Conan and I start the hell-level main line

It was another morning. Conan yawned and sat up from the floor. He looked sleepily at Kogoro Mouri who was sleeping soundly on the bed with snot bubbles running from his nose.

Well, Uncle Maori’s life is pretty good as he can sleep until he wakes up naturally.

And I still have to go to school. However, even if I recover my original body, I still have to go to school.

Conan smiled bitterly helplessly, and had nothing else to do except his own business.

I really envy Nailiang. They are already halfway through their winter vacation in China. When will our winter vacation come?

Xiaolan prepared breakfast on the table early, said hello to Conan, and hurried to school. After dealing with the supernatural incidents from the previous two days, she had to talk to the principal, so she left first.

Conan waved goodbye and looked at the exquisite sandwich made by Xiaolan on the plate. It was nutritionally balanced, and some of the depression in his heart disappeared.

Forget it, Conan’s identity is not bad either, he can see Xiaolan every day. Conan picked up the sandwich, took a bite, and smiled happily.

Conan looked at the calendar on the wall again. It was almost a week away from the full moon incident. He paused, shook his head, picked up his schoolbag and went out.

Conan looked at the number on his phone marked "Natsume-san" that he had called many times. After dialing the number, he heard the familiar voice again.

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"Ah..." Conan hung up the phone with a blank expression.

Natsume-san, when will you come back?

Soon, Conan met the three little ones and Ai who were waiting for him in a familiar place and went to school with him.

"Conan!" The lively Ayumi waved her hands and shouted excitedly when she saw Conan.

Genta, Mitsuhiko: I’m so envious. .

Conan: "Sorry for the long wait."

Yuan Tai: "You are so slow."

Mitsuhiko: "I thought you would be late today. Haha, you really kept us waiting."

Ayumi: "But speaking of waiting, Natsume-sensei hasn't been here for a while, and I kind of want to listen to his class."

Yuan Tai and Guang Yan were upset: Well, we don't really want to. The math competition is finally over, and we thought the classes for this semester are over. As a result, we just got out of the wolf's den and fell into the tiger's mouth. The high-intensity Chinese learning is over. . π_π

"Let's go, it's almost time." Xiao Ai said calmly. The three little ones were originally elementary school students. They walked in front while laughing and singing.

This provides a hidden space for Conan and Ai to chat. It seems unnecessary, because everyone else is passively deaf to any chat involving the main plot.

Ai: "Hey, how's it going? Natsume-san hasn't come yet?"

"No, it's been almost a week." Conan shook his head, and for some reason, his tone was filled with reluctance to believe.

Xiao Ai looked at Conan indifferently but deeply, and said, "As I recall, Fu Huashi has been injured for almost a week."

Conan nodded, then froze again, "Yeah, what's that called... um, an uncommon character..."

"駮鷏." Xiao Ai rolled her eyes at him and reminded him.

"Yes, yes." Conan laughed dryly. This crappy name is too hard to remember.

"That day, this man punched Fu Huashi and sent her flying into the sea. At that time, I heard a loud and clear sound of bones breaking. I was terrified. I didn't expect that man to be so terrifying."

"As for Fu Huashi, his chest should be sunken. Even if he is fine, it is very likely that he will not be able to get out of bed for the next six months."

When it comes to Fu Huashi, Conan doesn't have a good mood and has a very bad impression of this person. Although he cannot be compared with enemies like Gin who mess up his life, he still regards her as a difficult enemy.

But, ever since the Mermaid Island incident, why do I feel a little depressed every time I mention him?

"Yes, since then, it seemed as if the people in the organization disappeared temporarily, and disappeared with them... Natsume-san." Ai's voice gradually became colder, and a shadow began to appear on her face.

Conan wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it, "Natsume-san..."

"Have you ever thought that most of the time, when Natsume-san is not around, we would meet Fu Huashi. Now, Fu Huashi is injured, and Natsume-san has also disappeared. Do you think...it is possible that they are the same person?" A hint of coldness flashed in Xiaoai's eyes, and she spoke slowly in a dark tone.

Conan was stunned for a long time, and just said with an awkward smile: "You worry too much, this is just a coincidence, how could Natsume-san be Fu Huashi."

Xiao Ai said coldly, looking at Conan with a frown, "Really? I don't think so. Then explain why Natsume-san hasn't come to see us for so many days, and he hasn't even taken the initiative to call us once. This... is the first time."

"This..." Conan was silent, and Ai also showed a strange black expression.

