Chapter 103 Past

Events in a Foreign Country Morofu Jingguang thought that Yu Gu Miao didn't want to see him again in the short term, and he actually never came back after he left. The two of them had basically stayed in the safe house and left notes to each other to inform each other of information. Now that the key has been returned, the two of them have lost contact.

...I went to the organization's laboratory for a checkup, and when I came back, I not only lost my short-term meal ticket, but also lost the source of information. It's

really a loss of both the wife and the army.

Yu Gu Miao didn't know whether he should blame the laboratory that tested drugs on him and Bermode from time to time, or blame himself for being shocked and talking nonsense after being called by his previous name.

However, the tasks that came up again made him no longer have time to think about this matter. Everything was normal except that no one would suddenly pull him out of the closet.

It was troublesome to be pulled out of the closet and moved in the middle of sleep, but now that the guy who always woke me up in the middle of the night is gone, I can finally have a good sleep...

During the time when Morobushi Keimitsu completely disappeared from the vicinity of Yutani Mia, the mess on the cruise ship finally came to an end. Newspapers and news were filled with Matsuo Kazushi's haggard face, which seemed like a completely different person. He was temporarily detained in the detention center wearing prisoner's clothes, waiting for the day of the final verdict. 'Life sentence' will completely become his ending when the judge strikes the gavel.

These are what Conan Edogawa said all at once when he arrived at the haunted house. Suemitsu Sosuke, wearing a black coat, silently pursed his lips as the other party spoke quickly, swallowing the words "In fact, Officer Nagasawa told me the first time." He could only watch the other party finish speaking helplessly.

After the young detective finished speaking, he remembered that as a former special police officer of SAT, the man's source of information must be faster and more than that of Maori Kogoro, a former police officer who left the Metropolitan Police Department early. The boy's face flushed instantly, and he quickly lowered his head, locking his eyes on the tip of his shoes, trying to hide the embarrassed and shy expression on his cheeks.

A hand fell on his head.

With very gentle strength, he brushed the hair, and gently stroked the top of his head with his cold palm and fingertips, and then quickly left. When Edogawa Conan finally reacted and raised his head, the man had already gone to the study room. The boy only saw the back of the wheelchair and the man's back.

As a "cleaner", Okiya Subaru, who came with the little boy, smiled. He remembered that the former Captain Suemitsu was indeed not good at praising and comforting.

He often scolded his team members until they were depressed and really irritated them to the point of losing their motivation. Then he was pushed by the deputy team leader and awkwardly said, "Okay, you have done a great job as special police... Don't be too happy too soon. You are still a long way from being able to beat me. You can only talk about it when you can really beat me. Keep practicing."

It seems that there have been a lot of changes, but when you look closely, you feel that nothing has changed.

After thinking about it, Subaru Okiya raised his feet and followed Conan Edogawa who had already escaped to the study. The furniture that was more convenient to move was gone, and many things commonly seen in the training ground were placed in front. Always remembering his identity as a cleaner, the tall graduate student took the initiative to move the huge bookcase without complaint and moved some things that were left in place to the utility room.

"Can you use a gun?"

Suemitsu Sosuke asked without any sense of exploiting the labor force. After seeing the boy nod his head, who was somewhat at a loss on the training ground, he took out a pistol from the cabinet next to him and threw it over.

"Hit the target over there."

"Huh?!" Edogawa Conan was startled and took the gun in a panic. He asked about the origin of the gun but was suppressed by the dark red eyes of the other party. In the end, he could only turn a blind eye to this topic and aim at the target placed on the wall by the man with a standard gun holding posture.

The bullet flew out and hit the bull's eye.

The little boy raised his lips slightly and turned to look at the man next to him, but he saw that he was facing the wall with his dark red eyes a little dazed. Then he remembered that whether it was the pistol or the bullets that broke through the air, it seemed to be one of the stressors for that person.

"Teacher Suemitsu...?" Edogawa Conan, who was still a boy at heart, originally stepped back with a happy expression because of a bullseye, put down the hand holding the gun and blocked it to his side.

