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

"Is it white powder?"

Conan blurted out directly.

Takagi was stunned, and then smiled bitterly.

"This... I also want you to keep it secret..."

Ayumi exclaimed, "Wow... It's white fan, I haven't seen it yet..."

Mitsuhiko also became excited, "I've just heard it before, and I heard that it's very powerful!" Yuan

was too sluggish: "What is white powder... Can I eat it?

This sentence directly shocked everyone.

Takagi stopped talking, not knowing how to educate children.

Ayumi instantly became serious and began to educate his friends in a serious way.

"Yuantai, this is not to be eaten, absolutely not!"

Mitsuhiko also immediately became serious, and his immature face was full of the majesty of a little teacher.

"Yuantai, you must pay attention, this can't be eaten, this will be poisoned if you eat this!"

Yuan was too ignorant and understood, but seeing the serious expression of his little friend, he also understood the seriousness of the situation.

"Oh, yes, I see!"

Genta clenched his fists.

"I won't eat it!"

The two little ones nodded in satisfaction.

Takagi stood on the side and watched a few small ones finish their internal processing, their thoughts were very correct, and they nodded with satisfaction.

Conan looked at the three little ones like this, and nodded gratifyingly.

Although I am usually very naughty, I am still very honest when it comes to business.

"Mr. this police officer, looking for me..."

Takagi was stunned, and then he remembered his own affairs.

"Oh, I'm Officer Takagi of the Metropolitan Police Department, this is my police card, there are some things I need to ask you about this library case, please come with me to the Metropolitan Police Department."

Of course, Kazuo Tamada had no reason to refuse, and followed Takagi Wataru and left.

So, things went back to square one.

What about Conan's reading notes?

In the end, Conan offered to go to the Maori detective agency and take a book he had bought before to make reading notes.

......

The other side.

Kazama Tsuru was sitting in a chair, blowing the breeze outside the window, turning the pages of the book that rose with the fragrance of ink.

As he flipped through it, his mind was detached from the book, as if the soul and body were separated.

Back in another world, when I was a child, I was sitting by the window and flipping through books.

At that time, not all the words were known, but I could still read with relish, just so that after reading the book, I could run to my mother, tell her what I had read, and tell her the whole book.

mother was always busy with various tasks at home, while busy, listening to her repeated words in the book in a childish voice, smiling slightly from time to time to praise two sentences.

In my own memory, my mother at that time was always in the sun, with her back to the light, as if she carried the whole world for herself.

I looked at my mother with my head held high, and read seriously....

But now it seems....

Kazama Tsuru's mind constantly crossed the figures of various people, Igarashi Yo, Haibara Sorrow, Conan, Koran, Nagai Weishi, Sonoko, Xiaoyu...

In the former world, there were not many people he could recall, but it was so profound, as if it was really carved into the back of his mind with a knife and an axe.

And in the current world full of Kexue, there are many people he can recall, but there are no people who can really enter his heart.

Igarashi? He was a friend, but... His mystery, I don't understand it.

Little mourning? She's family, but... He and Xiao Wei are just people who lick each other's wounds, and until now I don't know if Xiao Moi has really accepted herself.

Conan? He is the protagonist of this world, and as a guest of the world, he can never understand his love for the world.

Xiaolan? Xiaolan has never been the only one who cares about herself, this kind girl will care about everyone around her.

Dr. Nagai is just a friend in the hospital, Sonoko is only a person he gradually became acquainted with because of Xiaolan, and Xiaoyu only took care of himself for a while because of work....

So...... Who can trust the heart?

In a trance, it seemed that some strange images appeared in his mind.

Fire, buildings, darkness, sharp knives, guns, black clothes...

Broken images, broken memories.

Kazama Tsuru sensed something from this.

Sure enough, "I" used to be a member of the organization... Or maybe now?

......

"Brother Kazama?"

Kazama Tsuru's empty eyes gradually became focused, and in front of him, a worried face appeared in front of him.

"What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Mo didn't say much, but Kazama Tsuru could feel the concern in her words.

Kazama Tsuru was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the familiar and unfamiliar face in front of him.

"Brother Kazama?"

"Little Mouring..."

Kazama Tsuru didn't say anything, called her name again and stopped, Xiao Moi also felt something, and did not mock.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds.

Kazama Tsuru laughed softly.

"Xiao Wei, haven't you gone to cook yet? I am hungry. Xiao

Moe was stunned, and instantly turned into a half-moon eye.

"Do you just know how to eat, sleep and read? Huh, it's boring.

After Xiao Mo finished speaking, she left, leaving Kazama Tsuru alone to look at her back and smile softly.

The white-clothed figure sitting alone by the window, the book in his hand was plated with a layer of golden light, the mottled light and shadow were projected on the ground, and the lonely shadow was elongated.

Who can say that this relative shadow cannot be counted as another silent person who accompanies him all his life?

......

The next day, there was a knock on the door of the house, and Kazama Tsuru opened it to see that it was Igarashi.

"Igarashi? How do you..."

"Kazama!"

Igarashi Yo didn't wait for Kazama Tsuru to finish speaking, and then cried out happily.

Kazama Tsuru looked at his smile and smiled as well.

The two really haven't seen each other for a while.

"Come first."

The two entered the house, and Xiao Moi did not appear as always.

Kazama Tsuru didn't care either, and went to get the tea leaves and make a cup of tea.

"Whew~ finally back~"

Igarashi took a sip of tea and sighed comfortably.

"Didn't you go everywhere before? How did you play so tired?

"It's not just about playing, there's some work to be done."

Igarashi sighed, but complained in his mouth, and did not see that he really had any dissatisfaction with this work.

"You know, originally I wanted to go to the beach to play, but I suddenly received news that there was something that happened to be on Izu Beach! Then I had to go to work as the nearest person, and in the end, I didn't spend as much time sunbathing as I did! "

Familiar fragments.

Kazama Tsuru quietly listened as this guy complained from Izu Beach to Hokkaido.

I don't know exactly how many places this guy has gone... I didn't send as many postcards....

"Well, those postcards you gave me are..."