Zongman: People in Conan, raising cats and mice

"Is Suzuki-san talking about me?"

The voice of Busujima Yajiro suddenly came from behind Suzuki Sonoko, causing Suzuki Sonoko's body to freeze in place.

It is very embarrassing to be known by others when you talk about others behind their back, whether you are saying good things or bad things about them.

At this moment, Suzuki Sonoko almost had the urge to bang her head against the wall. How could she forget that she and Busujima Yako are now in the same class?

It is perfectly normal for Busujima Yaji to come to school during normal school hours.

"Good morning, Suzuki-san, Mori-san, and Mingjun!" Busujima greeted everyone, and naturally there was no problem with etiquette.

"Good morning, Busujima-san!"

Mao Lilan also greeted Busujima Yaji with a smile.

After the few people greeted each other, Busujima Yako returned to her seat. Suzuki Sonoko glanced at Busujima Yako and then moved closer to Mouri Ran.

"By the way, did you really send Conan to Teitan Elementary School?"

Suzuki Sonoko did not mention Kudo Shinichi's name, but didn't any of the three people present know that Kudo Shinichi was Conan?

So both Mao Lilan and Matsumoto Akira knew very well that Suzuki Sonoko was gloating over other people's misfortune.

As an outstanding detective, Fuji Shinichi also had good grades in other subjects, but now no matter what his grades were, he had to become an elementary school student.

"Let that kid be so boastful all day long. Now he should just go back to primary school and be a first grader!"

Suzuki Sonoko has previously confirmed that Conan's physical age is approximately seven years old, which makes him only a first-grade elementary school student.

After all, Conan is just a boy with a talent for reasoning and other good talents, but he is not one of those genius prodigies.

When several people talked about Conan, they did not link his name with Kudo Shinichi, also to prevent someone around them from accidentally hearing it, which might cause serious consequences.

Just at this moment during the conversation, Mao Lilan seemed to suddenly remember something and turned to look at Matsumoto Akira and asked.

"Come to think of it, I didn't seem to see Tom and Jerry when I went back that day~"

As soon as these words were spoken, Matsumoto Akira fell silent.

Oh my god, I really seemed to have forgotten about Tom and Jerry. If I had left them in the art gallery, maybe something might have happened.

Matsumoto Akira didn't even take his schoolbag with him, and ran out of the classroom quickly, leaving only a few words for Mao Li Ran.

"I'm going to look for Tom and Jerry first. Xiaolan, please ask for leave for me. If I don't come back for a long time, please help me take my bag back this afternoon!"

Matsumoto Akira was running in the corridor, and the bell for class rang at this appropriate moment. The teacher who was rushing to class looked at Matsumoto Akira running past him with a confused look on his face.

"Wait a minute Matsumoto-san! Where are you going?"

"Teacher, I have something urgent to do now, and I have asked Xiaolan to ask for leave for me!"

Matsumoto Akira didn't delay. After leaving a quick message, he rushed to the stairwell.

The teacher who extended his hand withdrew his hand in confusion, and ultimately did not call out to Matsumoto Akira.

After all, Matsumoto Akira's grades in all aspects are top-notch, so there is no need to worry about anything, especially since he has already asked someone to take leave.

Since the student didn't even have time to ask for leave in front of me, it must be something very important. Teachers have always been very patient with excellent students.

The teacher who was about to go to class nodded. Not only did he accept the request for leave, he also planned to tell the other teachers in the group to avoid any accidents.

Matsumoto Akira ran very fast and soon reached the school gate. He flew into the air and passed the security gate while the security guard looked surprised.

After coming outside, Matsumoto Akira waved his hand to stop a taxi.

"Master, could you please go to the Medieval Art Museum? I'm in a hurry, please hurry up!"

As soon as Matsumoto Akira finished speaking, he saw the master in front of him turned around, showing his white teeth, and gave Matsumoto Akira a thumbs up.

"Then you can rest assured. I, Takeuchi Shu, also drove through Akina Mountain. Although I didn't beat the people ahead of me, I'm not a driving god~"

Takeuchi Itsuki was once a racing driver, but he had no talent. He became a racing driver purely through hard work and sweat.

And as I get older, there is no way I can become a racing driver anymore. After all, I am not the kind of player who relies solely on talent.

It was not until he found a job at a gas station that he started a family and a career. However, although he had settled down, it did not mean that Takeuchi Itsuki no longer liked driving.

In his spare time, Takeuchi Itsuki still drives a taxi, but these taxis have all been modified.

If the customer does not have any requirements, then the taxi will run like an ordinary taxi. If the customer is in a hurry, then the taxi will enter a new state.

Although Five Figures himself has not made any achievements in racing, he has a racing driver who was a good friend in high school.

——Fujiwara Takumi.

Matsumoto Akira was not quite sure about these, but he knew that the driver in front of him should be an expert in various aspects.

So he quickly fastened his seat belt, but just as he did it, the taxi flew out directly.

Matsumoto Akira felt that his vision could hardly keep up, especially this taxi, which gave him an illusion of weightlessness.

The taxi driver was not driving too fast at all; he could be described as a flying teddy bear!

However, if it was a racer who had raced on that Akina Mountain, it would not be surprising that he could achieve this level.

After all, Matsumoto Akira had seen the name of a legendary racing driver named Fujiwara Takumi in the news, who also came out of Akina Mountain.

With a sudden brake, Matsumoto Akira patted his chest. Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with his body, nor did he have any illusion of nausea.

After unbuckling his seat belt, Matsumoto Akira opened the car door and walked out, he asked a question as he handed the money to the driver at the passenger window.

"Master, you also went to Akina Mountain back then. What's your name?"

"Me? I don't have a name. I'm just an ordinary racing driver. My name is Takeuchi Itsuki!"

Takeuchi Itsuki smiled and made a "yeah" gesture to Matsumoto Akira, then handed the change to Matsumoto Akira and stepped on the accelerator and sped away.

"So it's Takeuchi Itsuki. Isn't that Fujiwara Takumi's good brother?"

Matsumoto Akira murmured to himself, no wonder, if he worked hard enough and had a good teacher who was a top racing driver, it was possible to become an excellent racing driver.

But now it seems that Takeuchi Itsuki should have retired.