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

The castle was built abroad many years ago, shipped back here at a great price, and put back again.

Therefore, the whole castle presents a completely different Western style than the local area.

Four years ago, a major fire broke out on a charred tower that could be seen not far away, and Madame, Madame's friends, and servants all died there.

Only the newly recruited servants, including the gardener in front of him, were spared.

Perhaps it was only since then that the owner of the castle no longer recruited long-term servants, but only temporarily found someone to clean and clean up after a while.

The gardener walked into the castle with two people, Kazama Tsuru and Komoi.

On the way, at the request of Kazama Tsuru, he was introduced to various situations of the castle along the way.

"Oh, this checkerboard-style lawn is the order of Master Zhenzhao, I always have to spend a lot of time on mowing and maintaining this lawn, and Master Zhenzhao seems to be following the orders of Master Zhenzhao, who died 15 years ago."

"Sir, does he like to play chess?"

Kazama Tsuru listened carefully.

"I don't know... Hmm..." the

gardener thought for a moment, then hesitated.

"Maybe this chessboard has something to do with the words of the old man?"

"His last words?"

Xiao Wei asked casually.

"Uh... Yes. The gardener thought for a moment, "The old man said that he will give his most precious treasure to the person who solves the mystery of the castle, I think this chessboard must have something to do with this mystery." "

Decryption... If the detective were here, he would be very interested. Kazama

Tsuru was not very interested in puzzles, he originally thought it was just a very historic castle, but he didn't expect it to be one of Conan's stories.

The puzzles are all worked out, and to say that Conan has not filmed an episode here, he does not believe it.

Withdrawing his gaze from the chessboard, Kazama Tsuru looked at the surrounding arrangement.

"These huge pictures are..." "

Oh, pictures of the castle's masters."

The gardener gestured to the photos with respect.

"In the middle of this is Master Tai, and on both sides are Master Zhenzhao and Madame."

"Mr. Zhenzhao respects Mr. Tai very much, but Madame is not, she often says: Dad is just an intellectual who loves to be reasonable."

"So..."

Kazama Tsuru looked inside the castle, thinking about something.

"Ah, this is the living room, please come in, Madame, Master, and Noble Young Master are already waiting."

"Okay, thanks."

The two sides saluted, and Kazama Tsuru took Xiao Mo's hand and entered the hall.

The place is indeed big, and it is spacious, brightly furnished, and does not feel old and dilapidated at all.

An old woman in a wheelchair, a middle-aged man, a young man, is already waiting.

Seeing Kazama Tsuru and Komouri enter the door, both men stood up to greet the guests.

But it was the old woman in the wheelchair who spoke.

After all, the old woman is the oldest and the real head of the Mamiya family.

"I'm too old to get up, so this is the famous writer who is coming to visit, right?"

Kazama Tsuru bowed and saluted.

"Yes, ma'am, I am Kazama Tsuru, I saw this different castle in the magazine earlier, so I specially contacted Mr. Mamiya to visit, which is really disturbing."

"It's nothing, come and sit, no one comes here all year round, this time you just came, my daughter will also come back."

Kazama Tsuru had just led Xiao Mo to sit on the seat.

The old lady turned her head to look at Mamiya Man, the master of Mamiya Palace.

"By the way, hasn't she arrived yet?"

Mamiya Man froze for a moment, and replied with a forced smile: "She will be back soon, or will you go back to the room to rest first?" I entertained the guests and went to ask.

"Hey, it's okay, when she comes back, go to my room and call me, I'll wait for her."

After that, the old lady rowed away in a wheelchair, leaving a few people present.

Xiao Mo pulled the corner of Kazama Tsuru's clothes.

"Mrs. Mamiya..."

"Mrs. Mamiya died in a fire four years ago."

Kazama Tsuru leaned down to explain in a low voice, and Xiao Mo instantly revealed a clear look.

Because the stimulation was too great, I was immersed in that day....

Four years have passed, and I still think that my daughter is still alive, waiting for her to come back and wish her birthday as agreed.

It's really....

Xiao Mo fell silent.

The old lady went back, and after a few people introduced themselves, they chatted through the topic of the castle, chatting and talking, and then talking about the treasure.

"That is the last words of the old man, we have been looking for so many years without a clue, if it is you, it will definitely be possible!"

