How can I live next to Conan when I vomit blood from time to time?

Kazama Tsuru brought a few bottles of wine as gifts, found the Maori Detective Agency, and knocked on the door.

"Ah, Mr. Kazama is here! Please come in!"

Xiaolan opened the door, followed by Conan.

Classic suit and shorts... childhood memories.

On the other side, Uncle Maori was watching TV very loudly, cheering from time to time, and only glanced at someone coming in the door

"Eh? Who is that? Oh yeah, I remember your name is Kazama Tsuru, you're a writer, not bad.……"

Uncle Maori probably heard Xiaolan's words about someone visiting him a long time ago, so he was not excited at all about the customer coming to visit.

"Hey, boy, I'm warning you, don't have any ideas about my daughter!"

"Dad, you are too rude! Besides, what, what idea? Mr. Kazama and I are just friends!"When

Xiaolan saw Uncle Maori's warning after taking a sip of wine, she wanted to put her hands on her hips and glare at him, but her face turned red after hearing the second half of his sentence.

"Ah, don't worry, Mr. Maori, Ran-san and Kudo-kun are a perfect match, I know."

"Who is a pair with him?"

"No!"

A man and a woman's voices rang out, denying it in unison.

"Humph! Kudo boy, I will kill him sooner or later……"

Uncle Maori's mumbling.

Conan looked dead in the eyes. What is this uncle thinking? Can he beat me?

"Hey, Conan, I was just talking about Kudo-kun, why are you denying it too?"

Conan's face turned pale instantly.

"Ah, ahahaha, that one, that one……"

"Could it be……"

Feng Jianhe showed a thoughtful look, and Xiaolan also looked at Conan with a strange expression.

Conan's face became even paler, almost close to the face in the black and white photo

"Do you like your sister Xiaolan?"

Feng Jianhe showed a look of realization, and then turned into his usual smile.

"Um... yes, yes, I like... ah? No no! How could I……"

"Haha, Conan is so cute!"

Lan looked at Conan's panicked affirmation and sudden denial, and couldn't help but hug him up and rub Conan's face.

Conan:...

It's over, there's no way to explain it.

Then Kazama Tsuru received a glare from Conan.

After about two seconds of silence, Kazama Tsuru looked at Conan calmly.

"Brother Fengjian, what's wrong? Why are you looking at me?"

Fengjian He turned his head to look at Conan and found his vaguely inquiring eyes.

"Oh, nothing, I just think you look a lot like another person."

A person?

Conventionally, the word should be"another child", but Kazama Tsuru said"a person", which means he looks a lot like another adult. He might really know something...

Conan entered detective mode, ignoring that he was being held by Xiaolan, and lowered his head to think.

But... how did he know that I would become smaller? What he said before, some people thought he was dead, and some people thought he was still alive... is that what he meant?

Then what does it mean that Moriarty will appear...? Is he talking about the controller of the organization behind the two men in black?

Conan has thought about these words countless times after he became smaller, but he doesn't believe that anyone can really predict anything. He preset many possibilities, but there were always things he couldn't figure out.

His final decision was to wait for Kazama Tsuru to come and then test him further. Unexpectedly, before his test officially began, Kazama Tsuru had already exposed a lot of things.

"Hey, do they look similar? Who is it?"

Conan looked up at Kazama Tsuru with his eyes wide open, looking innocent and cute.

"It's Kudo Shinichi, the big brother I just mentioned."

Feng Jianzhe smiled, but Conan felt a chill in his heart.

"How does Brother Kazama know that I know Brother Shinichi?"

"Kudo-kun often hangs out with Lan-sang. It seems like you and Lan-sang are very familiar with each other, so you must have met before. And you didn't……"

The unfinished words revealed endless malice...

Damn it!

Conan gritted his teeth in anger

"Yes, come to think of it, Conan does look alike to Shinichi.……"

Xiaolan watched the two people talking, it seemed normal, but she always felt that the atmosphere was a bit weird, so she interrupted

"Oh, sorry, I forgot to introduce you, Mr. Kazama. This is Conan, a relative of Dr. Agasa, temporarily living in my house. Conan, this is Mr. Kazama, a famous writer."

"What a great writer!"

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment, little brother Conan. Just call me Kazama, Lan-san."

"Well, then I'll call you Brother Fengjian, and you can call me Xiaolan."

Finally, we got to the point of the evening, and Fengjian He stopped being funny and became serious.

"Okay, Xiaolan, speaking of which, I came to bother you this time to thank you and Kudo-kun for your help to me before. This is a visiting gift, please accept it."

"That's a lot of expensive wine! What a waste!"

"What? Wine?"

The slightly serious atmosphere was instantly broken by someone.

Uncle Maori's ears were the most sensitive at this time. He immediately came over and stared at the bottles of wine without moving. His eyes were shining as if he wanted to open the bottles and take a sip immediately.

"Dad! No! You've already drunk a lot of wine tonight!"

Xiaolan put her hands on her hips and glared at him.

"Alas, it's a pity to waste all these wines. There is also a bottle of Maotai from China... Hahaha! Kazama boy, if you have any problems in the future, come to me and I will definitely help you! Hahaha……"

Uncle Maori laughed and took the wine and left, muttering that it was a pity to waste the wine, but it seemed that he didn't listen to Xiaolan's words at all.

""Huh... How hateful, this drunkard!"

Xiaolan said angrily.

"Ha ha,���He looks very similar to someone I met before, who also loved alcohol."

Feng Jianhe couldn't help laughing, but after laughing he wanted to cough.

"Eh? Are you from Kyoto?"

Xiaolan was successfully diverted and asked curiously

"No, it's a person from China.……"

The two chatted like this, and when the scheduled time came, Kazama Tsuru was tired of chatting and said goodbye.

This meeting was quite successful. I saw Conan and the unreliable Uncle Maori, and the gentle (?) Xiaolan who was irritated by Uncle Maori.

Interesting

"Brother Fengjian!"

Not long after Fengjian He walked out of the Maori Detective Agency, Conan's childish voice came from behind.

Conan called him now, could he be here to show his cards?

"Hmm? It's Conan, what can I do for you?"

Feng Jianhe turned around, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Um, Brother Fengjian, do you know where Brother Shinichi went? I heard from Brother Shinichi before that you seem to know something."

Conan looked at Fengjian He with big eyes and pulled his clothes. Alas

~ a 17-year-old youth!

Fengjian He almost vomited when he knew the truth. His stomach hurt.

The corners of his mouth twitched

"Uh, I'm not sure. Let's look for it again. We should find it soon."

Feng Jianhe tried to turn around and get away.

Conan didn't come to show his cards but to test him. That's meaningless.

"Brother Fengjian, you should know this, right?"

Conan suddenly became serious, revealing a calm intelligence that was not that of a child.

"When you answered just now, you were stunned for a moment, turned your head to the side, and put your hand on the corner of your shirt to restrict your movements. These are all signs of lying!"

……I was stunned because I didn’t expect you to be really cute, I tilted my head because I couldn’t stand it, and I touched the edge of your clothes because my stomach ached!!!