Conan and I start the hell-level main line

"What? The teacher in the eldest child's class, what's his name, is coming to visit our home?"

Verina was doing her housework in the living room, but Pusta, who had just brought the quail home, fell headfirst onto the sofa and started complaining.

Verina's mouth twitched, and she reminded him, "Hey, the boss is still here, don't just sit down like that."

Pusta was startled and stood up quickly. He smiled at the quail, whose height was not even as high as his waist, and said, "Boss, please sit down."

"Tsk." Qianqiu rolled his eyes at him, without any courtesy, folded his arms, crossed his legs and looked like a master. Oh, he was the master.

He was the leader of the Japanese Operations Group, but now...

The one who got cheated became a primary school student.

He took the milk handed to him by Pusha, drank it in one gulp, and said it with seriousness.

"Anyway, our math teacher is coming to visit our home, so you two should be on your guard and don't show off your true colors. If my identity is exposed, I'll make you pay!"

"Hey, the boss has become more and more accustomed to calling the people in his class "us" recently. He even said it when he returned to the base. He treats them as his own people." Vlina looked at the little elementary school student like Qiao and whispered to Pusha.

Pusta nodded and whispered back, "Well, don't you think our boss has gotten used to being a child?"

A well-shaped expression appeared on the calm and indifferent face of the agent, and then...

Snapped!Snapped!

Pusta and Verina's heads were smoking. They stood up straight and bent their waists slightly, just like children who had admitted their mistakes, with tears on their faces.

"I became like this because of my carelessness. I fell into the trap of that shameless old man in Disano. I have been cautious all my life, but ended up being too clever for my own good. This is my problem, not yours." The crane looked at his small body with shame and said with a sigh.

"Disguising myself as a student in Class 1-B is just a temporary solution to find a way to restore my body."

"So after the failure of the Haido Hotel mission, I changed my blind and forceful approach and began to approach Edogawa Conan and Haibara Ai, who had shrunk like me, and then cooperated with them to help Haibara Ai complete the antidote."

"When I saw that Edogawa Conan could successfully transform into his original form, I knew that this was the best way. It was only a matter of time."

He sat upright, put down the milk in his hand, looked seriously at the two younger brothers in front of him, and said.

Pusta: "Uh... Boss, we will fully support the decisions and plans you make, because you are our most important leader."

Verina nodded repeatedly, but then said with a sad face: "But... Boss, you really like to pretend to be a child recently, especially when you went on a cruise with that Dr. Agasa a few days ago and cut off contact with us, which made us panic..."

He scratched his head with a wry smile, "Well, Ayumi, Ai and I live in the same room. In order to avoid being sensitive to Ai, we don't keep in touch. I'm also very distressed. I don't have a chance."

They said: "Boss, you are here because of a cruise ship accident..."

槮鷏(ーー;): I was completely tainted by bad luck.

Pusta was bitter, not knowing whether to say it or not, but he took a deep breath and said seriously: "Boss, are you telling me what happened to our BND during the two days you were away from Tokyo?"

"What?" He was stunned, narrowed his eyes and looked at Pusha. It seemed to be a big deal.

"Two days ago, our BND base was discovered by Rum again, and Gin wiped it out immediately. We lost a lot of people again."

"Huh? Everything is really going wrong." The owl did not seem to feel too sorry. He said with a stern look and a pout.

Pusta: "Boss, there is even worse news. Because of this incident, grassroots agents have begun to come to me to resign and hope to be repatriated. After all, Gin is too troublesome."

Zhuo: “Uh…”

Before Pusta finished speaking, he added, "Boss, the more important thing is that last month you designed to expose our fake base and let the organization attack. In the end, both sides suffered losses, and our grassroots agents suffered heavy losses."

Vilina's bitter eyes shed tears, "In addition to those who tried their best to return home, now, there is almost no one left, we are almost alone..."

The corner of the mouth of the 駮鶴 twitched again, and he was speechless. Indeed, the plan was a good plan, but it was a bit too much of a cannon fodder.

"Then report to the German BND headquarters and ask them to send some people to support us."

Pusta: "But Boss, I have already told the minister, but... I was scolded. The minister said that you must explain it yourself, otherwise he will think I am usurping power."

"Huh?!" The eyelids of the crane jumped. He asked me to go and talk to the minister in person. How should I explain my current physical condition? I couldn't possibly say that I took some magic medicine to become younger and smaller.

I'm lucky enough not to be sent to a mental hospital.

