Hello to all of my readers.
I am very happy if a few more have strayed here.
As I said, this should be the continuation of my first story, links
so to their events.
That doesn't necessarily mean that you have to read them in full, but they do
essential insights are helpful.
Otherwise it's a story in its own right.
Also, the fact that it is a crossover is not that important. For the noir fans,
those who know it better, the dialogues may sometimes elicit a smile.
From that point of view, however, it takes place some time after the storyline of the series.
And since there are French quotes this time too, I try to remember
translate them.
Told enough, except
I would of course appreciate your opinions.
so and now I wish you a lot of fun.


The new teacher

Chapter 1:the girl in the auditorium

Conan: 'It's Tuesday - again. Three and a half weeks have passed since the events in Tropical Land.Everything seems to have calmed down. The FBI has not leaked any specifics about the case. The press believes that a murderer on the run nested himself in the cabinet of mirrors and when he was caught he shot the building to pieces - actually not far from the truth!
For a while the FBI patrolled the park to calm the guests down and, unofficially, also near us, but none of the men in black showed up any more. It probably worked.
The House of Mirrors is being rebuilt and everyone seems to be acting normally, except ... Ran. '
He looked up at the girl who, like every morning, went with him to the Teitan schools of the various age groups. She also looked down at him and smiled at him that you could only smile back.
'She's happy, and really. Since that day she has been changed. Does she suspect something, or is that now the anticipation because I said I would close the case soon?In any case, she still behaves towards me like a normal child, almost even more caring. '
"Well, what are you thinking about again, Conan?"
"What? Oh ... uh ... just about the questions from yesterday's math class. Today we finally get the answer."
"Oh, well, I guess you've already found the answer yourself."
He just replied with a nod.
'Yes, of course I found out which is heavier: a kilo of iron or a kilo of feathers!
Oh yes. And the professor was a little annoyed with my use of his shield mode.
Of course, all the lines burned through back then and I'm still waiting for my power kick boots to this day. Probably his personal vengeance for making me wait that long. And I can probably forget about this additional function! Somehow the evening was very counterproductive. '
He bowed his head in exasperation ...