"Raise it." Coming back to his senses from the slight trance, Suemitsu Sosuke touched the boy's hand that was put back into the standard gun holding posture.

He was clearly looking at those dark red eyes, but it seemed that he could not see, and it seemed that he was not seeing the scene in front of him. The overly thin hands first touched the boy's forearm, and then moved to the hand holding the gun.

Apparently, the man was once again evoked by the gunshots and had hallucinations that made him unable to see clearly what was around him. Illusory scenery and colorful lights exploded before his eyes. The rich colors made him panic subconsciously at first, and even his expression was a little dazed.

He was now completely the same as if he couldn't see anything.

"Teacher Suemitsu, I can practice this by myself... It's not necessary..." Edogawa Conan bit his lower lip, feeling guilty for dragging the other party into this painful illusion again. He saw the other party's dark red eyes flashing, and he obviously saw a realistic illusion again.

"Little detective." Suemitsu Sosuke smiled and muttered this title.

The feeling of Asari saying this is completely different. Edogawa Conan was distracted at this time and thought that Asari would only call him this title occasionally, and his tone was full of tolerance and helplessness, which was completely different from the tone of Suemitsu Sosuke.

He looked at the man in front of him, whom he didn't know how to evaluate. He raised the corner of his mouth because of this sentence, his eyes were still covered by a layer of translucent thing, but his expression didn't change much, "Escape will only make people stop in their tracks."

"...Instead of talking about this, you might as well spend more time worrying about whether you can pass the special training."

The man's right hand, which had not worn gloves since he got off the helicopter, fumbled and pinched the child's wrist, which was very slender for an adult, and moved the other person a little, "The standard grip for adults is not suitable for children. Change the center of gravity and put it here."

Edogawa Conan moved forward along the other person's hand and turned his palm to the position where the man had just touched with his fingertips. The scar on Suemitsu Sosuke's hand always rubbed against his hand skin when he moved him, highlighting his presence.

'Can you still shoot? No, you will tremble when you see a gun now, right?'

Suddenly recalling what Matsuo Kazushi said on the helicopter, the boy's hidden gaze fell on the man next to him, who now has his eyes open but cannot see him at all.

Come to think of it, Mr. Suemitsu has not worn gloves since getting off the helicopter. Was he wearing the gloves before just for show? Or does the man still care about the fierce burns and scars on his hands.

When he came with Inspector Megure before, the man also wore gloves, and even when they met on the street corner that time, he was also wearing gloves, which shows that this scar still has a certain impact on him psychologically.

But after returning from the cruise ship, Suemitsu Sosuke has not worn the pair of black gloves. Does it mean that after catching that guy Matsuo Kazushi, the man's mental state has finally eased?

"You can still be distracted at this time?" Suemitsu Sosuke's voice came from the side, instantly interrupting the little detective's thoughts.

Edogawa Conan couldn't help but utter a questioning tone, as if he didn't know why he was caught being distracted.

The other party couldn't see anything else at the moment, and was groping his hands to adjust his posture. He thought that his momentary thinking would not be noticed.

"The sound of a person's breathing is different in different states, and the muscle reactions are also different."

Knowing exactly what Edogawa Conan was wondering about, Suemitsu Sosuke explained without waiting for the man to ask. While he was speaking, he tried hard to get rid of the buff that the vest would automatically generate as soon as it saw the stressor, but his vision only recovered for a few seconds before it was replaced by a strong hallucination again.

The boy looked at his teacher's eyes, which flashed with clarity for a moment, and his vision seemed to finally penetrate through layers of obstacles and landed on his face, but was covered by that layer of realization again in the next second.

"The breathing slowed down, and the arm muscles suddenly relaxed just now." The sharp-jointed hands squeezed the other person's tightened forearm again. The black-haired man lowered his head slightly, looked at the person, and looked at the other person through the hallucination, "Your arm muscles have been tense before, just like now. Are you afraid of me?"

"No..." Edogawa Conan subconsciously denied. He looked at the other person's face that was getting closer, and finally had the opportunity to take a good look at the teacher's appearance.