The 駮鳥 held his face with his hands, "Damn it, because my body has become smaller, a series of uncontrollable effects have become increasingly serious..."

In fact, the deployment and regulation of these BND teams in Japan has changed dramatically because the size of the 槮鷏 became smaller two months ago!

Originally, everyone was under the full deployment, responsibility and control of the emperor, and the planning was unified and direct.

But after becoming smaller, he had to hide his identity, because with his appearance, once the news leaked, more unexpected changes would definitely happen to his country's government agencies or organizations.

Therefore, the current BND control instructions are planned by Heng Que behind the scenes, with Pusha, as the leader of BND, leading these younger brothers who have no idea of ​​the existence of Heng Que, the real leader, to carry out the task.

The result is the current situation: the BND headquarters in the country is unaware of the situation of the stork, and Pusta’s prestige is insufficient to convince the minister.

Anyway, now it's very embarrassing.

So now I can only play house with the eagle and pretend to be his parents, there is nothing else I can do.

But for these experienced agents, this game is really not suitable for them.

Pusta and Verina looked at each other, both at a loss, with grievances... but no solution...

Verina: "Boss, why don't we stop playing house and go back to our country to make a long-term plan."

Pusta came over and smiled apologetically, "Yes, yes, I really don't know how to pretend. Every day when I see your innocent expression like a child, I feel so upset and miserable."

"What? Are you not happy with me calling you dad every day~" There was a teasing light in the dark blue eyes of the crane. He grabbed Pusha's collar and brought him in front of him, grinning wickedly and looking at him.

You're taking advantage of me and still acting like a good kid. Ha!

Pusta?ΘдΘ?: ... Uh.

"Damn it, looks like I have to find a way to recover as soon as possible. Without the minister's support, we can't move forward at all." He Qu rubbed his nose, thinking about his next plan.

"It's basically understandable. I have to negotiate with Conan, but I can't reveal my identity yet.. Oh my god."

"Conan Conan, you who are shrinking like me are obviously fighting against the organization just like me, but you don't need to care so much, and you don't need to bear so many responsibilities."

"You have companions, family, and friends. I really... envy you..."

The scene of the first time he saw Conan emerged in his mind. It was in a dark alley, and he was watching the surveillance video on his mobile phone.

Conan carried the injured Ai on his back, rushed out of the fire, and escaped from this dangerous place.

My friend, I am really looking forward to it.

The two smart girls, Pusta and Verina, saw that their boss was beginning to feel lonely again, as if he was missing someone.

The momentum was a bit... uh... pleading? Or something like that. It seemed that he was always alone.

"Hey, boss, what's going on...?" Vina started the voice chat again and asked.

"Boss, you may not have gotten over the breakup a few years ago, so you are jealous of Conan and that kid's friendship." Pusta pointed and said without hesitation.

The eyelids of the 駮鳥 twitched, and the eyes glanced over.

Pusta's eyes curved into a pair of small crescents, and he chuckled, "The boss has been talking about Conan this and Conan that recently. Could it be that the boss is interested in this Conan?"

Verina: "But... the boss is not a child anymore, how can you have feelings for a child who is no older than 18 in mind and no older than 7 in appearance?"

"Could it be that the boss is... a pedophile!" Pusta seemed to have opened the door to a new world and everything became clear to him.

Of course, he has now opened the door to a new world, and everything has become clear. A fist flashed before his eyes at the speed of light.

Snapped! ! ! ——

The whole house seemed to have experienced an earthquake.

Verina's petrified body slowly turned around and came to her senses, and saw that Pusta had been thrown out, breaking the window, with half of his body hanging on the window sill.

Pusta stuck out his tongue, his eyes were full of twisted whirlpools, and there were glass shards on his body. The noise he made scared the neighbors next door.

I thought the parents were punishing their child physically again. Alas, physical punishment is wrong.

Who is punishing whom?

"Boss... Boss..." This Pegasus Meteor Fist really broke Verina's defense.

"Are you also saying bad things about me? Not only do I have good eyesight, but my ears are also not deaf!" The gull twisted his wrist, and the bones made a crackling sound.

Every sound is like the collision of steel.

The child in front of her was smiling in a "harmless and warm" way, which frightened Verina so much that she was shaking.

The 駮鉄 retracted his body and threw out a punch, with the sound of breaking through the air coming again. Vina held her head and dared not to look at her miserable appearance, but she would not sit and wait to die!

Ding ding ding ding! He took out a lollipop from his pocket and handed it to the owl.

"Boss, have some candy to calm down..."

