The supernatural power is called Ke Xue World

The sun in the early summer morning, through the dense layers of branches and leaves, sprinkled on the ground, printing out spots of light like copper coins.

The office workers and students hurrying on the street with breakfast made the old people doing morning exercises smile knowingly, then shook their arms and continued to slowly maintain their own pace.

Kudo Shinichi, who was interrupted by last night's sudden incident to write the composition, felt that Dr. Ali's research on skateboard should be put on the agenda.

Watching the green light count down unhurriedly, Kudo Shinichi squeezed out the crowd while saying sorry, and ran forward with all his strength.

Gojo Satoru, who was pushed aside and wearing gold-rimmed sunglasses, raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at his hands that had been rubbed by the boy's clothes, and thoughtfully glanced at the person who had disappeared around the corner on the other side of the road .

The red light walked off the stage after a short jump, and Gojo Satoru continued to walk along the flow of people.

The butterfly in South America flapped its wings lightly, and the awl of the goddess of fate gently entangled the parallel lines together.

"Gojo Satoru, why are you late again?"

"Kudo Shinichi, why are you late again?"

Facing Suzuki Sonoko's doubts, Kudo Shinichi reluctantly curled the corners of his mouth, and hurriedly rushed but still didn't have time to make up his homework.

Although I arrived on time, it is estimated that the writing that is expected to take half an hour is too late.

Looking at the representative of the Chinese class who came in front of him, Kudo Shinichi pretended to look through his schoolbag hard, and then showed an awkward and polite smile:

"Hahaha, I seem to have forgotten my Chinese homework at home."

As the representative of the Chinese class, Katori looked hesitantly at Kudo Shinichi, who has always been a good student, and his face was a little uncertain. She had seen that kind of smile on the boy's face too much, and it usually only happened to students who did not write. .

Seeing Katori's hesitation, Kudo Shinichi clasped his hands together and made a look of begging:

"Student Katori, hand in your homework directly. You can tell Koto, no, Kurosawa-sensei that I didn't receive it when I arrived late. I will write another copy before today's third period of Chinese class."

Katori who turned and left let Kudo Shinichi heave a sigh of relief, although she always felt that she had seen that this was her excuse.

"Xinyi, what's the matter with you these two days?"

Mao Lilan looked worriedly at Kudo Shinichi, who had dark circles under his eyes, wondering if he still hadn't accepted the supernatural power.

He touched the temperature of the eggs in his breakfast, gently cracked open the egg shells, wrapped them in paper towels, and handed them to the young man who took out a notebook and was busy writing.

Kudo Shinichi was taken aback by the egg that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and he reached out to take it, with a happy smile on his side face:

"Xiaolan, you really helped me a lot."

"Kudou, you probably played games all night last night, didn't you?"

Seeing the interaction between the two, Suzuki Sonoko recalled the account he gave to Kudo Shinichi yesterday, and the thief came over and raised his eyebrows.

Kudo Shinichi, who was surrounded by two green plums, looked out the window, stretched out his right index finger and scratched his cheek, laughing.

Next, I received a denunciation from two people.

Looking at the two who mistakenly thought they were playing games, Kudo Shinichi showed a begging expression, intending to let the two queens let go.

The clock passed 7:35, and the teacher stepped into the classroom. Looking at the two people who turned their heads to study seriously, Kudo Shinichi showed a gentle smile.

Then, while staring at the teacher, he began to quickly fill in the Chinese homework.

The bell rang and the teacher walked out of the classroom.

Kudo Shinichi, who just finished his homework, stuffed the composition into the belly of the desk, stretched his waist, and rubbed his eyelids that were fighting.

Kudo Shinichi, who resolutely did not embarrass himself on the table, looked sideways at Xiaolan who was sorting out notes on the left and asked:

"Xiaolan, what class is next?"

Kudo Shinichi, who kept yawning, didn't get an answer from Xiaolan, so he maintained this posture, poked the garden in front of him, and repeated the same question.

Similarly, he was ignored. Looking at the little sisters going to the bathroom together, he sighed helplessly, opened his pencil case, found the crumpled timetable, and saw the words physical education on it.

Blinking his eyes, he stuffed the timetable back indiscriminately, thinking that there are 5 physical education classes a week, and probably only this class can be kept for the time being.

So sleepy, with tears in the corners of his eyes, Kudo Shinichi lay down on the hard table and fell asleep aggrieved.

Xiaolan, who came back from the bathroom, looked at the angelic sleeping face of the blue-black teenager, and stretched out her hand to stop Yuanzi from waking him up.

Looking puzzled at her own garden, Xiaolan reached out and pulled her hair slightly behind her ears, took out a thin blanket from the bag next to the desk and put it on the young man, explaining:

"I always feel that after returning from Yokohama, Shinichi is not very happy. If it is playing games, then it will be fine."

Slightly snorted, expressing that he had missed Kudo Shinichi's garden, he took out an invitation letter from the table and handed it to Xiaolan, inviting his little sisters to participate in a famous architect's workshop on Saturday. Tea party held.

