The unscientific detective in Conan

Class b, second year.

On a sunny afternoon, the breeze carried away a trace of warmth.

Fujino was wearing a school uniform and sitting on a seat by the window, holding a math book tightly in his hand.

His eyes quickly scanned the words above, and those words were like streams of light, rushing toward his brain.

At the same time, students' proficiency is also increasing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The skill of being a natural scholar is really terrifying.

During the interval, Fujino glanced at the proficiency of the student's profession.

In just half a day, he had already gained seventy-five points of proficiency.

Yes, the reason why he sits here and reads is to improve students' proficiency.

Being a natural academic master is a skill that can enhance 100% learning ability.

In just one day, he had learned most of the contents in the mathematics book in his hand.

Along with acquisition, student proficiency also steadily increases.

As long as the proficiency reaches two hundred, he can advance to a student level.

As the student level increases, student discounts are available and upgrades are available.

In other words, what he is reading is not books, but money!

There is a golden house in the book. The ancients will not deceive me!

Xiaolan, Fujino-senpai, you seem to have been sitting here all day, reading a math book. Nothing will happen, right?

Not far away, Sonoko looked at Fujino who was sitting by the window reading a book, and asked Xiaolan.

It seems like this...

Xiaolan stared at Fujino, I didn't even eat lunch.

It can't go on like this.

Yuanzi murmured, and then said with some palpitations: Senior, his spirit must not be stimulated. After all, he has not come to school for such a long time...

Garden!

Xiaolan complained quietly towards Yuanzi, and then looked at Fujino.

She frowned, confused by Fujino's behavior.

Recalling the incident where Fujino 'fainted' due to strenuous exercise, he couldn't help but nodded, Sonoko, you are right, it is really not possible to continue like this. With the body of a senior, if this continues, it will definitely happen again. Pass out like before!”

Yuanzi frowned: What should we do?

Go find Mr. Hiratsuka!

Yes, if it's Hiratsuka-sensei, there will definitely be a way.

Hearing Xiaolan's words, Yuanzi nodded.

After all, in her impression, Hiratsuka Shizuka is the person who best understands the psychological problems of daily students in Teidan High School. Generally speaking, if normal words cannot persuade them, they will directly correct them with an iron fist.

Nickname given by others: [Iron Fist Saint] Soul Master.

After a while.

Fujino put down the book, stretched out, and breathed lazily.

To be honest, this was the first time he felt the joy of learning like this.

Being able to get visual rewards makes learning knowledge feel different.

After moving his sore shoulder blades, Fujino was about to stand up when he saw Hiratsuka Shizuka standing next to him, staring at him closely.

Teacher Hiratsuka...why are you here?

Fujino looked at Jing and smiled.

So, you've been sitting here reading all day?

At this time, Shizuka Hiratsuka looked at the mathematics book on Fujino's desk and asked, What the hell are you doing here?

I just want to review and review.

Fujino looked at Shizuka Hiratsuka in surprise, and spoke a little harshly: Is there any problem? Mr. Hiratsuka?

He was a little confused as to what this violent beauty meant.

It won’t work if you don’t read, and it won’t work if you read for a long time.

Therefore, he couldn't understand the girl's thoughts the most.

You... come with me to the staff room!

With that said, Shizuka Hiratsuka dragged Fujino out of the classroom.

Originally, Fujino thought that he had said something wrong and that this violent woman was going to give him a few blows.

But when she opened the door to the rooftop, Fujino breathed a sigh of relief.

So, Mr. Hiratsuka, why did you bring me to the rooftop?

Fujino showed his dead fish eyes, looked at the scenery on the roof, and asked Shizuka Hiratsuka.

What's your situation now?

Shizuka Hiratsuka turned her head and asked Fujino, Why do you hear other students say that you are having a particularly difficult time now?

Is this why you don't come to school usually?

Well...

Fujino scratched the back of his head: Mainly because of the real estate tax, which is 1.5 million yen a year. I don't have much money left after excluding daily expenses, and my usual commissions are not stable, so I can only put aside school matters. To the side.”

So that's what it is...

Hiratsuka Shizu's eyes gradually lowered, and he could see the hint of loneliness and sadness in Fujino's head.

This guy must have been sad when his parents died, right?

That kind of pressure on a high school student is simply...

In short, he must be living a very painful life now.

Thinking of this, Hiratsuka sighed, patted Fujino's shoulder gently, and comforted: You must be feeling very uncomfortable now...

Fujino was confused when he heard this.

After scratching the back of his head, he said calmly: I can't say it's uncomfortable, I'm used to it.

At this time, Hiratsuka Shizuka stopped talking: Then do you want me to sponsor...

Oh! Stop it!

Fujino frowned when he heard this, feeling that something was wrong.

Good guy, are you going to support him?

But why does this funding feel a little wrong?

No, even though he knows someone loves money, he is definitely not the kind to eat soft rice.

What's more, this violent beauty is just a high school teacher. How much money can she have?

Just like that, the school day went by like this.

After a day of hard work, Fujino's students reached a vocational proficiency level of one hundred.

This is already outrageous. You must know that he only had fifty when he went to school and fished for a day.

Now the proficiency points gained in one day are almost double those before!

But before that, he still had 600,000 yuan in commission money that he had not recovered.

That woman Yuko Ikezawa really needs a good education.

Otherwise, Fujino himself would feel uncomfortable.

How could I have commissioned a detective to investigate and then break into the investigation target's home?

This is simply a distrust of him!

…………

Late at night, Fujino's house.

So, after you accepted my commission, you accepted Okino Yoko's commission again?!

Ikezawa Yuko sat on the sofa and shouted dissatisfied at Fujino: I said, you are really not a professional detective! You actually accepted the entrustment of the investigation target!

You should be the one who broke the contract in advance, right?

Fujino frowned, but he was not used to Yuko Ikezawa, so he shouted back directly: Do you know, if it weren't for me, you would have been involved in a scandal by now!

What do you mean?

You should know what I mean.

As he spoke, Fujino took out an earring from his pocket and asked, This earring should be yours. I saw you wearing it when you came here to entrust me with it before.

Looking at the earring in Fujino's hand, Ikezawa Yuko couldn't help but shake her head.

Why is the earring she lost yesterday at his place...

Could it be?