How can I say that my muscles are tight, I am just a little nervous, and...I am inexplicably afraid that I will not perform well and let the other party down.

The feeling he gave now was very similar to the last time he analyzed detailed information from the photo of the girl's body. The combination of a broken body and a powerful soul produced a dizzying and shaky feeling. Although he was sitting in a wheelchair, the shadow of the past was still in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and his demeanor was the same as before. He

was still so radiant.

Suemitsu Sosuke raised the corners of his mouth because of what the other party said, "It's normal to be afraid of me. My teammates were all afraid of me before."

But he was fine afterwards, and even dared to joke with himself. He replaced all the coffee prepared for others at the meeting with peach juice in pink packaging, causing him to be laughed at by the vice-captain for a whole day.

He said this in a very calm tone, but Edogawa Conan obviously would not respond. Instead, he looked at him with a complicated expression. The man pursed his lips, and missed Akai Shuichi who was probably still busy in the sundries room.

If that guy was here, he would probably add with a smile, "I seem to remember. It turns out that coffee was originally prepared that time."

Talking to a guy who knew the group of people who had left would give people a quiet and peaceful feeling.

The idea of ​​'someone still remembers' is probably more effective than any antidepressant.

It was just a casual mention, not going to extend the topic. After confirming that the boy's hand was in the right place, he finally commented on the shot that hit the bull's eye, "The hand is not stable, and the shooting speed is too slow. The accuracy is good."

Unfortunately, there is no way to install a moving target here. I wonder if the cleaner can run wildly in the study room converted into a training ground with a gun target on his head, pretending to be a moving target plate at an amazing speed.

A pink-haired graduate student wearing glasses running wildly in the training ground with a target in his arms... Thinking of that strange picture, a smile overflowed from the man's dark red eyes. He moved the wheelchair a little, indicating that the other party should hand over the gun to him.

Conan Edogawa hesitated for a moment before handing the gun to the man. The moment he took it, Sosuke Suemitsu's hands trembled slightly, not violently, but still visible at a glance.

He raised the gun, something flashed in his eyes, and the shrouded fog finally dissipated. The man narrowed his eyes slightly and fired very quickly, as if he didn't even aim at the target. Three bullets flew out in succession and penetrated the bullet hole that the boy had just shot.

Wow... so powerful!

Conan Edogawa's eyes widened instantly, and he rested his hands on the armrests of the wheelchair of the man next to him, and stood on tiptoe to look at the other's hand holding the gun. His movements were not standard, and he deliberately slid up a little to avoid the narrow scar.

"Don't be superstitious about the standard posture. Everyone has a way of holding a gun that suits them best. I'll teach you this after you really learn how to use a gun. Change the speed first."

After handing the gun back, Suemitsu Sokai finally struggled out of the annoying hallucination, and his dark red eyes regained clarity. "Starting from two consecutive shots, the initial preparation time cannot exceed 10 seconds."

The little detective took the gun in his hand again and found that the other party had taken out a timer from somewhere and pressed the timer before he could react. He said bluntly, "10, 9..."? !

Why did the timer start all of a sudden? ! ! !

The gun was almost out of his hand, and Conan Edogawa hurriedly clenched the thing in his hand, and subconsciously took the standard posture taught in Hawaii before reacting. The teacher just helped him adjust it, and he adjusted it again in a panic.

"6, 5..."

It was not so fast to remember the posture just now. In this panic state, the brain went blank. He tried several ways but none of them worked. In the end, he could only fire two bullets in a hurry when the time returned to zero.

The results were really bad.

Seeing Suemitsu Sosuke looking up at the target on the wall, he raised an eyebrow after seeing the position of the two bullet holes. Conan Edogawa put down the gun and did not dare to look at the other party.

Really... The last time I felt this guilty was when Xiaolan doubted my identity.

Teacher Suemitsu is really scary when he is serious.

"As expected." The man who was very scary in the eyes of the young detective commented. His eyes lingered on the other's inappropriate gun-holding posture, and he actually took out a clipboard from the cabinet next to him and scribbled a line of words on it, "Put down the gun."

