Chapter 243 Detective Novelist

As for Ze Yu, he once again turned into a cold-blooded recording machine. After recording this precious video, he put down his phone.

Then, he said with a smile: "Okay, everyone, stop laughing and don't embarrass the dean."

After that, he took out a wig from his pocket and handed it to the dean. The smile on his face became innocent and he said softly, "Here, here you go."

"Little boy, you are such a good person..." The dean was so moved that his eyes filled with tears and he almost burst into tears.

…………

Later, with a heart full of gratitude, the dean told his story.

A few days ago, his wig was blown away by the wind and left in a corner of the campus.

This made him feel ashamed to face people. Fearing being laughed at by his colleagues, he hid himself and did not show up for several days.

And tonight, when there was no one in the school, the dean quietly moved and looked for his wig in the school.

He soon discovered Yuantai and the others.

In order to prevent being discovered by these elementary school students and to prevent them from interfering with his plans, the dean began to scare them, hoping to scare them away.

Whether it was smoke or paint, they were all means he used to scare the Young Detective Team.

However, these methods were not very effective and failed to scare them away. Instead, the dean himself was blocked by them.

This is very frustrating.

can only say……

It's all quite bald.

Ze Yu looked at the dean's hairstyle quietly and thought silently in his heart.

Although the dean of studies already has a new wig, he still misses the old one very much.

Anyway, my secrets have been discovered by everyone, so I might as well just go for it.

The dean gave up struggling and even asked everyone to stay and help him find the lost wig.

So, everyone helped him search for the whole night.

But, nothing was gained.

This did not surprise Ze Yu, because he had already known that tonight's search was doomed to be fruitless.

the reason is simple.

In fact, the wig was secretly hidden by the elderly principal.

The old man who grew his beard and eyebrows very long is actually very bad.

Oh, and it’s worth mentioning that…

Tonight, the members of the Junior Detective Team broke into the school without permission to explore the so-called campus ghost story, which was a serious violation of school rules.

Although the dean had no intention of punishing them, Teacher Kobayashi could not pretend that he did not see it.

At the end...

Everyone was punished and had to double their homework for the week.

Except Ze Yu.

That's right, he was not punished, only the other six people suffered.

can only say……

She's cute, that's what's amazing!

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"Hmm... there are so many homework assignments. I can't finish them at all!" Ayumi lay on the desk, her fingers holding the pen moving quickly as she wrote her homework.

Her face looked like she was about to cry and she kept complaining.

Ze Yu sat aside, holding a small piece of grass in his mouth, smiling apologetically: "Who told you to be so naughty? If you were a little better, would you have to do your homework here as punishment?"

"Xiao Yu, you traitor!" Ayumi stopped writing, looked up, and said angrily: "We all acted together, but in the end, you didn't have to do homework!" "I didn't expect that you, such a handsome guy, would betray everyone!"

"How can this be considered betrayal?" Ze Yu smiled and said proudly, "Who told me to be so cute? Even the teacher couldn't bear to punish me."

"..." Upon hearing this, Huibara Ai on the side was silent for a while, then also stopped writing and handed the pen in her hand to Ze Yu.

Ze Yu was slightly stunned: "Huh?"

"Please help me write it." Huibara Ai said expressionlessly, but Ze Yu detected a hint of resentment in her words.

The smile on Ze Yu's face became stiff.

Taking this opportunity, Hongshu asked tentatively: "Xiaoyu, then I'll give you my share as well?"

"Then I will too..." Conan showed an expectant expression.

However, before he finished saying the word "same", Ze Yu said, "Hey, this doesn't seem good. Do you think I am a tool for doing homework when I look so weak and cute?"

"I suggest that we let Conan write all our copies."

There is a good tool here, and Ze Yu will not let him go easily.

Conan: "..."

He stared blankly.

What the hell?

Why did you suddenly ask me to write your homework for you?

You are not a tool, am I?

Conan was about to retort when he saw Ze Yu put his hand on his shoulder, and there seemed to be an arc of electricity rising and flashing from it.

Conan fell silent for a moment, his expression stiff, he swallowed, and his body continued to tremble.

He gave an awkward but polite smile and said stiffly, "...In that case, let me do your homework."

"That's right. You're such a good boy." Ze Yu withdrew his hand with satisfaction.

Huihara Ai glanced at Conan and handed over the homework book in her hand without hesitation: "Good man, I'll give this to you."

"Conan, thank you!" Ayumi smiled happily and handed him her homework joyfully.

The same goes for Genta and Mitsuhiko.

Seeing more and more homework books on the table, Conan couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and he felt very regretful.

Why did I say so much just now?
Haibara and Hiroki were making a fuss there, but he insisted on saying something too much. As a result, he got into trouble before he could even finish his words.

If you don't say too much, maybe everything will be fine.

all in all……

Why am I so miserable!

Conan wanted to cry but had no tears.

Hiroki felt a little reluctant and said silently: "I'd better write it myself."

Hearing his words, Conan forced a look of gratitude on his tearful face.

Hiroki, it turns out you are the good brother!

Everyone else, including Xiaoyu, are just superficial friends!
You betrayed me at the critical moment!

Conan looked at the stack of homework books on his desk and sighed helplessly: "I guess it will take me a long time to finish this time, so I won't have time to read the new issue of Detective Samonji."

"'Detective Samonji'? Is it that famous detective novel?" Ayumi asked curiously.

"Yes, that's a detective novel I like to read very much." When talking about things related to "detective", Conan became a little excited and showed a proud look.

He has always been proud of his identity as a detective, just as Douzi is proud of his identity as a thief.

"I remember that the author of that detective novel was a very famous novelist." Yuan Tai touched his chin, thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "I think his name was 'Rentaro'?"

(End of this chapter)