The boy soldier next to the famous detective

Conan Edogawa, who was still observing Rumi Wakasa, didn't react immediately. He paused for a moment before turning to look at Jonah in surprise.

"What does this mean? Jonah, do you know this person?"

"No, it's just from the way she walks and moves that I feel she must be very strong."

Shaking his head, Jonah calmly lied to Conan Edogawa, saying that he wouldn't say much about knowing Rumi Wakasa, and that since Rumi Wakasa chose to hide her identity, Jonah had to help keep it a secret.

"is that so?"

Looking at Jonah with suspicion, Conan Edogawa didn't doubt Jonah at all.

Furthermore, although Conan Edogawa has excellent observation and reasoning abilities, he still failed to realize that the Rumi Wakasa in front of him was the same "Rachel" who appeared when he was impersonating Jonah and acting with Dave.

On one hand, Conan Edogawa was focused on catching the bomber who had harmed him. On the other hand, throughout the entire operation, Rumi Wakasa wore a mask and goggles, and her hair was tucked into her clothes, making it impossible for Conan Edogawa to make any judgments.

Although he didn't recognize Wakasa Rumi, Jonah's words undoubtedly made Conan Edogawa more certain of his original thoughts.

On Wakasa Rumi's first day at school, during the case in the school's sports equipment warehouse, Conan Edogawa always thought it was absurd that Wakasa Rumi could knock out all the criminals by "randomly waving" a flat sand rake.

How stupid and incompetent must the thugs be to be able to knock out a timid, nervous, and helpless female teacher?

It can be said that Conan Edogawa did not believe Rumi Wakasa's statement to the police at all. However, he was locked in the basement of the warehouse at the time and did not see the process, so he could not produce any strong evidence to prove that Rumi Wakasa was lying.

Now, Jonah's assessment that "she is very strong" has provided some support for Conan Edogawa's reasoning.

Jonah glanced furtively at Conan Edogawa, who was intently focused on the blackboard and the teacher. He thought that if the other teachers knew that the smart little detective, who always got full marks on tests and always dozed off in class, was actually listening so attentively, they would be very envious.

During lunch break, Jonah found an opportunity to have Ai Haibara hold off Conan Edogawa for a bit before running to the teachers' office where Rumi Wakasa was.

Jonah was quite lucky; there were no other teachers in the teachers' office at the moment, only Rumi Wakasa sitting at her desk, looking through the newly collected assignments.

"You're here! Want some snacks?"

Hearing the office door open, Rumi Wakasa looked up and saw Jonah walking in, waving happily.

"You actually applied for a job as a teacher?"

Since they were teammates, Jonah didn't stand on ceremony. He pulled up a chair and sat down next to Rumi Wakasa. He looked at the snacks in her open drawer, picked out a few, and started eating.

"The pace of life here in Japan is different from when I was alone in the United States. Dave is in charge of intelligence gathering, and we work together on operations. I don't need to take on everything by myself anymore. Suddenly I have a lot more free time, so I always have to find something to do."

She opened a drink for Jonah, and Rumi Wakasa twirled the ballpoint pen she was using to grade papers in her right hand, glancing at the office door out of the corner of her eye.

"Conan won't come over. I asked Ai Haibara to help stop him."

"Really? That kid is frighteningly intelligent. If he didn't know you, Jonathan, I might have really investigated him thoroughly."

When Conan Edogawa impersonated Jonah and worked with Dave and the others, Rumi Wakasa was amazed by Conan's performance in the search for the criminal.

Rumi Wakasa had to admit that Conan Edogawa displayed intelligence far superior to hers during the operation, a mind that seemed completely unlike that of a child.

Of course, if it were the previous Rumi Wakasa, she would definitely be very curious about Conan Edogawa's behavior, but now, Rumi Wakasa is just slightly amazed.

After all, Wakasa Rumi had seen even more outrageous children. From Wakasa Rumi's perspective, no matter how smart you are, even if you can solve Goldbach's Conjecture before the age of ten, it can't compare to the shock of Jonah shooting through two floors of the Black Organization's stronghold right in front of her.

"But I'm still curious, Rachel, why did you choose to be a teacher? There must be many other jobs you could choose."

"...Maybe it's because I want to try out what it feels like to raise a child."

A hint of nostalgia flashed in her eyes as Rumi Wakasa gazed out the office window, her tone ethereal.

"I want to know how much trouble I caused my adoptive mother when I was little, and how much anger I made her."

"I think your adoptive mother must be happier and prouder than Rachel, after all, you've grown up so well."

Chewing on snacks, Jonah didn't notice Wakasa Rumi's emotional fluctuations and simply spoke according to his own feelings.

Jonah believed that anyone who could successfully grow from a child into an adult was remarkable, and that on the battlefield, the survival rate of children who were used as child soldiers was very low.

Bullets don't automatically distinguish between adults and children; once they step onto the battlefield, they are all targets.

"...You're right, that's probably what she thinks."

After a moment of surprise, Rumi Wakasa smiled and nodded, then handed Jonah a bottle of yogurt.

"Alright, don't stay here too long, lest your friend notice something's wrong."

"it is good."

Holding his unfinished snacks, Jonah got up from his chair and was about to turn away when he saw Rumi Wakasa's homework on her desk.

"Rachel, if you become my teacher, does that mean I won't have to do homework anymore?"

"Don't even think about it, Jonathan, I'm going to be checking your homework every day from now on."

"...We need to find a way to get the school to expel you."

"I'm listening, Jonathan."

......

"Cohen, you should know why I asked you to come here."

At one of the organization's strongholds, Gin leaned back in his chair, swirling a glass of whiskey in his right hand, letting the whiskey inside spin around without taking a sip.

Looking up at Cohen sitting opposite him, Gin's tone was low, but not particularly harsh.

"I want to know why there were traces of you and Chianti involved 20 days ago, the day when Tokyo was in such a commotion."

"I've been waiting for you to come to me first, but it's clear you don't have that intention. You don't really think you can keep this a secret, do you, Cohen?"

Gin stared coldly at Cohen, then finally picked up his glass and took a sip of whiskey, feeling the spiciness in his throat, his emotions rising even higher.

"Tell me, Cohen, what exactly did you do, and why are you hiding it now!"