"Don't you want to practice anymore?"

Subconsciously following the man's instructions, he put the gun back to the cabinet where he took it out, and Edogawa Conan asked with wide eyes in confusion. He was actually quite curious about what the other wrote on the clipboard, but the relationship between the two was not only not very close, but also a little awkward when they were together.

Not to mention that in front of Suemitsu Sosuke, he didn't dare to act cute and nag the other party to show himself like he did when he was looking at evidence at the crime scene before.

"Let's find out the details today." The notebook clipped on the recording board was very small. After writing this line of words, the man turned the page directly. The little detective vaguely saw sharp handwriting on the back of the paper, and there seemed to be a string of numbers below.

What is this? It can't be the target I just shot... Record the results of today's huge mistake, so that it will be convenient to whip the corpse later.

It was impossible to make out what the faintly printed words on the back said... After

failing to peek, the boy stood next to the other person again. He caught a glimpse of the door from the corner of his eye and saw the pink-haired cleaner finally returned to the training ground.

He had taken off his coat and rolled up his sleeves to reveal a pair of smooth, explosive arms. There was a thin layer of sweat on his body and his collar was open, revealing the voice changer on his neck.

The man did not speak, but after looking around and finding that there was nothing to move, he stood by and watched them teach quietly.

"What do you usually use for self-defense?" After nodding to Okiya Subaru who came in later, Suemitsu Sosuke looked at the little boy, tapped the sharp tip of his pen on the notebook, and waited for the other party's answer.

[“How do you usually do your homework?” Thank you. I feel the pressure. I feel like I was called to the office by the head teacher to check on my academic performance in various subjects.]

[Teacher, please be nice! (tears in the eyes.jpg) Let’s do some teaching play. I also want to be taught by the teacher. Why is it so cold? It turns out that I am not wearing pants. That’s fine.]

[It looks so cool when shooting!! Captain Sama can already imagine how he taught his teammates to shoot. The whole team must accept the punishment of the timer they carry with them at all times! ]

[Some people are stabbed while laughing. "Escape will only make people stop in their tracks." From this sentence, we can seem to see the high-spirited look of the past. July's unfinished mission has finally come to an end. Can Mr. Motoko let go of the burden a little and try to live on? At least until he sees the bullet of the boy he taught himself pierce the chest of the tissue?]

[Definitely! Mr. Motoko's mental state is much better than when he first appeared. Even the dark circles under his eyes have faded. Rejuvenation is possible in the scientific world, so why can't he cure hemiplegia! ]

[Even though the illusion swept over again, he could still teach Conan as usual. I wonder what Mr. Suemitsu saw this time. If it was still the same as on the ship, it would be a he (crying cat head) at least you guys look the same as before]

["I'm the only one walking and changing, and you bastards are still the same. You can definitely beat me now, right?"

Walk slower, wait for me.]

[Is it possible that the comic only stabbed me once, and the other stabs were caused by you? ? ]

Suemitsu Sosuke, who was listening to Conan Edogawa seriously introducing the equipment on him, didn't notice that as large amounts of discussions about himself were posted on the forum, the progress bar above his mission card in the system, which was

slowly moving forward, slowed down a little bit, and even stopped at some times.

"That's all."

After showing off his retractable belt, the little boy packed up his things and looked at the teacher in front of him, waiting for him to speak.

"Not bad, that doctor is amazing." Suemitsu Sosuke took the watch handed over by the other party, opened it and took a look, and finally showed some satisfaction in his eyes, "Now, use these things to attack me."

"Okay... huh?"

Edogawa Conan, who was putting the watch returned by the other party on his wrist, nodded subconsciously after hearing this sentence, and when he reacted, he couldn't help but stare at the other party with wide eyes, and his round eyes were full of incredible.

"Don't worry, attack me."

Suemitsu Sosuke interrupted the man's question with a much stronger voice than before. He pointed at himself and repeated what he just said again, even emphasizing the word "I". Seeing that the boy was

still hesitant and didn't even open the cover of his watch, the man couldn't help but "tsk" and turned his eyes to Okiya Subaru who had been silent, "You do it."