After receiving the invitation letter in duplicate from Yuanzi, Mao Lilan frowned and smiled as she looked at the tsundere young lady:

"It's Shinichi's birthday soon, Sonoko, is your gift ready?"

Seen through, Suzuki Sonoko looked at her best friend's smile, and angrily tickled Xiaolan's itch. The clear laughter of the girls, like round pearls, fell in the ears of everyone in the classroom.

Kudo Shinichi, who was lying on the table, had a smile on his face, and buried himself in the crook of his hand, as if he was having a sweet dream.

The class bell rang, and Kudo Shinichi, who had taken a nap for a while, lifted his face from the table with difficulty, looked at the empty classroom, walked to the cabinet at the back, took out his sportswear, and put on neatly .

Walking out of the classroom, he tilted his head as he looked through the corridor and saw his classmates who had finished gathering and were running in circles.

Looking at the stairs going downstairs, he showed a wanton smile, holding his right hand on the railing, with a little help from his feet, he strode across the whole body and reached the platform on the next floor in an instant.

La la la, the pressure has been accumulating recently, and the rare performance of being handsome alone makes Kudo Shinichi feel the wind in his face, and he almost wants to sing.

Standing on the fourth floor, holding a cigarette of gin in his hand, listening to the boy's voice coming from the corridor, thinking about the homework that he didn't see today.

Under the silver bangs, the cyan pupils glanced down through the gap in the corridor, and the young man's white fingers paired with the mahogany railings were a bit unusually dazzling.

Humph--

The sun at 8 o'clock in the summer morning was a little lazy. He seemed to have not fully woken up but released a weak temperature, and ran all the way to the side of the physical education teacher.

"report!"

Looking at the unexpectedly good teacher in a white T-shirt with his back turned to him, an idea came to Kudo Shinichi's head, shouldn't it?

The face of the person who turned around was not as he expected, it was very familiar, and the familiar was almost too familiar.

Vodka, looking at the dark skin, that simple and honest face, Kudo Shinichi's whole person is Buddhist.

No wonder Toru Amuro was able to work three jobs. Did so many people have to be dispatched for one task this year?

Next, he probably wouldn't be surprised that Belmode and Bourbon appeared in the school.

This group of people simply regarded this school as a place for paid vacation, and silently felt sorry for Renye Karasuma.

However, in this case, it is estimated that the follow-up plan will have to be changed again. When two people arrest one, the other cannot relax, otherwise the entire campus students will become hostages.

"Is that Kudo-san? I'm the new physical education teacher Saburo Uozuka. I've heard about you from my elder brother. Please give me your advice in the future!"

Looking at the vodka who was wearing sunglasses outside and calling himself Uozuka Saburo, Kudo Shinichi thumped in his heart. Gin mentioned me, why did he mention me?

He hesitated and stretched out his left hand to hold Vodka's outstretched right hand. He scratched his head and hesitated again and again, but he still didn't ask the question of who the big brother was.

"Xinyi, you are here!"

Mao Lilan, who was the first to finish the run, held the towel around his neck and wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead. Seeing Kudo Shinichi standing with the new physical education teacher, he exclaimed:

"Ms. Uozuka..."

A staggering Kudo Shinichi who was caught off guard and being pulled looked at the vodka that was falling straight back. Before he could think about whether it was a test, he caught a glimpse of the stones used for decoration in the grass, and blocked the back of Vodka's head with agility.

A piercing pain came, and Kudo Shinichi yelled.

So, the next two were sent to the infirmary by the boys who had just arrived.

"A new doctor, Uozuka-sensei fainted. And Shinichi, look at Shinichi's hand."

Kudo Shinichi, who was short of sleep and suffered a series of shocks, looked at the infirmary teacher who couldn't recognize whether it was Belmode or the real new doctor. He couldn't help asking questions in his heart, did your winery have a collective annual holiday?

How many bottles of wine are still hidden in this school?

Of course, he didn't roar out such an angry roar, he just sat obediently on the chair and accepted Xiaolan's careful bandaging.

Looking at Xiaolan's gentle and beautiful face, Kudo Shinichi turned his head a little uncomfortable, looked at the new doctor who was hanging the vodka, and asked curiously:

"Uozuka-sensei, is he alright?"

"It seems that you really like this teacher."

After hanging up the water, the new doctor walked to the desk, sat down and wrote something in the medical record, without raising his head, he replied:

"It's nothing but you Uozuka-sensei's physique is a little weak, so you've suffered from heat stroke."

The corner of his mouth twitched and he looked at it. Lying on the white hospital bed seemed to be a black leather version of Sleeping Beauty's vodka. Kudo Shinichi confirmed such a wicked answer, this new doctor is definitely Belmode.

Even if he doesn't admit it, but the guy who is the driver of gin is really a delicate and frail guy, so he probably won't live until now.

The author has something to say: Vodka: I am delicate and weak, is it because of you?asshole!

Little cuties help to find typos, remember to choose to catch bugs, the author has a red envelope to send.The useless writer will never find his own typos.

感谢在2021-01-2515:44:14~2021-01-2621:04:24期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: Yi 2 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!