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

[Angina pectoris, reward for advanced skill:"Bullet Time"]

The cruise ended just like that, and everyone went back home.

Conan thought carefully at the end and found all kinds of small problems in his reasoning, and began to doubt the correctness of his reasoning.

Kidd saw the newspaper and found that he had appeared! Shocked and confused, he didn't know what to do for the time being.

Uncle Maori said that he had a great time drinking, but it was a pity that he, the famous detective, did not have the opportunity to appear on stage.

Xiaolan was very worried about Kazama Tsuru. After thinking about it, she wrote a letter to Igarashi Yang, asking about the medicines she needed to bring when going out with Kazama Tsuru.

As for Kazama Tsuru?……

"Take medicine!"

Xiao Ai stared at him.

Feng Jianhe pursed his lips and looked at the black medicine that smelled strange and didn't want to move.

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You are in this state now, not going to the hospital for a checkup is already the limit.▼へ▼メ) looked at Fengjianhe.

Fengjianhe stared at the medicine for a few seconds, prepared himself mentally, took a deep breath, lifted the medicine and drank it in one gulp.

Then he endured the bitter taste in his mouth and lay down obediently with a hand warmer.

That's right, he was sick again. After his heart got better and his back pain was much less, he started to feel cold all over again. He didn't know what was going on. He didn't have a fever and didn't have any stimulation, but he just felt cold for no reason.

Xiao Ai was puzzled and asked Fengjianhe many questions, such as what he ate, what time he went to bed, and what he touched.

As she asked, her expression became more and more strange. Fengjianhe always felt that her little sister was going to dissect herself.

Horrible.

So Fengjianhe had another symptom: sleepiness.

In fact... the books under the quilt can prove that this guy just doesn't want to be explored.

System and so on, science and science can't explain it, so there's no need to study it.

Time goes by day by day, flowers bloom and fall, leaves grow and fall, and it is said that one leaf can tell the coming of autumn, but in Fengjianhe's opinion, the falling of a leaf now can only prove that today is autumn.

The evening breeze blows over the hills, blowing away the last trace of sunset; the setting sun sinks into the ocean, bringing a beautiful starry sky.

In the brightly lit city, a figure in white shuttles between the tall buildings.

After floating in the evening breeze for a long time, he finally determined the direction and flew towards Beika-cho.

Beika-cho 4-chome.

He landed on a windowsill, slightly adjusted his clothes and expression, and gently knocked on the window.

Fengjianhe hadn't slept yet. Perhaps because he had been lying down during the day, he was not sleepy. At this time, he was reading quietly under the dim yellow light with the desk lamp on.

In the quiet room, there was only the sound of him occasionally turning a page of the book.

Suddenly, there were a few not urgent but somewhat heavy ding-ding sounds.

Fengjianhe looked for the sound and found it was the window.

It was almost time to go to bed. What hit the window?

Feng Jianhe hesitated for a while, put the book in his hand upside down on the bedside table next to him, lifted the quilt and stood up with difficulty.

If it was an unlucky little bird, it would be better to rescue it now.

However, when he opened the curtains, he saw a big white bird.

Kidd was wearing his iconic white suit, with his back to the bright moon, his cloak fluttering in the wind, just like a big white bird spreading its wings in the night sky.

With his back to the bright moon, Feng Jianhe couldn't see his expression clearly.

But his elegance is integrated into his bones, and his every move can show the rose-like elegance and beauty from the Phantom Thief.

"You are... Kaito Kidd."

Feng Jianhe was stunned for a moment, then relaxed and smiled at the Kaito in the night sky.

Kidd seemed to smile as well, and bowed slightly.

"I am sorry to disturb you in the middle of the night. I came here to apologize and thank you. I am sorry for what I did before, and thank you for your help."

Feng Jianhe remembered his purpose the moment he saw him, and just smiled softly.

"Aren't you afraid that I will tell others about your identity?"

Kidd still maintained his poker face.

"If you want to do this, I think you would have done it long ago. Of course, in order to prevent you from changing your mind, I came here this time hoping that you can keep this little secret for me."

Kid bowed again.

"At the same time, I have a small gift."

He stood up, turned his hand, and suddenly a file bag appeared.

He gently placed the file bag on the windowsill, between the two of them.

Feng Jianhe did not take it immediately, but looked at this gentleman at night, wanting to see what else he was going to do.

"I'm sorry to bother you this time. It's time for me to leave, Mr. Writer. I look forward to meeting you next time."

After saying that, Kid waved his hand and disappeared into the night sky in an instant.

Feng Jianzhe stood by the window and looked out. He couldn't see the conspicuous figure in white at all. The evening breeze blew his hair back, and the file bag also floated to the ground after shaking a few times.

This was the only thing that proved what happened just now.

Feng Jianzhe closed the window again, drew the curtains, and picked up the file bag on the ground with his waist supported.

I don't know what Kidd brought...

Dongdongdong!

"Is that Xiao Ai? Please come in."

Feng Jianhe sat on the bed and looked at the door.

The door was opened a crack, and a little head stuck in.

"I seemed to hear some voices just now?"

Xiao Ai seemed a little hesitant, and then she saw the file bag in Feng Jianhe's hand.

"This document bag is……"

Feng Jianhe smiled, and with difficulty moved his body back to the bed. Xiao Ai came in to help him.

Finally lying down, Feng Jianhe turned up the lamp next to him.

"Kaito Kidd came over just now and brought me this file bag, saying it was an apology for what happened before."

"Kidd?"

Ai blinked in surprise.

She had never expected this to happen.

She thought Kazama Tsuru was in trouble again and was struggling to ask for help, or maybe he was talking in his sleep.

Ai thought for several seconds before she made up her mind to knock on the door.

But... Kidd……

"Didn't you say that Kidd didn't succeed this time? Instead, you knocked him out?"

Ai's expression was a little strange.

She couldn't even think about Kazama Tsuru's fighting power until this moment.

That's right, Kazama Tsuru told Ai the truth, and the two discussed for a while whether Conan had figured out the truth.

In the end, they came to the conclusion that if Conan believed that"Kazama might have memory fading", then he would most likely not be able to find out.

Memory fading is a perfect excuse that can perfectly explain all the abnormalities of Kazama Tsuru.

But judging from how sober Kazama Tsuru was when he was sick... there is a high probability that there will be no problem with his memory.

Kazama Tsuru had gotten into trouble many times in front of Conan, but he was always calm and rational every time. The only time he had"memory" was when he pretended to be cheating with Kudo Yusaku.

So... did Conan believe it?