct their investigation without disturbing the crime scene.

Surprisingly, none of the many police officers from the First Investigation Division complained. They were very accommodating to the few elementary school students running around in the room, and began to collect evidence, take photos, and draft reports in a self-contained manner.

Squad leader! What are you doing, squad leader?!

We went to the same police academy, right? Is this how Instructor Onizuka teaches?

Scratching down the tea, Morofushi Kagemitsu struggled to stop coughing, reached for a tissue to hastily wipe the water off the table, and as he looked down, he saw a hand with clearly defined knuckles gleaming into his field of vision.

"Hey, did you notice anything amiss just now?" A magnetic voice sounded beside him, carrying an unyielding tone.

The visitor had a pleasant voice, but lacked the polite and tactful phrases typical of Japanese people.

So soon another voice called out as it approached him. The new officer apologized profusely without saying a word, his words filled with humility and respect, “I’m so sorry, sir, we were just asking a routine question, we didn’t mean anything by it.” He quickly patched up his words.

The newly arrived police officer skillfully apologized to Matsuda Jinpei and completed all the usual greetings. After a long round of formalities, he politely explained the situation to the citizen in front of him, "We just discovered that it was a fake bomb, so there's no need to worry, sir. We hope you can tell us the specific details of what happened."

It's Matsuda Jinpei.

With Midorikawa Hikaru's face on his head, Morofushi Kagemitsu paused in his grip on the tissue.

He blinked his dog-like eyes, which he had just transformed into, and thought with a hint of helplessness, "This is really not good."

…

At that moment, Ida Kou secretly glanced at his colleagues' reactions, and they were exactly as he had expected.

The burly police officer sighed softly, and together with Takagi Wataru behind him, questioned the shop owner, Nakagawa Daisuke, before turning to a new page and jotting down clues for the new case in his notebook.

As Morofushi Kagemitsu said, this is a well-known restaurant that quickly rose to prominence on this street with its sushi, eel rice, and unique tea, and has been operating for nearly ten years.

All of this is inseparable from the restaurant's head chef, Yuichi Ikeda. It was he who, together with the owner, founded the restaurant and dedicated ten years of effort and time to researching dishes, which led the restaurant to its current status.

However, according to the staff, Daisuke Nakagawa and Yuichi Ikeda recently had a major conflict, and their argument has escalated to the point of a full-blown falling out. It seems to be related to Daisuke Nakagawa's decision to sell the restaurant and its exclusive recipes.

Meanwhile, Ida Air quickly obtained a list of the earliest people to enter and leave the store this morning.

They are Daisuke Nakagawa, who was in charge of opening the door; Nishimura, the employee in charge of delivering the food to the store; Mimi Hirata, who was the first to arrive at the store to clean; and Yuichi Ikeda, the head chef.

Ida Kou tapped each of the four names lightly, pondering as he connected them to form the general outline of the events.

Zhuge Tongzhi stood to the side with his hands behind his back, listening to all the clues provided by those in the know. He looked thoughtfully at the location indicated by the navigation—the kitchen's back kitchen.

Just as the girl was about to take a step, the sound of wind chimes welcoming customers came from the previously closed shop entrance. She turned her head in confusion.

At the entrance, the stocky Inspector Megure walked in one after the other, accompanied by a middle-aged man in a suit with a mustache.

At the same time, Morofushi Kagemitsu raised his face and looked at Matsuda Jinpei, who had taken off his riot helmet and raised his eyebrows. He blinked his droopy blue-gray puppy eyes, puzzled.

"Um?"

A note from the author:

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Yay!