Conan and I start the hell-level main line

"My name is Maori Kogoro, and I am a famous detective. No criminal can escape from me, because a very smart detective like me will tell the truth of the case in a proud manner."

"And every murderer I pointed out would, without exception, kneel on the ground and become a loser, while I would receive flowers and applause as a winner. I am the greatest and invincible, but..."

Kogoro Mouri ended his daydream, sat down with a sullen look on his face on a chair that was so small that it couldn't even fit his butt, and secretly glanced at the adults around him who were either smiling or stern, and whose moods were changeable.

I looked at my appearance again. Where is the demeanor of a dignified detective? My goodness is so stunning. You are back!

"Conan's parent over there, stop dreaming, stop looking around, and concentrate on listening, okay? You seem to be disrespecting me..."

Natsume Hoshi tried hard to suppress the smile that looked like she was asking for a beating, and with difficulty maintained her composure and the dignified look of a teacher. She looked at Mouri Kogoro and said lightly.

I unconsciously picked up the chalk in my hand, but I didn't throw it away. Please, it's the parents' meeting now, if you are not afraid of being complained, just throw one away and try.

Maori Kogoro was startled, and suddenly felt a familiar feeling, as if he was called out for making trouble many years ago at school. The classmates around him looked at him with a collective glance, and he felt a chill.

Then, Maori Kogoro looked at the way all the parents in the class were looking at him, feeling extremely embarrassed.

At Ai's seat, Dr. Agasa reminded her quietly and gestured, "Hey, Mr. Maori, hush, this is not the office, don't talk nonsense."

"Ah... Oh, you guys continue, you guys continue..." Maori Kogoro nodded, but when he glanced at the podium, he was petrified instantly when he saw Natsume Hoshi's half-smile.

On the podium, Natsume Xing, who was in a high position, glanced at the parents below, especially Maori Kogoro, whom he cared about the most. How to describe this moment~

"Okay, parents. The students are still watching outside. Teacher Xiaolin asked me to hold this parents' meeting. Now, let's talk about your children. They are most likely to be neglected at this age. It is also possible that they are now starting to have something they will pursue throughout their lives."

Natsume Xing picked up the chalk and wrote two big words neatly and majestically on the blackboard.

【ideal】

Outside the door, the elementary school students in Class 1-B were crowded outside, nervously peeking at the lecture that was about to begin by Mr. Natsume in the classroom.

I originally thought that the parents' meeting would be a public presentation and criticism of the students' recent grades and performance by the teacher. Some of the naughty kids had already started to prepare themselves mentally, but I didn't expect that the first thing Natsume-sensei would say was...

ideal.

Sometimes, it may be an unattainable dream for them.

"I didn't expect that Natsume-sensei wouldn't tell you about the bad things I've done recently. Thank God. I even asked my good-natured dad to come over." Yuan Tai breathed a sigh of relief. His naughty heart had been beating wildly when Natsume-sensei was writing.

Mitsuhiko hung his head in confusion, trying to figure out the words, and said, "Huh? What's the trouble, Yuanta? What have you done recently?"

"Ah, no, nothing else..." Yuantai avoided his gaze, scratched his face and said.

Ayumi: "Genta, you look like this, something must be wrong."

Zhuo Zhen: "Yes, tell us and make us laugh... No... tell us and let us help you solve your problems."

Maria: "Yeah, there's no way you'll be caught by the police for what you did."

Hearing this, Yuan Tai became more and more panicked as he spoke, "Being caught by the police, being caught by the police..."

……

boom!

In the interrogation room, Inspector Megure angrily punched the table and stared sternly at Genta, who was handcuffed and wearing a prison uniform.

"Kojima Genta, the police have already investigated everything. It was you who broke the principal's potted plant, right?"

Yuan Tai looked nervously and fearfully at a photo on the table, which showed a potted plant covered with a white cloth and broken into two pieces. The dead are the greatest.

"You haven't handed in your homework for three consecutive days, and you were too lazy to even do the school cleaning work." Officer Sato looked at him sharply and said.