Are they going to fight each other?

Edogawa Conan looked up at the FBI ace agent who was much taller than him, swallowed silently, and put his fingers on the dial of his watch.

In any case, it is easier to aim at Mr. Akai than to aim at Mr. Suemitsu, at least there is no such guilty conscience.

I'm sorry, Mr. Akai! Just

as Edogawa Conan was about to open the dial and aim at the man, he saw the dark red eyes of the man sitting in the wheelchair turn and fall on Okiya Subaru, "I mean, you and me."

......? ?

The man who had been ready to defend himself against the little detective paused, opened his dark green eyes, looked over with a little hesitation and shock, and then lowered his expression when he saw the man's expression without any joking.

Edogawa Conan's eyes widened because of Suemitsu Sosuke's words, and before he could open his mouth, he saw the two men less than a meter apart, and he didn't know what they were talking about in their gaze. The pink-haired man wearing glasses suddenly made a move and hit the other man in the face.

For a moment, the little boy even held his breath.

Suemitsu Sosuke just turned his head slightly to avoid the attack, and in this position, he grabbed the wrist of the opponent's attacking hand with his hand and pulled it forward violently. The

attacker's chassis was very stable, and the opponent's strong pulling action only made him sway forward a little, and his feet did not even leave the original place, while the opponent's wheelchair, which was convenient for movement, slid forward because of this action, pulling the distance between the two people closer.

This was exactly Suemitsu Sosuke's purpose. Before the opponent could react, he suddenly stretched out his hands and climbed onto the opponent's shoulders. He actually relied on the extremely strong explosive power of his arms to put all his body strength on his arms and got off the wheelchair.

Originally, the next move of this attack should be to kick the opponent in the face with the bent knee, but the black-haired man was obviously unable to do this now.

Okiya Subaru realized what the opponent was going to do almost the moment his shoulders were pressed. He immediately reached out and grabbed the opponent's leg crotch, which was hanging down weakly. With his other hand, he grabbed the man's left wrist that was supported on his shoulder. Both hands exerted force at the same time to throw the opponent to the side.

A light flashed in his dark red eyes, and Suemiku Sosuke raised the corners of his mouth. He quickly changed the movement of his hands a second before the opponent exerted force, and overlapped his hands to wrap around the opponent's neck. The man's dark green eyes suddenly widened, and he obviously understood the intention of this action in an instant, but he could no longer retract the movement of pushing Suemiku Sosuke to the side.

The man followed his movements and lightened his body. When he was thrown to the side, he did not change the movement of his arms, and directly followed the man's push to move behind him.

The arm that originally contained no offensive power and only wrapped around the opponent's neck suddenly tightened after changing position, tightly strangling the opponent's throat.

In order to avoid suffocation, Okiya Subaru leaned back with the opponent's force, and at the same time, he hit the opponent with his elbow. Unexpectedly, the opponent did not even dodge, and only let out a small muffled groan when he was hit, so soft that the little detective who was not far away from the two of them did not hear it.

The attack did not make the opponent loosen his grip. The restraint on his neck became more and more obvious. Okiya Subaru's glasses flew off during the action just now. He simply pushed his crutches back again and pressed against the man's waist and abdomen. His body fell backwards, bringing the man to the ground with him. Suemitsu Sosuke hit the floor

and instantly let go of the man's neck. He rolled to the side to avoid the opponent's palm that was about to attack him the next second.

The two fell beside the stunned little detective. The boy pushed back several steps before lying down, staring blankly at the two people who inexplicably and rudely started fighting.

[Don't fight anymore! You can't fight like this... You will kill people if you fight like this! Akai, what are you doing? Akai, how can you fight without any reason? If this video is released, you will really be arrested for bullying the disabled... No, now it is hard to tell who is bullying who.]

