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

Not to mention the mess between Conan and Xiaolan.

At present, it seems that although Conan has successfully explained the problem of "early love", he bathed together or something....

I don't know if Xiaolan will agree.

Xiao Wei is half successful this time.

On the other side, Kazama Tsuru is still lying in the hospital.

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the ward door, and Kazama Tsuru's hand flipped through the book and looked up at the door.

Is it Ran and Conan? Haven't you been here once before....

Is it a small mourning?

"Please come in."

"Kazama!"

"Igarashi?"

Kazama Tsuru was a little surprised when he saw the person coming, and put the book on the bedside table next to him.

"Whew~ finally saw it!"

Igarashi closed the door and walked into the ward, sitting on the edge of Kazama Tsuru's bed, breathing a long sigh of relief.

Kazama Tsuru couldn't help but feel amused as he watched his series of movements.

"What's wrong with you? How does it look like this? "

Alas~"

Igarashi let out a long sigh deliberately, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking out the window with a melancholy look.

Don't say, when he doesn't speak, he really looks a little melancholy and handsome.

Kazama Tsuru knew when he looked at him like this that this guy wanted a tease, and he didn't care too much, so he picked up with a smile.

Kazama Tsuru smiled: "Why did you sigh?"

Fifty Arashi Yang said in an aria: "Alas~ I have really suffered during this time~ I can't come to see you if I am bitter." Professional

Kazama Tsuru: "Oh? What's wrong?

Igarashi Yo: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just that I was selected for a temporary business trip." "

Tsuru Kazama: ... That's it?

Igarashi didn't hear a reply for a few seconds, and when he looked back, Kazama Tsuruma (ー_ー) looked at him.

"Hehe, it's actually like this, the editor-in-chief said that I had made an appointment with a few people to interview, originally this kind of thing should not be my turn, but several of the reporters I cooperated with had accidents, so I could only call me over temporarily."

Kazama Tsuru felt that what he said was a little strange, editor and reporter are two professions, when did this guy cross lines to help?

"You mean, there are no more reporters, so ask you, the editor, to help?"

"yes."

After answering the estimate, Igarashi Yang also felt that what he said was wrong, and he was stunned for a moment and began to explain.

"Oh, actually, because they need to often interview the authors who cooperate with our agency, so our agency and the journalist station have also established cooperation, and I often communicate with those reporters, and there are many familiar reporters."

"Later, maybe in a chat I talked about being a campus reporter in the school, and I did a good job, and they remembered it, so this time there was a shortage of manpower, so they asked me to help."

Kazama Tsuru knew that the "well done" in Igarashi's mouth was actually an extremely high award.

He's a really good guy.

So...... It's good enough to help across lines?!!

"By the way, the people I interviewed are very famous, maybe you know them."

Kazama Tsuru looked at Igarashi Yo, his smile mysterious.

At present, the most exposed to are celebrities in the writing industry, plus police officers and detectives.

If it was really so famous that even people who didn't know that circle particularly well knew it, it would be impossible for a newcomer like Igarashi to interview him, no matter how short of manpower.

So it should be a famous person in the circle, but there is no fire out of the circle.

Then consider from the three aspects of writers, detectives, and police officers.

Well...... Or it is possible to have a related connection with friends around you.

For example, the circle of business tycoons after contact with the garden, the circle of high school students after contact with Xiaolan, and the circle related to elementary school students after Conan, a group of children.

Because you are related to yourself, you may also be known by yourself.

High school detectives ruled out that although they were powerful, they were not enough to have a reporter come to the door.

Could it be some famous author?

"Is it Mr. Miyazawa ?"

Kazama Tsuru thought about the famous writers who were now reporting here, and chose the most active one among them.

"Not even with him."

If you don't get dirty... Then it's not a writer, think from the police officer.

"Is it the famous police officer Matsumoto for a long time?"

"Hmm."

Igarashi smiled.

"I knew you could guess, but how did you guess?"

Kazama Tsuru smiled and explained the reasoning to him.

Igarashi Yang held his head and thought.

"So you went to the interview, and what happened later?"

Igarashi came back to his senses.

"It didn't really mean anything later... By the way, because the conversation was very pleasant, Officer Matsumoto invited me to his daughter's wedding!

"His daughter is married..."

Kazama was stunned.

Marriage or something, what a distant word.

"Yes, it's called Sayuri Matsumoto, I've seen her picture, she is a very beautiful girl, and she is said to be a music teacher at Teidan High School."

Igarashi's gossip ability always works in strange places.

"By the way, do you want to come with me? The officer gave me several places and we can celebrate together! If you can get the blessing of a new person, you may be able to find your other half! "

Find your other half?

Kazama Tsuru was not interested in this kind of thing, but for some reason, he nodded anyway.

"Hey! It would be great if you went too! We can set off together, the wedding location is far from here, we must take the express train earlier, the journey is not short!

Kazama Tsuru watched as Igarashi continued to break his thoughts, and held up the ice pack on his forehead.

Igarashi sat on the edge of the hospital bed, the sun illuminating him whole, and he smiled in the sunlight, like a oriole bird with a branch.

Such a Igarashi ... Is it really the same person as in the photo....

Kazama Tsuru looked at his face and gradually froze.

I don't know how long he was in a daze, suddenly, a movement outside woke him up from his thoughts.

He was too lazy to move, just listened quietly.

The sound of the surgical cart, and several hurried footsteps, knew that there was an emergency.

I don't know which patient is in danger again and needs emergency rescue, which is really pitiful.

Click!

The sound of a door being opened.

It turned out to be a patient in the same room? I don't know if it's the kid next to me or the middle-aged man... The two of them have been in good shape recently, how could it be....

Ay...... This is the disease, the disease comes like a mountain, and many times there is no obvious precursor.

The surgical cart was quickly pushed forward, and the footsteps and the voices of doctors and nurses gradually approached.

Kazama Tsuru thought about it, his head hurt more and more, and his chest felt tight.

Hiss...... No, I'm going to get sick too....

"Quick! It's this patient! Be careful, connect the heart rate test right away!!

Kazama Tsuru felt like he had been moved, as if something had been placed on his chest, and an oxygen mask was quickly put on his face.

Huh? It seems that I am rescuing?

What happened to me just now? Eh, it does seem to be a little....

Then Kazama Tsuru lost consciousness.

Regarding the matter of eating melons on himself, he really did not expect it.