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

"You know I'm a travel writer, so I came with another friend to see the local anecdotes."

Conan didn't react to this answer, and he probably guessed the situation after coming to his senses.

"So did you find anything strange, or strange people?"

Kazama Tsuru was a little stunned by Conan's question, thought about it, and replied: "There is nothing strange, if you want to talk about it, the statues of Western demons in the hall are the strangest thing."

"So... By the way, the scream just now was..." "

It's my friend, Igarashi-kun, he is afraid of ghosts, so I pretend to find ghosts to scare him."

Saying that, Kazama Tsuru couldn't help but want to laugh.

"What?! How could I be afraid of ghosts! Just like that, no matter who it is, it will be scary, right?! At

this moment, Igarashi Yang walked in from the doorway, still holding a pile of broken wood and a few pieces of broken cotton wool.

He threw things on the ground and looked down at Conan with a dissatisfied look.

This guy from Kazama actually said that I am afraid of ghosts? ...... Damn, this kid knows too... Extinguish the mouth....

"Who is this kid? Pretty mature, right?

Conan listened to his fierce tone, moved to the other side of Kazama Tsuru in small steps, crouched down and grabbed the corner of his clothes, looking like a frightened child, but in fact quietly poked Kazama Tsuru and used Morse code to type a code.

Kazama-kun knows Conan Doyle, so he should know the Morse code, right?

Your identity must not be exposed! Every extra person who knows is more dangerous....

Conan thought and poked more carefully.

Kazama Tsuru understood what Conan was thinking, didn't he just not let himself tell his true identity, and it was strange to be poked.

He simply grabbed Conan's hand to interrupt his code, pretending to be comforting.

"It's okay, this is a friend who came with me, and a very good big brother, you can call him Brother Yang."

Brother Yang....

Conan secretly sighed at his childhood, although he had become accustomed to it a lot during this time, but he called a person not much older than himself "Brother Yang" or something....

Alas.

"Hmm... Brother Yang is good~"

Conan twisted and pinched, tangled for a moment before whispering in a fearful tone.

Kazama Tsuru struggled to resist the urge to throw Conan out, and smiled weakly and gently.

"Igarashi, this is Conan, a child who temporarily lives in the Maori detective's house, I met him before, and the little one already looks like a detective."

Igarashi looked at Kazama Tsuru's weak appearance, and when he thought about it, he didn't deliberately make trouble.

Forget it, if you are afraid of ghosts, you are afraid of ghosts.

He crouched down to sort out the pile of debris and pulled out his lighter.

"That's not bad." Fifty Arashi Yang smiled, lit a piece of broken cotton wool and threw it into the pile of wood, "So little detective, guess what I'm doing now?" "

This man still has a vengeance after all.

"It's warming up Brother Kazama, Brother Kazama is sick and his hands are cold."

Conan broke away from Kazama Tsuru's hand, squeezed his little hand, and looked up at Igarashi seriously, perfectly performing the child's innocent appearance.

Fifty Lan Yang looked at his cute look, his heart softened, and his tone softened, "Well, you're right, it's quite smart."

"Did Brother Nayang bring medicine to Brother Kazama?" If you are sick, you need to take medicine. "

Medicine..."

Fifty Arashi hesitated when he heard this.

"I did bring a lot of medicine, but Kazama's physical condition is very complicated, and I dare not use medicine indiscriminately."

"Complicated? Is Brother Kazama seriously ill?

"Yes, it was fine before, I don't know why my physical condition suddenly deteriorated some time ago, it seems that there are some problems from the head, to the heart and lungs, to the stomach."

"So... Brother Kazama is so pitiful... Does he have no family? "

“...... Kazama he..."

"Ahem!"

Kazama Tsuru coughed heavily a few times, put his hand on his heart again, and turned his head, looking weak and uncomfortable.

"Kazama? You okay?

Igarashi immediately stopped what he was saying, dropped the wooden stick in his hand that was fiddling with Mars, and strode forward to squat next to Kazama Tsuru.

Conan secretly felt a pity in his heart that he was almost able to set up more information!

"I'm fine, just a little, no strength..."

Kazama Tsuru deliberately turned to the window, leaving only a side face for Igarashi Yo, and his voice was weakened, and every sentence was divided into many paragraphs, highlighting a sick and weak one.

The moonlight shone on his three thousand green silk, which seemed to plate him with a layer of silver-white frost and snow, and his slender neck also looked particularly weak and beautiful.

Kazama Tsuru: Igarashi, this silly guy, if you don't find a reason to stop him, your family register will be taken away by Conan!!

"Alas... Don't be stubborn, I'd better call an ambulance, I can't send you back like this, it's impossible to rest well here, just go back to the hospital. "

Go back to the hospital.

Kazama Tsuru was inexplicably stuffed.

However, it seems... It's pretty good to go to the hospital and lie down... There is food and shelter, there is no need to trouble Igarashi Yang, and there is no need to bother to cook by yourself....

Ahem... Tempted.

But before that, the follow-up of this room still has to be dealt with.

I haven't seen a few members of the death group who came with Conan, I'm afraid that I have been stunned by the mother who is powerful enough to imprison her son.

“...... All right. "

Whew~"

Igarashi finally heard that Kazama Tsuru agreed to go to the hospital, and let out a long sigh of relief.

He doesn't dislike Kazama Tsuru, a patient who faints at any time to see you stays next to him, it's really scary hey!!

He was afraid that if he didn't take good care of himself, his long-time friend would completely disappear in front of him.

Igarashi left happily and quickly, not forgetting to open the door of the room to prevent a sick and a child from being locked up in the room and dying of carbon monoxide poisoning.

"Conan, I'll go back to the hospital later, what will you do?"

Igarashi Yang was gone, and Kazama Tsuru's speech suddenly became smooth as if he had instantly regained his vitality.

Of course, Conan noticed his change, and knew in his heart that he was preventing himself from saying a trick, and silently pouted in his heart.

"I'll just go back to the office by myself, I'm not a real child, don't worry about me."

Kazama Tsuru expressed helplessness in his heart, this silly Kudo really forgot his little friend!

"I'm really worried, you are a child after all, it is already dangerous to explore the haunted house alone, and now that it is so late, it is easy to go home alone, I still ask Igarashi to send you back."

"I didn't come alone, there are three more..."

Kazama Tsuru: Finally found the problem....

"Wait, there are three other real children who have come with me, and I haven't heard their movements for a long time, I'm afraid something happened to them!"

Conan immediately turned around and walked out.

"I'll go look for them, Kazama-kun, you are lying here waiting for the ambulance to come, if there is something that needs me, there will be some movement, I will come as soon as I hear a voice in this room!"

"Eh! I'll go with you.

Kazama Tsuru got up directly and stood next to Conan.

"You..."

"Don't look at my sick appearance now, in fact, I have a strong fighting ability~"

Conan remembered the silver light that crossed his eyes when he just entered the door, swallowed his spit, thought about it, and nodded.