Officer Takagi also looked at the criminal and said, "We also found out that he ate the school lunch without washing his hands."

"You are the suspect, right? You'd better plead guilty, Genta Kojima!" Officers Megure, Sato, and Takagi gradually approached and turned the desk lamp to face Genta directly.

At this moment, time stood still, and everyone's eyes were flashing red light like crazy, as if the air was writing: It's over, Barbie Q is gone.

"I was wrong..." Yuantai knelt on the ground and was locked in a cell with the iron door closed.

Cry to the heavens, but no one will answer. Cry to the earth, but no one will respond. . .

……

A mysterious leaf inexplicably reappeared, and the wind inexplicably blew past the whole class again.

All the students were looking at Yuantai who was about to collapse due to self-hypnosis. No one moved in shock. The place was silent, like the sound of a crow crowing.

I don’t know what to say anymore, this amazing imagination is beyond human capabilities...

In the classroom, Natsume Xing smiled at the parents in the audience and announced the theme of this seminar.

"For a young child, ideals can be regarded as his future development direction and an opportunity to change his future destiny."

"For example, in our class, there are several students who have dreamed of becoming detectives since childhood. They have actually started to work hard and take action for this career."

Yuantai's father said, "Hey, teacher, you should be talking about our Yuantai. That kid said he wanted to be a detective, and his mother scolded him for not studying hard and wasting time daydreaming all day long. Is that right?"

The parents of the five little ones nearby also agreed greatly when they heard this and spoke out.

"Yes, yes, the teacher should be talking about our child. If she doesn't study hard, she will be a virgin in the future. Why does she want to be a detective when there are so many other options?"

"Yeah, my Mitsuhiko even had a fight with us over this. Really."

"In my opinion, all primary school students nowadays are too ambitious. Is it so easy to be a detective? With my son's grades, he can't even do the most basic math problems."

"Yes, and we have to catch the criminal. It's really crazy."

Other parents were also talking to each other. Their children would often talk about the name of the Junior Detective Team after returning home. Most of them had some admiration for them. Perhaps it was because they were often willing to take on commissions to help them, so their classmates were quite appreciative of these five plus two detectives.

But these words often take on a different meaning in the ears of these parents. After all, as we all know, in the eyes of these parents, everything else is inferior except studying.

Detective? What's the point!

Natsume Xing did not interrupt their conversation. For a moment, the crowd below became like a vegetable market, with most people expressing their opinions on the Junior Detective Team. Some had positive and some negative opinions, but the majority still held a negative attitude.

Maori Kogoro listened to the chattering of the parents around him. Some were derogatory, some were unbelievable. Anyway, it was very harsh in his ears. There was nothing good in it. He couldn't listen any more and said, "Actually, I think being a detective is pretty good..."

Before she could finish, Ayumi's father came up to her and said righteously, "I know you. My Ayumi often tells me about your... Conan's parents. I won't say anything else, just tell your Conan to stay away from our Ayumi! As soon as you come home, you always say that Conan is good in this and that. Look, you have deceived my sweet little girl and she doesn't care about me as her father anymore!"

Mouri Kogoro (￣(エ)￣):? ? ? What?

Mitsuhiko's mother: "You are Mr. Maori Kogoro, right? I know you are a famous detective and you must have different opinions on what we said, but what we said is quite straightforward and you should be able to understand it. A child of this age is really not suitable to be a detective!"

Yuanta's father said, "I think so too. At this age, you should study hard, read books, and find a good job in the future. Detectives can be a hobby or a game occasionally. Why do you have to talk about it every day?"

Maria's father said, "Yes, and I heard that this group of detectives is not just for fun. Under the leadership of that... Conan, murders happen all day long. It feels so dangerous to be with a murderer."

Zhuo Zhen's mother glanced at Maori Kogoro coldly, "Is there such a thing? It seems that the guy named Conan is bullying my child. Like father, like son!"

Maori Kogoro (￣□￣): What does it have to do with me?