Conan tried his best to defend himself: "No, Natsume-san is not Fu Huashi. I called him these days and he still got through. He told me that he hasn't finished his school affairs yet and he will be back in a few days!!"

Ai: "Natsume-san is studying at Beihua University, right? Have you ever been there in person?"

Conan scratched his head bitterly, "This... These days it's either supernatural events or the Storatibalios incident. Time has passed..."

"So... you haven't seen it with your own eyes? As a scientist, shouldn't you be skeptical based on the attitude of analyzing each case specifically?"

"This... isn't right. The day I first met you, wasn't there a professor and a man who were murdered? That day, I was at the professor's house, and I saw Fu Huashi in the dark outside the window with my own eyes, Natsume-san. I'm sure it was him, and... and Natsume-san was definitely right next to me at the time!"

Conan said this at the top of his voice. He absolutely did not want to believe this. He just wanted to defend him and prove his innocence for the person he respected most in his heart.

Conan firmly believed in his heart that Natsume-kun was definitely not a bad person and was definitely not a member of the organization!

but……

Xiao Ai sneered, "Really? Remember Vermouth? Voices can be disguised, and even appearance and dress can be changed. The call you answered and the Fu Huashi you saw at the time, how can you be sure that it wasn't someone else's disguise?"

Conan was stunned, as if he had lost his soul, and was full of self-doubt.

Could it be... Could it be that Natsume-san, really...

……

"Natsume-san, Natsume-san..."

"Conan..."

There is only infinite confusion in the heavy heart, and the scenes of the past are echoing in the depths of the dark soul.

The dialogues, cooperation, trust, and calls from each other are so many...

……

Whenever Conan thinks of this, whenever he doubts this, his heart aches. Really, it aches so much.

Conan actually had doubts too, but...but he always comforted himself and believed in his brother Natsume, whom he trusted the most.

But, this is like a layer of window paper, which can only protect itself. Once it is broken...

No, absolutely not! I don't believe it!

Natsume-san is so kind and gentle, how could he be the sinister and cunning Fu Huashi! !

In Conan's mind, the figures, one in black and one in white, slowly emerged, one with a cold and fierce look, the other with a caring smile.

This is definitely different!!

We have been through so much, it is impossible for this to be fake! Absolutely impossible!!

I believe in Natsume-san, I believe in my friends!

Conan came back to his senses, breathing heavily, but in his eyes, there was only a gleam of unswerving determination, and he said solemnly and decisively!

"What you said is just your guess, and it can all be explained by coincidence. So, do you have any evidence? Do you have evidence to prove your point?"

Xiao Ai was startled, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and she continued to speak with the mockery and coldness of her professional acting.

"No, but you should know..."

Conan spoke in a sonorous voice, his eyes were full of fire and his body was red, "Since you have no evidence, then what you said cannot stand!!"

Xiao Ai was really stunned this time. Indeed, she had no substantial evidence and everything she said was just speculation.

Just like those idiots who only talk nonsense, there is no credibility at all. (Mouri Kogoro: Why do I feel like I am being implied..)

This is really the behavior of a detective. Yes, this is you, this strong mind, this strong confidence.

"Kudo, you won't let me down." Ai smiled with satisfaction. This was her real expression.

"What..." Conan felt like he was being fooled.

"Kudo, I also firmly believe that Natsume-san is definitely not that bastard Fu Huashi. What happened at the Beido Department Store was the first time I truly saw Natsume-san's kindness. The gentleness that soothed my heart was so real."

"This is something that those hypocritical members of the organization could never have. At that moment, I firmly believed that Natsume-san could never have anything to do with them!"

"I saw you sighing and focusing on your phone, so I guessed what you were feeling. That's why I deliberately tested you and asked you to speak up. This way you'd feel better."

"Okay, you are the one who tricked me." Conan looked so adorable when he was so angry.

"But you were able to sort yourself out so quickly without losing your mind, which really makes me look at you with a higher regard. Well, overall, the test is passed." Ai walked past Conan with her hands behind her back proudly.

Conan (﹁“﹁): ...That’s right.

"However, the reason why I truly believe in Natsume-san is because of my own intuition about the members of the organization. I have never felt any trace of darkness in Natsume-san, so I believe him."

Conan nodded, "It seems so."

Xiao Ai said in a relaxed manner: "Okay, we are almost out of time for this chat, let's go quickly, otherwise we will be late."

"Oh." Conan replied, but his relaxed brows tightened again, and slowly relaxed again.

