Conan: About the fact that I have a black brother

The afternoon class ended peacefully.

As usual, Ono Hirakawa escorted Hagiwara Kenji out and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Instructor Hagiwara. Are you busy with work recently?"

"It's fine, just like usual." Hagiwara Kenji said, "It will be a month next week, and the police academy students are allowed to leave the school. Will Ohno be busy?"

"Yes, we have to start the dormitory inspection again." Ohno Hirakawa nodded, "But I can't be too busy. Instructor Hagiwara asked this, are you planning to invite me to dinner?"

"Okay." Hagiwara Kenji agreed, "But my schedule hasn't come out yet, and Instructor Ohno might be disappointed."

"What's the big deal? We can make an appointment again when we are free."

"I'm going back to the security department first." Hagiwara Kenji said, "Actually, Mr. Ai's question is very simple. Why don't Officer Ohno answer it first?"

"Every profession has its own specialty." Ono Hirakawa blinked. "It's been a long time since I touched a bomb."

Hagiwara Kenji tilted his head: "That's true."

The two said goodbye from then on.

The expressions of the two men suddenly turned cold, and Ono Hirakawa stared at the cherry trees in the distance, seeming to be thinking about something.

The first class tomorrow is practical, and Oono Hirakawa decided to go to the storage room to prepare the supplies first.

He dug out a set of fluorescent green traffic duty uniforms and threw them together with the sirens, flashlights, etc. that were all placed in a box. Then he went to get two bottles of ink, filled in the registration book, and began to check the recent registrations.

His eyes swept across the columns of names and date boxes, and finally stopped on the day before the instructor in the long gown was murdered.

Coincidentally, there are only two people who received ink recently, one is Oono Hirakawa, and the other is Kamisaka Naomi.

Seeing the familiar name, Ono Hirakawa's eyes darkened, his tongue brushed across the sharp canine teeth, and he fell into thought. The brief absence of consciousness lasted only a moment. Ono Hirakawa regained his composure between gasps and put the registration book back to its original place.

The way back to the office was deserted, but the playground not far away was bustling with people. Oono Hirakawa looked out through the glass in the corridor and saw people from the Onizuka Dojo. Onizuka Hachizo was very angry because the results of the quiz yesterday were not ideal, and he was giving them extra training.

Oono Hirakawa looked for a while, then looked away, returned to his workstation, and put down the two bottles of ink.

His eyes inadvertently swept over the pot of daffodils on the table. He didn't know when the slender green leaves of the daffodils had clustered together, and some of them had already sprouted small, exquisite, and white jade-like new buds.

This touch of fresh and elegant white is particularly eye-catching in this slightly monotonous office environment, like a touch of bright color in ordinary life, bringing some vitality and energy to the whole room.

There was no trace of joy on Ono Hirakawa's face, and he showed an inexplicable sneer.

As the weather gradually grew colder, Ono Hirakawa was too lazy to change the water for the daffodils, so he simply poured the water in his teacup into the shallow pot where the daffodils were planted.

Just as Ono Hirakawa was concentrating on "taking care" of the daffodils, a slight sound of footsteps came from afar.

Then, a figure flashed into the office. It turned out to be Ono Hachizo who had returned. He immediately spotted Ono Hirakawa who was still sitting at his workstation and had not left yet, so he greeted him: "Ono? Why haven't you left yet? What are you busy with here?"

Hearing Onizuka Hachizo's question, Ono Hirakawa raised his head and responded: "Instructor Onizuka, I still have something to take care of."

"The students' performance on the homework I assigned last time was really terrible, so I want to take advantage of the off-duty time to find a few of the students who performed particularly poorly and have a private talk with them to urge them to improve their learning progress." Ono Hirakawa shook his head helplessly, a trace of worry on his face, "But it's probably not possible now."

"They are all going to eat now." Onizuka Hachizo agreed, "Let's wait for the evening training, or tomorrow morning. I just gave them a lesson."

"It's not that urgent. I said the same thing after class." Ohno Hirakawa replied, "By the way, Instructor Onitsuka, is the new ink easy to use?"

"I think it's about right." Onizuka Yazo said, "Isn't it a bit late for you to ask me now? I've almost used up one-third of the new bottle."

"So fast?" Ohno Hirakawa was very surprised. "Do you want to correct so many assignments?"

Onizuka Yazo was too lazy to answer such a stupid question, so he just replied casually, "Yes. By the way, which students do you plan to look for?"

If they are in the same batch as those on your list, you can save the trouble of educating them separately.

Ono Hirakawa called out five names, and Onizuka Yazo snorted, "It's these guys again. I don't know how they got into the police academy."

"And there's Naomi Kamisaka." said Oono Hirakawa.

"Her? Kamisaka seems to be doing fine lately." Onizuka Yazo questioned, "Is she becoming absent-minded again?"

"It should be that she has just learned something she is not good at." Ono Hirakawa said, "I can just give her some private tutoring."

Onizuka Yazo nodded: "Yes, she is very serious, she shouldn't be so perfunctory."

After the evening training, Ono Hirakawa had not left yet. He stayed in the faculty dormitory to sort out his thoughts, and then he received a text message from Onizuka Hachizo.

So he packed up and went back to the office, where Naomi Kamisaka was already waiting.

Only a dim light was on in the office. The dim light did not make people feel safe, but instead added an inexplicable sense of depression.

Naomi Kamisaka was extremely nervous. She rubbed her fingers unconsciously, breathing heavily, and looked extremely anxious.

Hearing the footsteps, Naomi Kamisaka looked towards the door in surprise. After seeing who was coming, she immediately saluted: "Instructor Ohno, I'm sorry to bother you so late."

"Don't be nervous, just sit down." Oono Hirakawa waved his hand casually and turned on the office lights, and the room immediately became bright.

"Instructor Onizuka said you were going to talk to me, so I came here early." Naomi Kamisaka explained, "Did I do something wrong?"

"Don't worry, they are just some minor problems." Ono Hirakawa took out the homework paper from the drawer and handed it to Kamisaka Naomi. "Your homework is well done, but I think you can do better according to your level, so I asked you to come here to correct it more carefully and learn about your learning status."

"Okay, instructor." Naomi Kamisaka took the paper and looked around, as if looking for something.

Oono Hirakawa filled the pen with ink and handed it to her: "Use this and modify it according to my comments. If you don't understand, just ask me directly."

"Yes."

The only sounds in the office were the rustling of paper and pen and the breathing of the two people.

Soon, Naomi Kamisaka turned the homework paper in a direction and pushed it in front of Oono Hirakawa: "Instructor, I have corrected it."

Ono Hirakawa took it and looked at it and nodded: "Very good."

Just when Kamisaka Naomi breathed a sigh of relief, Ono Hirakawa took out another homework: "So, now Kamisaka-san, can you explain to me why Kumoi-san's homework is so similar to yours?"