"Hello, you two!" It rang from a distance from a well-known CEO's voice.Sonoko waved his left arm to them from a hundred yards away.
Shortly before they reached it, Ran and Conan suddenly stopped confused, but then slowly walked on again.
"Is something?" asked Sonoko when they finally got to her and continued on the way together.
Ran: "Oh nothing. I just didn't notice that you bought a new watch."
She looked at her left wrist.
"Oh that. Uh ... yes ... that was an impulse purchase, huh!" She smiled, embarrassed.
Ran: "Wait a minute, the watch itself looks like yours. Only this bracelet, it looks ... rather old!"
Now Conan looked at Sonoko's wrist too. The bracelet was made of leather, black, and had slight cracks from wear. His eyes brightened.
"That's right. The bracelet is old. And above all, it's a men's bracelet. It's much too wide and too long for a women's bracelet. In addition, it is very valuable, the cracks show that it is real leather. That's why I type your father's bracelet.Your watch strap broke last night and you couldn't think of anything better than to take one of his older watches, right? "
"Uh, huh! Well. What can I do for it? The stupid thing suddenly rips after all the shops have closed."
Ran: "But why didn't you take one from your mother? I thought straight away anyway that you don't like black as a color at all."
Sonoko visibly pushed around.
"You know ... that's so ... there weren't any more. Yes! We have long since switched to metal bracelets, except for me. But I didn't have any old watches myself because I don't keep them. This one was the only one Leather bracelet that was left. "
"You see, it wasn't that bad after all! You won't escape Conan's nose anyway!"
Sonoko briefly looked down at the little boy, who was grinning innocently at her, skeptically, then seriously again at her friend.
"Tell me, Ran?" she started shyly after a while.
"What is it?""Speaking of nose. Has Shinichi contacted you lately?"
"Um, not since that evening in Tropical Land. But he said at the time that he wanted to end his 'big case' soon. That's why he probably has his hands full now." she gave her a friendly smile.
"But ... aren't you worried about him now that something might have happened to him in this case? What is it all about?"
Conan was now pricked up.
'Since when has she been asking such questions? 'His thoughts were interrupted by Ran, who had stopped. She turned her face to the floor, away from Conan. Every word she said now weighed heavily on her.
"What should I answer you, Sonoko? He just disappears, doesn't appear again and if only very briefly, officially, he no longer solves cases, keeps the inspector from publishing his successes. Most people believe he's dead, and he seems to have pulled out all the stops to confirm it.What am I supposed to think what happened? At the time I asked him what this case was all about. He asked me not to ask him any more about it. No, he ... "
She fell silent for a moment and Sonoko thought she saw a tear coming.
"Ran?"
She tore her face open and seemed to make her almost fall with her joyful face.
"Oh nonsense! Why should I worry about this crime spinner? He can take care of himself. When he comes back, he first has to worry about himself that he has pissed me off so rudely several times.
And that's how long I've had Conan, who prevents me from longing for such people, right? "
She looked down at him. Seldom has he seen such an honest smile in her eyes since he disappeared.
Conan: "Uh, if you think so."
'Does she really suspect something?'
Sonoko: 'Was that real now? No! She actually evades the question. But that with Conan was real. She pushes him forward - for Shinichi!But why?
... Why is Ran still so relaxed on the outside, even though her boyfriend has not been seen for so long? ...'
She touched her head.
“I just don't get to think at this time of day.” Yawning, she looked at her watch again. Ran did the same.
Ran: "Oh man, Sonoko, we have to hurry up! First of all it's French and you know how easily Mademoiselle Bouquet flares up when you're late."
Conan: 'Oh yes, the school has this new trainee teacher, Mireille Bouquet. Ran said she was already competing with Jodie as the most beautiful teacher, especially she was a few years younger. All the boys in our class should be thrilled. Most girls supposedly like her too ... except for one ... '
Sonoko: "Oh, this woman can really stay stolen from me. She is still a trainee lawyer and has apparently already lost all zest for life! In addition, she has me on the kieker, definitely!"
"All she said was that she wanted to bring the class to a common level.""And that I would stand in her way!"
"That was meant ironically! The whole class and even the assistant teacher laughed along with you. Then she said that she would take special care of you."
Conan: "She can start with what it looks like." this time he checked his watch.
Ran: “Oh God, that’s going to be really close. So Conan, you’ll come and pick us up after we’ve finished?” It had become established lately that Conan finished class on Tuesday, when he and Ran almost at the same time were not meeting with the Detective Boys, but going straight home with her. In a sense, a dosage of his detective needs, even if she didn't put it that way.
"Yes of course, as always! See you later, Ran!" he called out to them when the two had already picked up some teeth.
'Believe me, Ran! Even if you don't see it, I always come as soon as you call me. '

The bell started when they reached the school grounds.
They really ran as fast as they could now.Gasping but quietly, Sonoko opened the door to the classroom and peeked inside. Everyone sat in their seats and seemed absorbed in a written exercise. Slowly she felt her way when suddenly she tapped a forefinger gently on the shoulder.
"What is it, Ran? Not now!" she whispered to her without turning around.
The following "Ahem!" but then made her pause.
"Mademoiselle Suzuki, source heuere est il?"
(What time is it?)
Now the other students also looked over at her. Slowly she turned to the side and looked into a sly grin.
"Mademoiselle Bouquet ?!"
"Oui?"
She straightened up to apologize, and Mireille Bouquet's gaze darkened.
"Source ... heure ... est-il?"
"Uh, yes, I mean uh oui, il est ..."
She raised her arm to check the clock.
"Il est ... cinq minutes ... avant neuf?"
(it's ... five minutes ... nine?)
The entire class looked over at her in amazement. At first she thought she might have given an 'unconventional', not to say wrong, answer.But then she noticed the concentrated looks at her 'new' bracelet. Her face changed from surprised to angry and suddenly she hit the table in front of her with her left fist, so that the classmate sitting on it fell backwards.
"OK. I only ask once: WHO?"
Everyone's astonishment was now visibly greater and Ran and Mireille Bouquet also agreed.
Ran: "Are you not well, Sonoko? And what should who have done?"
Now Sonoko looked around, confused.
"What? Uh, oh nothing, huh! I just meant whoever said something stupid about my French is due."
Symbolically threatening, but clearly ironic, she waved her fist.
Mireille: "Why should