[Conan Doujin] Let's become smaller together

The author has something to say: _(:з」∠)_ I mistyped the chapter name too easily

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When I go out to eat dessert, I go to Mama who doesn’t bring money, and I go to send money to Mama, who thinks I’m going to support my college classmates

Why are there so many idiots in my house?

AM8:13 Class B of the first year of Didan Primary School

"Good morning~" The children greeted the visitor one after another, but the visitor ignored them as usual.

"Tch, you're pretending to be cool again." Yuantai turned her head back half-moon-eyed, lying on the table and chatting with her deskmate, "Hey, Ando-san, you also think Sakuragawa-san is very rude."

Kazumi Ando, ​​who knew the truth, thought about it for a while, smiled back and said softly, "Well, I heard that she has a heart attack, so Yuan Taijun should not get too fussy with her, or it would be bad if she got mad."

In fact, if you are concerned with that person, the one who is angry may actually be Yuan Taijun.

"Speaking of which, Sakuragawa-san didn't come to school yesterday." Ayumi, who was across the aisle, turned her head and joined the conversation, thinking it was very quiet, but everyone heard it.

"Hey. Mr. Kobayashi said that the family asked for leave, and it seems that he is not feeling well." Ando Kazumi also replied with a smile, and his quiet appearance was unusually similar to that of Mr. Kobayashi.

Well ╮(￣▽￣)╭As a good partner of the Metropolitan Police Department at the same time, Shiratori’s lover also has to take a good look at what she looks like~ In fact, she doesn’t look very similar to her, why does Yumi always say “Ms. Kobayashi and Miwako, what about you? What about those words?She is not so confused! 【Where should I go if I'm not smart ^0^】

"You wear such thick clothes on such a hot day, so you really aren't in good health." Mitsuhiko analyzed the information he had observed and adjusted the data he had recorded.

Indeed, in a room full of hot, sweating children in short-sleeved shorts, there appeared a 'heterogeneous' who not only had long-sleeved trousers, but also added a windbreaker jacket. No matter how you look at it, you can only think that the other party is too weak. Even when the body is cold, it must be wrapped up layer after layer in hot weather, otherwise you will get sick.

"Besides, it's still black clothes. Black is very heat-absorbing... If you suffer from heatstroke like Ai-chan, it would be bad. Why don't we go and talk to her?" Ayumi is also a person with common sense, eager to suggest Sakuragawa-san changed into white clothes.

Conan, who had been troubled by that nightmare for several days, was drowsy and lying on the desk to catch up on sleep. He couldn't support his head for a moment, and hit the desk with a "bang".

Fuck, the gin in the white trench coat tastes too strong! !

"—Conan-kun, are you okay!" Lan hurriedly turned back and rubbed his head for him, but she, who was not at the same table, met Qin Jiu who glanced at him for some reason, and was hit by the coldness in her eyes a shiver.

_(:з」∠)_It’s like a moving iceberg, wrap it in a few more layers so it won’t come out to harm passers-by...

Gin's hand seemed to move slightly with his gaze back, and Conan realized that something had hit his calf.

Looking down, it was a small paper ball.

...Damn it, Gin, you come from a high-tech gangster, why don't you do things like passing notes that have no technological content! !Is there anything that can hack his mobile phone? Send an email, no matter how bad it is, stand in front of him and order directly, QAQ What kind of rhythm is it to send a small note! !

This is the rhythm when fingerprints and handwriting are exposed!Is this really something made by Gin Jiu? Is it really not someone else pretending to be it? ? ?

...Well, after glancing at the gin wearing thin black gloves, and then at the note that was obviously printed in advance, Conan felt his veins burst out.

Damn, tease him? ? ?