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

Let’s not talk about the mess between Conan and Xiaolan.

At present, although Conan has successfully explained the issue of"premature love",

I don’t know if Xiaolan will agree to take a bath together.

Xiaoai’s trap was half successful this time.

On the other side, Kazama Tsuru is still lying in the hospital.

Knock, knock, knock!

There was a knock on the door of the ward. Kazama Tsuru paused while turning the book and looked up at the door.

Is it Xiaolan and Conan? Didn’t they come here once before...

Could it be Xiaoai?

"Come in"

"Kazama!"

"Igarashi?"

Feng Jianhe was quite surprised to see the person coming, and put the book on the bedside table next to him.

"Phew~ I finally see him!"

Igarashi closed the door and walked into the ward, sat down beside Kazama Tsuru's bed, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Kazama Tsuru couldn't help but find him funny when he saw his series of actions.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you like this?"

""Alas~"

Igarashi Yang deliberately sighed deeply, sitting on the edge of the bed and looking out the window with a melancholy look.

Not to mention, when he didn't speak, he really looked like a melancholy handsome guy.

Kazama Kazama knew from his look that this guy wanted a straight man, and he didn't care too much, and smiled and continued the conversation.

Kazama Kazama smiled:"Why are you sighing?" Igarashi

Yang recited in an aria:"Alas~ I have had a really hard time these days~ So hard that I can't even come to see you."

Professional straight man Kazama Kazama:"Oh? What's the matter?"

Igarashi Yang:"Actually, it's nothing, I was just chosen for a temporary business trip."

Kazama Kazama:...That's it?

Igarashi Yang didn't hear the straight man's reply for a few seconds, turned around and saw Kazama Kazama was...(ー_ー)Look at yourself

"Hehe, actually it's like this, the editor said that he had arranged to interview several people before, and it shouldn't have been my turn, but several of the cooperating reporters had problems, so they had to call me over temporarily."

Feng Jianhe felt that what he said was a bit strange, editor and reporter are two different professions, when did this guy cross over to help?

"You mean, there are no reporters, so they ask you, the editor, to help?"

"Yes."

After answering, Igarashi Yang probably felt that what he said was wrong, and after a pause, he began to explain.

"Oh, actually, it is like this, because they need to interview authors who cooperate with our agency frequently, so our agency and the press station have also established cooperation. I often communicate with those reporters, and there are many familiar reporters."

"Later, during a chat, I mentioned that I was a campus reporter in school, and I did a good job. They remembered it, so when they were short of manpower this time, they asked me to help."

Kazama Kazama knew that the"good job" mentioned by Igarashi Yang was actually a very high award.

He was indeed a very good person.

So... was he so good that he asked me to help him in another industry?!!

"By the way, the person I interviewed is very famous, maybe you know him."

Kazama Kazunari looked at Igarashi Yang, who smiled mysteriously.

At present, the people he has the most contact with are celebrities in the writing world, as well as police officers and detectives.

If he is really famous, to the extent that even people who don't know much about that circle know him, no matter how short-handed he is, he can't let a newcomer like Igarashi interview him.

So he should be someone who is famous in the circle, but not famous outside the circle.

Then consider the three aspects of writers, detectives, and police officers.

Well... or he may have a related connection with friends around him.

For example, the circle of business tycoons after contacting Sonoko, the circle of high school students after contacting Xiaolan, and the circle of elementary school students after contacting Conan and other children.

Because he has a related connection with me, he may also be known by me.

High school student detectives are excluded. Although they are powerful, they are not to the point where a reporter would come to interview them.

Could it be a famous author?

"Is it Mr. Miyazawa?"

Feng Jianhe thought about the famous writers reported here, and chose the one who was most active recently.

"No, it's not even related to him."

If it's not related... then I'm not a writer. Considering the police officer

"Is it the famous Officer Matsumoto?"

""Yeah."

Igarashi Yang smiled.

"I knew you could guess it, but how did you guess it?"

Feng Jianhe smiled and explained the reasoning to him.

Igarashi Yang supported his head and thought.

"So you went to interview, and what was the result?"

Igarashi came back to his senses.

"Actually, nothing happened afterwards...By the way, because we had a very pleasant chat, Officer Matsumoto invited me to his daughter's wedding!"

"His daughter is getting married.……"

Feng Jianhe was stunned.

Marriage is such a distant word.

"Yes, her name is Sayuri Matsumoto. I've seen her photo. She's a very pretty girl. I heard she's a music teacher at Teitan High School."

Igarashi Yang's gossip ability always works in strange places.

"By the way, do you want to go with me? The police officer gave me several places, we can celebrate together! If I can get the blessing of the newlyweds, maybe I can find my other half!"

Find your other half?

Feng Jianhe was not interested in this kind of thing at first, but for some reason, he nodded.

"Hey! It would be great if you go too! We can go together. The wedding venue is quite far from here, so we have to take the express train early. The journey is quite long!"

Feng Jianhe watched Igarashi continue to mutter and adjusted the ice pack on his forehead.

Igarashi Yang sat beside the bed, the sun illuminating him completely. He smiled in the sun, like a branch.���Oriole.

This Igarashi... is he really the same person as in the photo...

Fengjianzhe looked at his face and gradually became dazed.

He didn't know how long he was in a daze, but suddenly, a noise outside woke him up from his thoughts.

He was too lazy to move, just listening quietly.

The sound of the operating cart and several hurried footsteps, he knew there was an emergency as soon as he heard it.

I don't know which patient is in danger again and needs emergency rescue, so pitiful.

Click!

The sound of the door being opened.

It turned out to be a patient in the same room? I don't know if it's the child next to him or the middle-aged man... Both of them seem to be in good condition recently, how could it be...

Hey... This is the disease, the disease comes like a mountain, and often there are no obvious signs.

The operating cart was pushed in quickly, and the footsteps and the voices of doctors and nurses gradually approached.

As Fengjianzhe thought about it, his head hurt more and more, and his chest felt very stuffy.

Hiss... I'm not going to get sick too, am I?……

"Quick! It's this patient! Be careful and connect the heart rate monitor immediately!!"

Feng Jianhe felt that he was moved, something seemed to be placed on his chest, and an oxygen mask was quickly put on his face.

Eh? It seems that I was the one being rescued?

What happened to me just now? Eh, it seems that there is indeed a little...

Then Feng Jianhe lost consciousness.

He really didn't expect that the melon would be eaten by himself.