The supernatural power is called Ke Xue World

On the day of class on Monday, Kudo Shinichi had a bit of a hard time walking on the road.He saw clearly the sinister intentions of this mission, and it was definitely to make him be judged as a weirdo by the classmates around him, and then to destroy his image through subsequent missions.

A person who is denied by society will never be recognized no matter what he says!

Unaware of the recent chaotic life, Kudo Shinichi, who has become somewhat paranoid, was completely misunderstood. Osamu Dazai, who was far away in Siberia, sneezed loudly.

"Yeah, come on, Kudo-kun, hurry up and finish the task, I can go back to Yokohama to eat curry."

But even under this kind of rebellious psychology, Kudo Shinichi would not say such excessive words that you will die to his classmates.

So he turned into a roadside grocery store.

Horrified boss, and man with black blindfold, robbery?

Shouldn't this cover the entire face though?

"Ah, it's resolved."

Accompanied by the words of the tall silver-haired man, the frightened boss immediately relaxed, and even looked at the man with gratitude.

Kudo Shinichi glanced at the dark blue school uniform on the man's body, as well as the buttons with special shapes, and tried hard to recall the school with such uniforms in his mind.

Isn't it high school?

That's college?

He who finally recalled this style of school uniform from a corner of a newspaper, a religious school, took a look at this large-scale superstitious scene.

For this kind of person with a formal license, he didn't say much, he just greeted the boss who let go of his nervousness, took a playing card, checked out and left.

Gojo Satoru looked at the back of the boy who had left the grocery store, and looked back at the location of the third-level curse spirit that should have been in the center of the store.

There is nothing at this moment, he is obviously an ordinary boy no matter how you look at it, but his nerves are screaming crazily away.

And the last time I met on the street, I simply passed by, and I broke through my infinite spell.

Heck, what the hell is this boy?

I'm a little bit interested, the more dangerous it is, the more I want to get closer...

Under the black eyepatch, the man's moist lips bent into an exaggerated arc.

Ah cut-

Kudo Shinichi rubbed his itchy nose, wondering if yesterday's rain had given him signs of a cold.

By the way, I walked into the breakfast shop on the street and bought a cup of hot soybean milk, pouring it into my stomach.

"Young man, let's work harder today!"

Seeing the smile from the heart of the proprietress, holding the soy milk through the paper circle, Kudo Shinichi showed a big smile and replied in the same way:

"Auntie too!"

The wind of late autumn, with yellowing leaves fluttering wantonly in the air, the young man held warm soybean milk and looked at the smiles on the faces of the busy people.

The warm heat made him feel the fact that he was still alive in this world.

Walking all the way into the campus, crossing the tree-lined avenue, walking into the teaching building with the army going to school, looking around at the students who climbed the stairs until they were out of breath, and contemptuous of those who did not exercise well.

He arrived at the classroom on the fourth floor with a relaxed expression, and saw Mao Lilan who had already sat in his seat and was talking to Suzuki Sonoko who was arranging schoolbags.

As if aware of the gaze, Mao Lilan raised his eyes, and when he saw Kudo Shinichi through the crowd, he showed a gentle smile, reached into the belly of the table and took out breakfast:

"Xinyi, breakfast for you."

"Eh? Did you buy it yourself today?"

The people handing in homework scattered, and the soy milk in the hands of Kudo Shinichi who squeezed to the back of the classroom was noticed by Mao Lilan.

He raised the soy milk in his hand, shook his head, took the half-served breakfast, took out one of the buns and put it in his mouth:

"No, I just bought soy milk."

Kudo Shinichi, who was talking vaguely, was lightly beaten by Mao Lilan, and was asked to finish eating before speaking.

While eating breakfast, he put his schoolbag on the chair and took out his weekend homework from inside.

After carefully confirming that there are no omissions, he held up a pile of homework, like a bar waiter, and delivered the homework books classified into categories one by one from his arms to the desks of the representatives of each subject.

Kudo Shinichi, who slipped around the classroom and returned to his seat, looked at Suzuki Sonoko's disgusted expression, and said very upset:

"Sonoko, what's that look on your face?"

"What are you doing today, just like a male peacock?"

Suzuki Sonoko looked at the guy exuding his charm wantonly, glanced at the smile on Xiaolan's face, and complained about the disgusted expressions of the other girls.

Faced with such complaints, Kudo Shinichi stood still and thought deeply while holding his chin.

"Because I was blessed."

"Girls?"

"No, Obasan."

"vomit!"

Sonoko Suzuki vomited, expressing his deep sympathy for the victimized sight of this damaged friend who is not quite normal today.

"Xiaolan, Xinyi's family actually wants to eat everything from an 80-year-old woman to a six-year-old girl."

Mao Lilan, who was called by her best friend, smiled helplessly and tenderly as she watched the two fight again.