[Fuck... Why did you start fighting over a disagreement? Did you communicate through brain waves when you looked at each other just now? ! Conan's expression is so real, I am also stunned now]

[I am shocked that the two of them can really fight and even fight back and forth, Captain Suemitsu is really strong... In his prime, he could have defeated the strongest fighter Kyogoku Shin]

[It feels like the teacher is relying on skills and experience now. His strength should not be comparable to Akai's, and his legs are also very limited. He didn't get rid of the opponent with the neck attack, and now he is almost being pinned down and bullied by Akai on the floor]

[Pinned down and bullied...Private Marseille I hallucinated something strange. Ahem, it feels like Suemitsu also relied mainly on skills and arm strength when he was kidnapped last time. The limitation of not being able to move his legs is indeed too great]

What do you mean by pinned down and bullied?

The teacher, who had originally planned to end the fight and tell the little boy that he was not that weak and to let him attack him without any worries, frowned slightly, feeling provoked.

Not knowing that the forum had brought him trouble, Okiya Subaru had been alert to the opponent's movements, but saw that the man was silent for a moment, and when he attacked again, his movements were faster and fiercer each time.

The man narrowed his eyes, analyzed the direction of each of the opponent's movements, and took the opportunity to attack the opponent after dodging. Okiya Subaru did not want to fix the battlefield on the ground, but the gap between the two was too short, and he could not even find time to stand up.

Conan Edogawa watched as the two men fought from the ground here to the ground there, even knocking over the cabinet. The pistol originally placed in the cabinet fell out, like a grain of bread falling into a fish pond. The two men reached out to grab the pistol at the same time, and the fight became more and more intense while trying to grab the pistol.

Finally, Subaru Okiya finally touched the pistol. The boy only saw the pink-haired man suddenly pull the other man up from the ground a little, twisting the other man's left hand behind his body, and the cold pistol was turned by Subaru Okiya just before it was against the man's temple. In the end, it was only the butt of the gun that was against the man's forehead.

For a moment, neither of them moved, but just maintained this decisive posture, breathing slightly. From

his angle, Conan Edogawa couldn't see Suemitsu Sosuke's expression. He was afraid that his teacher would be triggered by the

gun and suffer from some bad mental illness again. The boy ran over with his short legs, but caught a glimpse of coldness when he got close. From his previous angle, it seemed that the man who was completely held in someone's arms and had a gun pressed against his temple, unable to resist, had a thin blade between his lips, which was pressed against the pulse of Okiya Subaru's neck, and the hand that was not controlled was holding a thin and sharp blade that also fell out of the overturned cabinet, which was pressed against the back of the opponent's chest.

"Draw?" Okiya Subaru put down the gun that was against the opponent's forehead first, and pushed it to a place where the man couldn't see it. His voice still carried a slight panting after the fierce fight, but his dark green pupils were very bright.

"You win."

Suemitsu Sosuke put down the blade in his hand, took out the blade in his mouth and replied, "The blade is cheating."

This blade was not a fighting prop taken from the overturned cabinet, but he had hidden it in his collar.

Okiya Subaru was really amazing. The pistol and the blade fell at the same time, and then the dagger was raised. If there was no blade, he would have lost before he swung the sharp blade.

"I've improved a lot." With his dark red eyes narrowed, Suemitsu Sosuke subconsciously compared the other party's movements today with the appearance he had seen a long time ago, and praised sincerely, "It seems that you have learned a lot in your undercover career?"

Okiya Subaru smiled, stood up, and motioned Edogawa Conan to push the wheelchair next to him and put the man back on it, "I really learned a lot there." After

a good fight with a man who was considered to be the top in terms of strength, reaction and skills, Suemitsu Sosuke exhaled a breath of fresh air, and after styling his black hair that was slightly damp with sweat, he finally cast his eyes on Edogawa Conan on the side.

"Do you dare to take action now?"

... Don't dare.

Edogawa Conan couldn't help but curl his half-moon eyes and secretly complain in his heart.

I'm even more afraid, okay? Before, I was afraid that something might happen to you, but now I'm worried that something might happen to me.

I feel like I can twist my neck off.

"...Where did you put Mr. Suemitsu's razor blade before?" The little boy was so curious about this question that he couldn't help asking before opening the dial.

"Personal habit."

