Traveling back thirty years to Conan, intercepting Princess Eri

In addition to being a math teacher, Takeshita Matsufumi is also the academic director of Teitan High School.

He was thin and always wore an impeccable dark gray suit. Behind his black-rimmed glasses, his eyes were always stern and rigid.

Matsufumi Takeshita always advocated that students should focus on their studies at school and not get involved in social matters.

For this reason, Lin Xiuyi, who often assisted the police in handling cases, naturally became a thorn in his side.

Every time the two met in the corridor, Takeshita Matsufumi never gave him a friendly look, and he often lectured the people around Hayashi Shuichi as well.

"Oh, why am I so unlucky?"

Kogoro Mori slumped helplessly onto his desk like a deflated balloon, his forehead pressed against the cold surface, letting out a muffled wail.

"Okay, I was just kidding with you earlier,"

Eri Kisaki tapped on Kogoro Mouri's desk in an annoyed tone.

Give me your schoolbag!

"What?" Kogoro Mouri looked up, annoyed. "Even if I give you the schoolbag, it won't magically transform you."

Halfway through his sentence, he saw Eri Kisaki take out several notebooks from his schoolbag. When he opened them, he saw that yesterday's math and Chinese homework had been neatly completed, and the handwriting had even been specially imitated his handwriting.

"What happened? Who finished my homework for me?"

“Before you went out last night, Shuichi had already made the arrangements,” Yukiko, who was sitting next to him, covered her mouth and chuckled. “We wrote everything for Shuichi, so of course we wouldn’t forget you.”

"Great!"

Kogoro Mouri excitedly slammed his hand on the table and stood up. He clasped his hands together and bowed repeatedly to Shuichi Hayashi and Yukiko.

"This is great! If that guy Takeshita had caught me not doing my homework, I don't know how he would have tortured me."

As he spoke, his voice gradually grew louder.

"That old bastard has always had a problem with us. If I ever get the chance to catch that Takeshita guy red-handed, I'll definitely..."

Engrossed in his conversation, Kogoro Mouri was completely oblivious to the fact that Hideaki Hayashi and the others were frantically trying to wink at him.

Until a familiar cold snort came from behind him, the sound was like a bucket of ice water poured over his head, making Kogoro Mouri freeze on the spot.

"Now that you've caught me red-handed, what are you going to do to me?"

Kogoro Mouri mechanically turned around, and Takeshita Matsufumi was standing less than a meter behind him with a dark expression.

"Of course, I'm pointing out your mistakes," Kogoro Mouri said with a forced smile. "Isn't it said that admitting mistakes and correcting them is a great virtue?"

Takeshita Matsufumi pushed up his glasses and sneered, "I didn't expect that after Class A produced a great detective who could help the police solve cases, now they've produced someone who can help the police catch kidnappers."

He glanced at Lin Xiuyi meaningfully.
"You'd better not forget who you are! Are those things students should be involved in?!"

The classroom was completely silent; all the students shrank back, not daring to speak.

Lin Xiuyi lowered his head and fiddled with the pen in his hand, too lazy to pay attention.

This dean of academic affairs has always been like this, always trying to find reasons to reprimand him, and Lin Xiuyi has gotten used to it.

Anyway, it goes in one ear and out the other. If you don't find it annoying, then keep talking.

Like Hayashi Hideichi, Kogoro Mouri had previously ignored Takeshita's reprimands.

But today is the first day he became a hero. The TV interview is still fresh in his mind, and the admiring looks from his classmates are still flashing in his mind.

In the midst of his excitement, Kogoro Mouri was unwilling to suffer any injustice.

"Teacher, I don't agree with you." Kogoro Mouri straightened his back, raised his chin slightly, and said loudly, "Assisting the police is the duty of every citizen! Besides, if I hadn't found the kidnappers' address yesterday, a girl would have..." "Get out!"

Takeshita Matsufumi interrupted sharply, his face terribly grim, the veins on his temples faintly visible.
"Go stand at the door as punishment!"

"What's the reason?"

Kogoro Mouri clenched his fists in frustration.
"What did I do wrong? Even if you're a teacher, you can't punish me for no reason!"

"Men wearing women's clothing is indecent! It also involves slandering teachers and talking back to them!"

Takeshita Matsufumi spoke slowly and deliberately, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth.
"Either you go stand in the corner as punishment right now, or I'll call your home and have your parents come to the school to talk!"

When his parents were mentioned, Kogoro Mouri's imposing manner immediately weakened.

He recalled his mother's frail body and the sight of her constantly taking medication.

If I'm really called to school, what if I upset my mother and something bad happens?
Seeing Kogoro Mouri's fist clench tighter and tighter, as if he was about to throw a punch at any moment, Hideaki Hayashi quickly stood up and stepped between the two.
"Teacher, you"

He had barely opened his mouth when Takeshita Matsufumi frowned impatiently and reprimanded him.
"Did I tell you to speak? Disrespecting the teacher, you'll stand with him as punishment!"

"You bastard!"

Kogoro Mouri could no longer hold back and was about to rush forward.

Fortunately, Lin Xiu reacted quickly, grabbing his arm and forcefully pulling him out of the classroom.

"He insulted me, teacher! We're going to stand in the corner as punishment right now!"

……

"That old bastard!"

Kogoro Mouri slammed his fist against the wall with a loud thud.
"He must have seen me on TV and become a hero, and he was envious and jealous of me, so he deliberately caused trouble."

"Really?"

Lin Xiuyi responded lazily, glanced back through the window at the classroom, and saw Zhuxia writing mathematical formulas on the blackboard, focusing on lecturing. He then left the wall, tiptoed to the railing in the corridor, and lay down.

Kogoro Mouri, imitating his friend, had just leaned over the railing when he heard a voice behind him: "You two..."

Lin Xiuyi and Mouri Kogoro turned their heads at the same time. It was their homeroom teacher, Murakami Yui, who was speaking.

"Teacher," Lin Xiuyi said, amused, looking at the other person's messy hair, "did you sleep in again?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Murakami Yui glared angrily at the student, then quickly ran her hand through her hair.
"Tell me, what trouble have you two rascals gotten into this time?"

“Murakami-sensei, we’re being bullied,” Kogoro Mori said, pointing at the classroom with a wronged expression. “He’s really going too far, he’s not giving you any face at all, Murakami-sensei.”

Murakami Yui glanced at the classroom and saw Takeshita-sensei lecturing through the window. She immediately nodded in understanding.

"Come on, come to my office."

During class time, the teachers' office was empty, as all the other teachers were teaching.

Lin Xiuyi found a seat familiar to him and sat down. As the class monitor of Class A, he felt as at home as if he were at home in the office.

Yui Murakami poured a cup of barley tea for each of them, then sat down in her office chair and carefully said, "You two shouldn't blame Takeshita-sensei."

Her gaze shifted back and forth between the two men.
"There's a reason why Mr. Takeshita doesn't like students getting involved in things outside of school." (End of Chapter)