"Tsk." Yanqiu withdrew his hand, snatched the lollipop with an angry look, peeled off the sugar coating and put it into his mouth.

"You're smart." Hengqiu strode back to the sofa, took out his homework from his schoolbag and started writing it, muttering to himself.

"Damn homework, I don't want to do it!"

Vlina felt like she had just walked through the gates of hell. She wiped the sweat from her forehead, still feeling a lingering fear.

"The eldest is just like a child. He even likes to eat candy."

……

In the evening, at Yuantai's house.

Natsume Xing walked out of Genta's house carrying a handbag. Genta and his parents came to see her off.

"Teacher Natsume, thank you for today's parent-teacher meeting. You taught us a lot." Yuantai's father said with a smile, touching Yuantai's naughty head.

Yuantai's mother smiled and said, "It's really hard for you to come to visit our home after the parents' meeting. Why don't you stay for dinner? My family happens to run a restaurant."

Natsume Xing waved her hand, "No, thank you very much. I still have to go to Zhuo Zhen and Maria's house. I'm in a hurry, so I won't stay here for long. Thank you for your hospitality."

"You're welcome."

Genta: "I didn't expect that Natsume-sensei came to visit us for the math competition. When Mitsuhiko told me that, my heart skipped a beat."

Just now, Natsume Hoshi had visited Mitsuhiko and Ayumi's homes respectively, of course, for the purpose of the previous math competition.

Now there should be a result

"It's really not convenient to talk about things like grades at the parent-teacher meeting, so I decided to pay a home visit to see how the students I focus on teaching are doing~" Natsume Xing smiled and tapped Yuantai's forehead teasingly.

Yuanta: "Hehe, my math grades must be very good. I hope I don't disappoint Mr. Natsume's expectations."

Upon hearing this, Yuantai's parents all lost their good looks and looked at their son, not knowing what to say.

Natsume thought for a moment and said, "Well... your grades... have plenty of room for improvement. Keep up the good work."

Yuan Tai jumped up excitedly, "Oh yeah, I knew it would be good!"

Yuantai's parents (?_?): The teacher means that your grades are the worst, very bad, the teacher is criticizing you in a tactful way, my silly son, can't you hear it?

Low EQ: Your grades are very poor.

High emotional intelligence: There is a lot of room for improvement in your performance.

"Then Mr. Natsume, take care and you are welcome to come again next time."

"Ok."

Natsume Xing said goodbye to the three enthusiastic people, left the light in front of the cabin in the evening, and walked towards the dusk that was about to darken.

There was a intriguing look of doubt in Natsume's eyes as he glanced at the setting sun on the horizon that was mysterious and moving away.

……

After the parents' meeting, Natsume Xing returned to the office and collapsed on the chair. He was really exhausted from talking so much.

It's more tiring than attending class. After all, I can just let Conan and the others practice hard so I can be lazy.

Teacher Kobayashi walked in with a smile, and was even more optimistic about the intern teacher, "Teacher Natsume, the parent-teacher meeting was really good, beyond my imagination."

Natsume Xing: "Mr. Kobayashi, thank you for the compliment. Compared with you, my homeroom teacher, I am nothing."

Teacher Xiaolin was in a good mood. "Stop talking nonsense. Hey, it's already noon. Let's go have a meal together?"

"No, thank you. I still have today's teaching log to write." Natsume refused and turned on the computer.

Teacher Kobayashi also forced it, smiling, "Okay then, I'll go first, bye."

After Kobayashi left, there was really no one in the office. Natsume Xing's eyes turned into a dark face. He looked around cautiously and pulled the curtains.

Natsume opened the mailbox of the decision-making group where he was required to submit daily teaching reports when he became a teacher.

Transmit today's teaching report.

I thought that today's task had been completed and was about to turn off the computer, but at this moment, this mailbox that almost never replies to emails actually sent me another email.

[Through the math competition we planned before, we have selected several people with problems. Fu Huashi, you can contact them today in the name of home visits, summarize all the details you encounter, write a report and send it to us - Decision-making Group]

Then, a list of names was sent over, which included: [Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, Ayumi Yoshida, Genta Kojima, Takuma Sakamoto, Maria Higashio]

"These are... the five little ones?!" Natsume Xing looked at the list in deep thought with a serious look in his eyes.

It’s understandable that these few were screened out as having problems, but you just ignored the obvious ones about Conan and Ai?

Or, since you already knew the true identities of Conan and Ai, you can rule them out directly. Then the one you are looking for is the hawk...

Among these five, no, to be exact, among Zhuo Zhen and Maria!