The sunshine is so bright, and the light shining on my body is so warm.

But why is there still some pain in my heart...

……

At Teitan Elementary School, almost as soon as the bell rang, a few little ones from the Junior Detective Team rushed into the classroom on time.

"Hey, Conan, the first period today is math class. If it's Mr. Natsume's class, you'll be called out if you're late." Looking at the five of them rushing back to their seats in a hurry, Maria laughed like a bell.

Zhuo Zhen said with a little disappointment, "Haha, what a pity that I didn't get to see the good show~"

Yuan Tai was so angry that he wanted to yell again: "What did you say?!"

Mitsuhiko: "Okay Genta, class is about to start!"

After the bell rang, the first period was math class, which was supposed to be Mr. Natsume's class, but other teachers took over the class while he was on leave.

It has been like this all week and the students have gotten used to it, but today, things are different.

Outside the door, a tall, well-built, black-haired, black-eyed young man wearing a plain jacket walked in. He was wearing a mask and carrying a familiar small bag.

"Hello, classmates, I'm back. Did you miss me?" The young man smiled and greeted all his beloved students.

At this moment, the whole class was overjoyed, "Teacher Natsume?!!"

"Teacher Natsume, you are finally back!" Maria smiled happily and suddenly felt that today was a lucky day.

Natsume Xing: "Yes, I came back as soon as I finished my university work. You see, the teacher is always thinking about you~"

Conan and Ai were both surprised at this moment. After all, what they saw with their own eyes was completely different from what they had guessed.

"Natsu... Natsume-brother?" Conan was shocked, shocked and ecstatic. As expected, Natsume-brother must not be Fu Huashi's!

Xiao Ai also smiled faintly, and looked at Conan, whose mouth corners were cracked to the sky, with a look of relief in her eyes.

We were worrying too much after all.

Ayumi: "Teacher Natsume, why are you wearing a mask?"

Natsume Xing smiled awkwardly, "Oh, I just caught a cold accidentally, it's no big deal."

Mitsuhiko: "Natsume-sensei, please get well soon."

"Thank you for your concern. Okay, let's get ready for class. First of all, hehe~" Natsume Xing raised his eyebrows playfully.

"Please hand in the homework I assigned last time~"

. . . In an instant, the noisy classroom suddenly became as quiet as if it were haunted, and everyone was speechless. .

The whole class (；一_一): Teacher Natsume, there is no need to use a big silencing technique as soon as you come back.

Conan took the initiative to collect the homework. After collecting most of the blank homeworks from the classmates, he returned to his seat with a smile on his face.

Zhuo Zhen and Yuan Tai privately rolled their eyes at him: He is indeed the best class leader of Teacher Natsume.

(↑These two things were not written at all.)

"Oh, okay, let's start the class." Natsume Xing said, and started rummaging through her bag.

"Let me see where I'm at..." he murmured to himself.

Then he took out a multiplication table from his bag, looked at it puzzledly, and then found his textbook.

"Okay, let's continue where the previous teacher was teaching."

The class time passed in a flash, Conan sat up straight and listened attentively with a smile on his face all the time.

The three little ones were so dizzy from listening that they lay on the table, looking at the energetic Conan as if he were a monster.

"get out of class is over, thank you all for your hard work." Natsume Xing smiled, closed the textbook, and assigned today's homework.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Natsume."

Natsume Xing packed up his things and was about to leave. At this time, Conan, the lone brave man, said something against the will of the world.

"Teacher Natsume, did you assign too little homework today? Don't you usually assign a lot?"

In one sentence, the other students only had their eyes wide open and their faces full of question marks.

No, you are sick. What's the logic of asking the teacher to assign more homework when you have nothing to do? You are really a running dog.

"Eh..." Natsume Xing was stunned, looked at the blackboard, shrugged and said.

"Forget it, that's all. I have a cold these days and I don't have the energy to correct it..."

As soon as these words came out, the whole classroom cheered and turned into a sea of ​​cheers, "Long live Teacher Natsume!!!"

"Natsume-san, this..." Conan wanted to say something, but Mitsuhiko and Genta angrily covered Conan's mouth, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Conan, shut up!" The words were full of murderous warning.

Mitsuhiko and Genta: "Teacher Natsume, take care and take care of yourself."

Natsume looked at Conan, whose face was blue and purple from holding his breath, and thought it was quite funny, then... walked away without caring.

Alas, we are truly brothers, with absolute trust~