Kazama Tsuru smiled, "I'll try to help think about it." "

He came to the door to disturb, and even had to write the place in the book later, and a small favor should also be done."

However, he really has no clue about this case, and he can't answer it in a mouthful, and he can only look forward to his little sister.

Thinking about it, Kazama Tsuru looked at Xiao Mo next to him.

Xiao Wei glanced at Kazama Tsuru strangely, not knowing what he was suddenly looking at himself.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the handwarmer bag in his arms, revealing a clear look.

Xiao Wei and a few other adults chatted a few more words, and took advantage of a gap between speaking, showing a worried look and pulling the corners of Kazama Tsuru's clothes again.

"Brother, the hand warmer is cold, you should go to rest~"

Kazama Tsuru was agitated.

It's not because of the cold trembling of the body, it's because of the "brother" and that weird tone.

Xiao Wei, you also learned bad with Conan....

Kazama Tsuru looked down at Xiao Wei with a complicated gaze.

This big blingbling eyes....

The opposite Mamiya Man, the master of the Mamiya Palace, also heard the conversation between the two people.

"Ah, I'm so sorry, I'm so busy talking that I forgot that you had a long journey."

Of course, he knew about Kazama Tsuru's poor health, but he didn't say it directly, but only directly showed his concern with actions.

"Noble, you take Mr. Kazama and this little sister to the room, and then go and prepare something warm."

The old man of the palace observed carefully.

"Okay."

Everyone stood up.

"Mr. Kazama, please come with me."

"Thank you, it's really troublesome."

The three walked all the way through the castle.

Soon arrived at a not too small room, presumably taking into account Xiao Moi's age, it was a large room with two beds.

"Hmm..." Xiao

Wei looked at the room, his eyes turned into half-moon eyes, but he didn't say anything more.

Politely sending away the nobleman of the Mamiya who said that he would send something warm for a while, Kazama Tsuru sighed softly.

"What's wrong? Did you disappoint this room with two beds? Little

mourning glances.

Kazama Tsuru was stunned and couldn't help but laugh.

"So you mind this? Hahaha! Xiao

Wei was stunned, his face visibly sank, and only the tips of his ears brought a suspicious red.

Kazama Tsuru will accept it when he sees it.

"Ahem, I'm actually sighing, obviously a very young girl, but what treasure to dress up like that."

Xiao Wei was surprised: "Dress up like that? You mean..."

Kazama crane bowed his head and walked to the window to look at the huge and very complete checkerboard-shaped lawn.

"That old lady was actually a young girl pretending to be, I could tell something was wrong, and..."

Kazama Tsuru sighed again.

"And it should not be a transfiguration, but a facelift."

Xiao Mo was completely frozen.

"It's all for this treasure..." Xiao

Mo walked to Kazama Tsuru's side, also looking at the chessboard outside.

Chess pieces lay out on the board lawn.

"That's human nature."

The two looked at the chessboard for a while, and when a gust of wind blew, Kazama Tsuru couldn't help but cough a few times.

"Go lie down, you're still in someone else's house, if something happens here, it's too much trouble for people!"

Xiao Wei frowned with a look of disgust.

Kazama Tsuru smiled, obediently walked to the edge of one of the beds, and went to bed and lay down.

Xiao Mo skillfully raised the pillow for him to lean on, and then pulled the quilt on.

The two chatted for a while, and Kazama Tsuru felt a little tired, so he didn't resist too much and went straight to sleep.

Xiao Mo looked at him for a while, went to the window, and carefully looked at the chessboard.

Is...... If only the detective were there.

Decryption or something, it's really troublesome.

Thinking so, she went to the nobleman of the palace to ask for paper and pen, and began to analyze it carefully.

As soon as Kazama Tsuru woke up, it was almost dusk, and it seemed that the nobleman of Mamiya had already come once, and he had a new handbag warmer in his arms, and the quilt was thickened again.

"Awake?"

Xiao Mo took his gaze away from the book in his hand, looked at Kazama Tsuru, and put the book down.

"Get up when you wake up, just in time to go to dinner, Mr. Noble has come once, please let us over."

"Hmm... Good.

Kazama Tsuru shook his sleepy confused head and got up.