Suemitsu Sosuke hid the razor blade back into the secret pocket of his collar, and showed the boy the razor blade on his sleeve.

I didn't expect that the explanation given at the banquet was not an excuse, and that there really is such a personal habit as carrying a razor blade with you.

Edogawa Conan instantly recalled the "personal habit" that had knocked Takagi Wataru unconscious a long time ago, and couldn't help but smile.

"It's very convenient. If you are tied up, you can use it to cut the rope." The black-haired man pointed to the one on his sleeve, "The one on the collar can be taken out directly with your mouth. It's suitable for special situations."

He smiled, and obviously this special situation refers to the fight with Okiya Subaru just now. Then, he didn't know what he thought of, and the smile in the man's eyes faded, "It's also very useful when necessary."

Swallowing the blade into the throat is an excellent and effective way to commit suicide. If you are accidentally captured by the enemy forces, at least you can use this thing to retain the last bit of dignity when necessary.

He didn't explain this sentence, and the smart detective boy didn't need to explain. The positions of the few people returned to the previous state. Edogawa Conan used the ** and football to attack continuously, but he didn't get any advantage from Suemitsu Sosuke. In the end, he could only look down and watch the teacher write line after line on the recording board.

"It's enough for ordinary people, and it's also enough for the criminals we encounter on a daily basis."

Suemitsu Sosuke looked at the other party's obviously disappointed expression, and added, "But it's far from enough to deal with the group of guys you mentioned, little detective."

"But I..."

"You don't want to hurt anyone." Suemitsu Sosuke added calmly, "Using footballs and watches to fight bullets is not a good choice."

Edogawa Conan bit his lip and wanted to say something, but he didn't say it.

He pinched his fingertips and felt that he had thought things too simply before, even a little naive. The chestnut-haired police officer's throat was cut.

He wanted to not really hurt anyone, whether it was a companion or a criminal, but he didn't have enough ability. The only result in the end was probably that he would lose everything and catch nothing.

The boy's emotions and thoughts were too easy to guess. Suemitsu Sosuke paused, and when he spoke again, his tone was much softer than before, "I will teach you how to use these two things to deal with guns, and I will not force you to learn things you don't want to learn."

"Suemitsu... Teacher?"

The boy, who had come out of his emotions, raised his head in a daze and met the pair of dark red eyes.

Suemitsu Sosuke continued to himself, "You can follow your own principles and forgive those guys. But you can't give others an opportunity to take advantage of you because you follow your own principles."

He looked at the boy, who was not even as tall as his wheelchair, and had a soft profile. He finally reached out and pinched the soft cheeks of the man he had coveted for a long time.

"When you are really determined, you can always let me teach another class."

The end-of-course gift will probably be a pistol that has not been registered.

The next second, Suemitsu Sosuke suddenly widened his eyes, scratched his fingers on the armrest of the wheelchair a few times, and showed a bit of a loss for the first time.

The boy suddenly rushed over and hugged him tightly.

Suemitsu: I am really amazing!

Small drama:

"Karma"

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Saw the comment: Can we kill easily?

Laughed at this comment for a long time, and got retribution today↓

Teacher: I think the question is very simple

Me who saw the test paper: Can I be killed easily? !

(collapsed)

It’s three o’clock, no time to fix the typos, let me sleep first—I’m so sleepy—

About why I’ve written this far:

[1pm]

Me: The exam will be over at three! I’ll pull you out to write after the exam!

Taotao: Okay! Then I’ll lay it out first

[3pm]

Me: I’m so exhausted by the test paper, I’m going to take a shower and go to bed!

Taotao: Lay it out for a while

[I don’t know what time it is]

Taotao: I want to eat, go shopping, and walk around the playground

Me: It’s forgivable to be lax on my day off

[6pm]

Taotao: Start writing!

Me: ...keep laying it out

[11pm]

Wuwuwuwuwuwu ah ah ah The two of us type furiously on the keyboard together

[1am]

Taotao: I’ve finished fixing the article, it’s over!

Me: Wuwuwuwuwu ah ah ah I still have 4k to write

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