"Xiaolan, what's the matter with your sweet smile? Quickly recognize the essence of the guy."

"Suzuki Sonoko, you will die if you don't spread rumors for a day."

"Who was blessed by Obasan and laughed so disgustingly?"

"It's a kind blessing, blessing, do you understand?"

"Hey hey hey..."

Seeing the disbelief on Suzuki Sonoko's face, Kudo Shinichi snorted, turned his head to look at Mao Lilan, looked at the worried expression on the girl's face, and asked:

"What's wrong, Xiaolan?"

Mao Lilan, who was questioned by Kudo Shinichi, looked at the worried expression on the bamboo horse's face, and shook his head vigorously.

Kudo Shinichi, who noticed something was wrong but couldn't ask, looked at Suzuki Sonoko inquiringly and got helpless.

"Xiaolan, you can trust me anytime!"

Thinking about the jungle task, he took out the playing cards he bought in the morning from his pocket, shuffled all the cards fancy, and put all the cards on the table.

In an instant, the eyes of the people in the classroom were attracted.

"Everyone, I have learned a new divination magic, do you want to try it?"

"Xiaolan, come and try."

Facing the handsome young man with a bright smile, Mao Lilan saw what the other party was thinking, and stretched out his hand to draw a playing card from the table.

Suzuki Sonoko also pulled out one with a stinky face, out of the idea of ​​embarrassing the arrogant detective.

As for Kudo Shinichi, who is a well-known figure, his popularity in the class is actually surprisingly high. After all, a handsome boy who is reliable, has a high EQ, and can help solve problems, even boys can't afford to be malicious.

Although Kudo Shinichi claims that he is not very good at sports, please make sure that this sentence is modest.

Because his comparison object is not normal, the reason is Miss Sonoko's birthday party, where celebrities and rich people from all over Japan gathered.

Shinichi Kudo witnessed with his own eyes the tennis, basketball, volleyball and other ball games that are suspected to kill people.

In the end, he certified himself as an ordinary detective with mediocre athletic talent.

The erroneous perception after having more people with strong physical strength and strong physical skills around him made him once think that he had lowered the average level of Kudo Shinichi (Kudo Shinichi believed in the existence of parallel worlds!).

After everyone finished drawing cards, Kudo Shinichi put away the remaining poker cards on the table.

Started my own business of Ke Xue’s signature solution...

"Student Xiaolin, are you worried about falling in love recently?"

"Ah, can you see this too?"

Obviously relying on the things on the other party and the understanding of the classmates to deduce it, but I want to return this kind of reasoning to divination, how uncomfortable...

"You will survive."

"Eh? What is this? A blessing?"

"Hmm. The next one..."

The length of the line gradually decreased, and Suzuki Sonoko looked at the people around him who had been told everything accurately, from disdain at the beginning, to dubious, and then to staring at the cards in his hand trying to see something.

"Crooked, let me say Lan, Xinyi's egomaniac, can't it really be divination?"

Mao Lilan slightly turned his head, glanced at Kudo Shinichi who was talking to his classmates, thinking about the other party's usual words, smiled and said:

"In Shinichi's words, it should be reasoning."

"Lan, you laughed, it seems that Shinichi is still useful."

Seeing the smile on her best friend's face, Suzuki Sakurako breathed a sigh of relief, but she couldn't compare to that megalomaniac, so she was really upset.

"So what's the matter? Anyway, she's also your best friend. If you have anything to tell me, I can help you figure out a solution together."

"It's mom and dad. I made an appointment at a coffee shop and planned to let them get along well, but neither of them agreed."

Hearing Mao Lilan's tangled questions, black lines covered the back of Suzuki Sonoko's head. As Mao Lilan's classmate from kindergarten to high school, she also witnessed the long-distance love race of her best friend's parents in disguise.

how to say?

"It turns out that Xiaolan is entangled in the matter of Uncle Mao Li and Aunt Concubine. No matter how I think about it, they will break up unhappy..."

Kudo Shinichi, who completed most of the task by reasoning, just walked to the side of the only two people left, and heard the conversation between the two.

Thus, the young man who interrupted successfully got the gentle Xiaolan to beat him hard.

"Anyway, I will definitely let them meet this weekend."

"Well said, Lan."

Seeing the group of girlfriends who sang together, Kudo Shinichi almost cried.Why is it always him who gets hurt?

"You two are sure to live well."

The moment this sentence was uttered, Kudo Shinichi heaved a sigh of relief from his nervous heart.

From the looks of it, isn't that mission dangerous?

The class bell rang, and Jin Kurosawa appeared at the door in uniform, holding the composition submitted by the students last week.

On the podium, Kurosawa Jin picked up the first homework, and the magnetic voice spread in the classroom, but the content made Kudo Shin subconsciously bury his face in his arms.

"Next, I will read Kudo-san's model essay aloud. My dream is..."

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