How can I live beside Conan who vomits blood from time to time?

Time passed little by little, in Kazama Tsuru's perception, about a week had passed, but listening to Xiaolan, who met by chance on the street, they had already experienced nearly five cases.

So...... It's not for nothing that Conan's world is chaotic.

If you encounter dead people in real life for seven days and five days... Detectives can go crazy too.

...... Right?

Kazama Tsuru thought of Heiji Hattori, who was still happy and proud of it after handling thousands of cases...

The detectives of this world are not normal.

Then he thought of those who killed people for all sorts of strange reasons....

People in this world are not normal.

Kazama Tsuru thought about Conan, who became smaller, the ageless Changeable Witch, the heir of Red Magic...

The final conclusion is that the world is not normal.

Kazama Tsuru sighed, looking at the pot of plants that bloomed and fell in a few days by the window, only feeling that he was far away from this world, and could never accept this world.

Or rather, not being accepted by the world.

"Ding-dong! Ding dong! The

doorbell was rung, interrupting Kazama Tsuru's thoughts.

It shouldn't be Xiaoran and Conan, most of the time they will call in advance to make an appointment when they come over.

So...... Who will it be?

Kazama Tsuru began to think about the various things he had seen in the room, and whether he had missed any information about his relatives and friends.

When I opened the door, I was not a strange relative or friend as Kazama Tsuru imagined, but a middle-aged man who was very similar to Kudo Shinichi and a lively aunt.

"Is it Kazama-san?"

"Are you..."

Kazama Tsuru asked despite having a guess in his mind.

"At Shimokudo Yusaku, this is Yukiko Uchito, we received your letter five days ago, and I took the liberty to visit today."

"Ah, Mr. Kudo and Mrs. Kudo, I guessed just now when I saw that your appearance was very similar to Shinichikun, but I didn't expect you to really come."

Kazama Tsuru smiled, with a respectful attitude of juniors to seniors.

"Please come in."

The three sat down, and Kazama Tsuru made three cups of tea.

"Fangcai Kazama-kun said about Shinichi? I don't know..."

"Yes, yes, what does Xiao Xinyi look like now, I heard that he has been following Xiao Lan all the time?"

Yukiko, who had been quiet from opening the door to sitting down, finally couldn't sit still when Shinichi was mentioned.

Yukiko's smile was mischievous, and Kazama Tsuru looked at her like this, feeling that Conan was now like a pig who had been deliberately let go to arch other people's cabbage.

Kazama Tsuru was stunned and said with a smile: "Now it's called Conan, using the identity of a child, it's really good to be next to Xiaolan." The

two guys, who were naughty at heart, looked at each other and both smiled like foxes.

When Kudo Yusaku heard Kazama Tsuru say Conan's identity, although he had expected it, his heart was shocked for a moment.

Travel writer Tsuru Kazama ...

Thinking of the information he had collected before coming to Japan, Kudo Yusaku was relieved.

Then looked at the two foxes, and his heart moved.

"I have a plan..." the

three foxes met their eyes, and Kudo Yusaku also flashed a fox smile from his son.

After drinking more than half of the tea, and the planned conversation was almost the same, Kazama Tsuru sent the couple away.

Finally, he thought about the plan that the three had just discussed, and silently lit a candle for Conan.

Under his insertion, the original plan of the couple to pit Conan with Dr. Agasa has been greatly changed, and even at the suggestion of Yusaku Kudo, there is a plot of his illness and death.

In the words of Kudo Yusaku, this is to remind Conan that although Kazama Tsuru is a very reliable little friend, he must also pay attention to his physical condition at all times.

Kazama Tsuru really wanted to say that Conan had already seen him sick countless times, and it was estimated that he was already immune.

But after thinking about it, it's better to die early and leave, and he is afraid that he can't help but laugh if he continues to act.

The poor child was deceived by two parents together with the most trusted elder (Dr. Agasa), and this child is really miserable.

Well...... It's really pitiful, is it better to use chicken blood or ketchup when the time comes?

......

For Conan, who had nothing to do at the Maori detective agency, it was another boring day without a case.

He was doing his elementary school homework pitifully, knowing that he knew everything, but he still had to think about how to express himself like a child, and then change his mature tone over and over again.

When will I be able to change back....

Conan turned to look outside, where Ran was doing housework.

"Jingle bells!"

"Moses Moses, this is the Maori Detective Office, is there anything wrong with you?"

"What? You mean... Brother Kazama... Contact us? ...... Uh-huh, okay, okay, I'll let Conan go right away. When

Conan heard his name, he immediately dropped the hot pen in his hand and ran to Xiaolan.

"Sister Xiaolan, is Brother Kazama looking for me?"

"Ah, Conan, did you hear everything?"

Xiaolan squatted down, her eyes fixed on Conan, with an extra solemn meaning.

Conan also felt Xiaolan's seriousness, and instantly thought of countless possibilities in his heart, and became serious on the surface.

"Sister Xiaolan, did Brother Kazama have an accident?"

"Well, it was just a call from Mr. Igarashi, Kazama brother... Amnesia. "

Amnesia?!"

Conan never thought of this situation, and was directly stunned in place.

Xiaolan also looked a little worried and sad.

"Well, and he seems to only know Mr. Igarashi and you, and other people he doesn't know now, including the doctor, can't get close to him or talk to him..."

"So Brother Igarashi contacted me to let me help awaken Brother Kazama's memory?"

"Hmm..."

Xiao Lan looked a little hesitant.

"I'll go with you in a moment, but only you and Brother Igarashi can get close to Brother Kazama, Conan, you must be obedient and try to say something very good that happened before, so that Brother Kazama can remember sooner, okay?"

Conan nodded emphatically.

"Hmm!"

Xiaoran stood up and took Conan's little hand, without calling Uncle Maori who went to bet on horses again.

Now that time is urgent, the most important thing is to let Brother Kazama remember it early, and you must take Conan over earlier!

As for the drunkard and gambler....

Hum! Let him find something to eat by himself tonight!

- disdain from Xiaolan.