Conan Dressed As Gin

Another parent visit day, Didan Primary School welcomed a group of parents.

The children in class B of the first grade are all drawing with crayons. Some of the parents who came were with them, and there was laughter and laughter.

Conan and Haibara painted calmly.

Because Xiaolan also has to go to class, she definitely won't be able to come. And Haiyuan refused the doctor to participate. The two of them looked particularly conspicuous among a group of children with their parents.

Mr. Xiaolin stood at the open door of the classroom, looked at the information in the notebook, then looked up at the man in black standing in front of him, and asked suspiciously:

"I'm sorry... but you said, you are Conan's father?"

"Yes, I'm Edogawa Heqing." Shan Heqing tried his best to make his face warm again.

No way, anyone who sees Jinjiu like this will think that he is not a good person.

"Because I've been busy all the time, I had to foster Conan at Mr. Mori's house. I'm ashamed... It's the first time I've come to his school."

His expression was sincere, yet a little ashamed and guilty.

Mr. Xiaolin was dubious, but walked back to the class and quietly asked Conan, "Conan, do you know the person at the door?"

Maybe it's the reason why Shan Heqing is not the real gin. No matter how much he imitates, there is no such breath. Caused the "tissue detector" of Huiyuan to completely fail for him. So when Conan looked up, he saw the man in black completely by surprise.

"Hello..." His left shoulder collapsed, revealing a half-moon eye.

It is really more and more suspicious that there is something wrong with Gin's brain. He is an organized killer, and he is addicted to pretending to be his father? I have nothing to do every day, come to participate in his parent activities, what is this!

Conan raised his forehead and complained inwardly.

"..." Haibara Ai had an indescribably complex expression on her face.

"Conan?" Teacher Kobayashi urged him when he saw that he was suddenly in a trance.

"Yes, that's my father, Edogawa Kawasaki." Conan replied helplessly.

Even though he still didn't agree with the gin, he didn't expose the man.

"Conan, you...if you have anything to hide, you can tell Mr. Kobayashi quietly." Mrs. Kobayashi looked at his expression, very worried, and then glanced at the door vigilantly.

"Mr. Xiaolin, Dad is busy every day, and he hasn't come to see me!" Conan pretended to be childish and complained angrily.

Really, he had to pretend to be a child here to cover. What the **** is Jinjiu trying to do?

The man at the door then showed a kind and tolerant smile.

Only then did Mr. Xiaolin feel relieved, and he apologized to Jinjiu before welcoming him in.

"This class is about drawing my favorite things. Parents can sit down and draw with the children." Teacher Xiaolin smiled.

Shan Heqing glanced aside.

Ayumi painted the little rabbit, and her mother was sitting next to her and drawing a little skirt.

Yuan Tai's paintings are strange, but you don't have to guess to know that he should be painting eel rice or eel. And his father painted tempura, barbecued pork noodles, shrimp **** and other food beside him.

As expected of father and son, the two are foodies.

It turns out that while enhancing the parent-child relationship, does it also stimulate the childlike innocence of the parents?

Shan Heqing sat down beside Conan and watched him draw an unfinished figure on the paper. Smoking a pipe and wearing a big hat.

Sherlock Holmes... Sure enough.

"Come on, I'll give you a pen and paper." Teacher Xiaolin handed over the things and looked at Shan Heqing expectantly.

"I still don't need to..." Shan Heqing subconsciously declined.

"It's your first time participating in Conan's school visit." Teacher Kobayashi emphasized the pronunciation of "the first time", glanced at Conan, and then looked at Shan Heqing earnestly.

"Then... okay." Shan Heqing couldn't resist the look in his eyes.

Conan stared in surprise.

Mr. Kobayashi, are you sure that Gin will draw his favorite things? ! He can definitely draw guns!

He hurriedly stopped: "Dad...Dad, please help me draw this person, I can't draw well!"

Shan Heqing took out the gloves from his pocket and put them on, and smiled meaningfully at Conan: "You have to finish your own paintings."

His eyes swept across Hai Yuan, who was staring at him with a complicated face, unable to control it, he habitually showed her an excited sneer.

Hai Yuan trembled subconsciously, his eyes were confused for a moment, and he suddenly calmed down. She didn't look at them anymore, lowered her head and continued to paint. It's just that the fingers are still shaking.

Shan Heqing began to draw under the worried look on Conan's face and Mr. Kobayashi's expectant gaze.

While his hand is steady when holding a gun, he's a little tough when it comes to crayons. With almost crooked lines, Conan's drawings are better than him.

"Well... the painting is also of a person." Teacher Kobayashi observed.

"This is a suit and tie, and...shorts?" Teacher Xiaolin was puzzled when he saw that Shan Heqing had added a pair of glasses to the character, and suddenly, "It turned out to be Conan!"

She looked at Mr. He Qing with a smile on his face, and then at Conan with a surprised look (big fog), and she praised with emotion: "It's really a father-son relationship. I won't bother you two anymore."

The author has something to say: hhh

Conan must have a look of disbelief: Are you kidding me?

Shan Heqing smiled without saying a word: How can there be.

He's just trying to get closer to Conan.