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

This castle was built abroad many years ago, then shipped back here at a high price and reassembled.

Therefore, the whole castle presents a Western style that is completely different from the local one.

Four years ago, a major fire broke out in a burnt tower that can be seen not far away. The lady, her friends, and servants all died there.

Only the newly recruited servants, including the gardener in front of him, survived.

Perhaps it was since then that the owner of this castle no longer recruited long-term servants, but only hired someone to clean and tidy up temporarily after a period of time.

The gardener took Kazama Tsuru and Xiao Ai into the castle.

On the way, at the request of Kazama Tsuru, he introduced him to various situations of the castle along the way.

"Oh, this chessboard-style lawn was ordered by Master Zhenzhao. I always have to spend a lot of time trimming and maintaining this lawn. Master Zhenzhao seems to be following the instructions of the great master who passed away 15 years ago."

"Master, does he like playing chess very much?"

Feng Jianhe listened carefully.

"I don't know... um……"

The gardener thought for a moment and then said hesitantly:

"Maybe this chessboard has something to do with what the master said?"

"His last words?"

Xiao Ai asked casually.

"Uh... yes." The gardener thought for a moment and said,"The old master said that he would give his most precious treasure to the person who solved the mystery of the castle. I think this chessboard should be related to this mystery."

"Decipher it... If the great detective was here, he would definitely be very interested."

Feng Jianhe was not very interested in the puzzle. He originally thought it was just a castle with a lot of history, but he didn't expect it to be one of Conan's stories.

The puzzle was solved, and he didn't believe that Conan had never filmed an episode here.

He took his eyes off the chessboard and looked at the layout around him.

"These huge photos are……"

"Oh, these are photos of the castle's past owners."

The gardener pointed to each photo with a respectful look.

"The one in the middle is the Grand Master, and the ones on both sides are Master Zhenzhao and his wife"

"Master Zhenzhao respected Master Tai very much, but Madam did not. She often said: Dad is just an intellectual who likes to make sense."

"So that's it……"

Feng Jianzuru looked at the interior of the castle, thinking about something

"Ah, this is the reception room. Please come in. The Madam, the Master, and the Young Master are all waiting for you."

""Okay, thank you."

Both parties saluted, and Feng Jianzhe took Xiao Ai's hand and walked into the hall.

This place is indeed large, and the layout is spacious and bright, without any sense of old and dilapidated.

An old woman in a wheelchair, a middle-aged man, and a young man are already waiting.

Seeing Feng Jianzhe and Xiao Ai coming in, the two men stood up to greet them.

But it was the old woman in the wheelchair who spoke.

After all, the old woman is the oldest and is the real head of the Mamiya family.

"I am old and cannot stand up. Is this the famous writer who contacted me to come and visit you?"

Feng Jianhe bowed.

"Yes, ma'am, I'm Kazama Tsuru. I saw this unique castle in a magazine before, so I contacted Mr. Mamiya and asked him to come visit me. I'm sorry to bother you."

"It's nothing. Come and sit down. There are not many people here all year round. You come at the right time this time. My daughter is coming back soon."

Feng Jianhe just took Xiao Ai to sit on the seat.

The old lady turned her head to look at Mamiya Mitsuru. Master Mamiya

"By the way, hasn't she arrived yet?"

Mamiya Mitsuru froze for a moment, and replied with a forced smile:"She will be back soon, why don't you go back to your room and rest first? I will go and ask after I entertain the guests."

"Oh, that's fine. When she comes back, she can go to my room and call me. I'll wait for her."

After saying that, the old lady walked away in her wheelchair, leaving the few people present.

Xiao Ai pulled the corner of Feng Jianhe's clothes.

"Mrs. Mamiya……"

"Mrs. Mamiya died in a fire four years ago."

Kazama Tsuruga leaned over and explained in a low voice, and Xiao Ai immediately showed a look of understanding.

Because the shock was too great, she was immersed in that day...

Four years have passed and she still thought that her daughter was still alive, waiting for her to come back and celebrate her birthday as agreed.

Really...

Xiao Ai fell silent.

The old lady went back, and after several people introduced themselves, they started chatting about the castle. As they chatted, they talked about the treasure again.

"That was the old master's last words. We have been looking for it for so many years but have no clue. If it's you, it must be possible, right?"

Feng Jianhe smiled and said,"I'll try my best to help."

He came to disturb them and even wanted to write this place into the book later, so it was only right for him to help a little.

However, he really had no clue about this case and could not agree to it immediately. He could only look forward to his little sister.

Thinking of this, Feng Jianhe looked at Xiao Ai next to him.

Xiao Ai looked at Feng Jianhe strangely, wondering why he was looking at her suddenly. She saw the hand warmer in his arms with the corner of her eye and showed a look of understanding.

Xiao Ai chatted with a few adults for a few more words. Taking advantage of a gap in the conversation, she showed a worried look and pulled the corner of Feng Jianhe's clothes.

"Brother, the hand warmer is cold, you should go and rest~"

Feng Jianzhe shuddered.

It was not because of the cold body, but because of the word"brother" and the weird tone.

Xiao Ai, you also learned bad things from Conan…

Feng Jianzhe looked down at Xiao Ai with complicated eyes.

These big blingbling eyes…

Mamiya Mitsuru, Mamiya Master, who was opposite, also heard the conversation between the two people.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I was so busy talking that I forgot about your travels.

Of course, he knew that Feng Jianhe was in poor health, but he didn't say it directly. He just showed his concern with his actions.

"

My dear, take Mr. Kazama and this little sister to the room and prepare some warm things.

"All right."

Everyone stood up.

"Mr. Kazama, please come with me"

""Thank you very much. It's really troublesome."

The three of them walked all the way in the castle.

Soon they arrived at a room that was not small. It was probably a large room with two beds, probably considering Xiao Ai's age.

"Well……"

Xiao Ai looked around the room, her eyes turned into half-moon eyes, but she didn't say much.

She politely sent away the nobleman Mamiya who said he would send some warm things later, and Feng Jianhe sighed softly.

"What's wrong? Are you disappointed that there are two beds in this room?"

Xiao Ai glanced.

Feng Jianhe was stunned and couldn't help laughing.

"So you mind this? Hahahaha!"

Xiao Ai was stunned, her face visibly darkened, only the tips of her ears were suspiciously red.

Feng Jianhe stopped when he saw that things were going well.

"Ahem, I was actually sighing. She is a very young girl, but she has to dress up like that for some treasure."

Ai was surprised:"Dressed like that? You mean……"

Feng Jianhe nodded, walked to the window and looked at the huge and complete chessboard-shaped lawn.

"The old lady was actually a young girl in disguise. I could tell something was wrong.……"

Feng Jianhe sighed again

"

And it shouldn't be a disguise, but a plastic surgery.

"All for this treasure.……"

Xiao Ai walked to the side of Feng Jianhe and looked at the chessboard outside.

The chess pieces were placed on the lawn.

"This is human nature."

The two of them stared at the chessboard for a while, and a gust of wind blew, and Feng Jianhe couldn't help coughing a few times.

"Go lie down quickly. You are still in someone else's home. If something happens here, it will cause too much trouble to others!"

Xiao Ai frowned with disgust.

Feng Jianhe smiled, walked to one of the beds obediently, and lay down on the bed.

Xiao Ai skillfully raised the pillow for him to lean on, and then pulled the quilt.

The two chatted for a while. Feng Jianhe felt a little tired, so he didn't resist too much and fell asleep directly.

Xiao Ai looked at him for a while, went to the window, and looked at the chessboard carefully.

It's really... if only the great detective was here.

It's really troublesome to decipher the secrets.

Thinking of this, she went to ask for paper and pen from Mamiya Nobuto, and began to analyze it carefully. When

Feng Jianhe woke up, it was almost dusk. It seemed that Mamiya Nobuto had come once. There was a new hand warmer in his arms, and the quilt was thicker.

"Wake up?"

Xiao Ai took her eyes off the book in her hand, looked at Feng Jianhe, put down the book and

"Get up when you wake up, just in time for dinner, Mr. Guiren has been here once, please let us go over"

""Well... OK."

Feng Jianhe shook his sleepy head and stood up.