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

"You know I'm a travel writer, so I came here with another friend to read the local oddities."

Conan didn't react much to this answer. After he came to his senses, he roughly guessed the situation.

"So have you found any strange things or strange people?"

Feng Jianhe was a little stunned by Conan's question. After thinking about it, he answered:"There is nothing strange. If you want to talk about it, the statues of Western demons in the hall are the strangest things."

"I see... By the way, the scream just now was……"

"It was my friend, Igarashi-kun, who was very afraid of ghosts, so I pretended to find a ghost and scared him."

Speaking of this, Kazama Tsuru couldn't help laughing.

"What?! How could I be afraid of ghosts! Anyone would be scared if they looked like that just now, right?!"

At this moment, Igarashi Yang walked in from the door, holding a pile of broken wood and a few pieces of cotton wool in his hands.

He put the things on the ground, put his hands on his hips and looked down at Conan with a dissatisfied look.

This guy Kazama actually said that I am afraid of ghosts?... Damn, this kid knows it too... Silence him.……

"Who is this kid? Pretty mature, eh?"

Listening to his ferocious tone, Conan moved to the other side of Kazama Kazuru in small steps, squatted down and grabbed the corner of his clothes, looking like a frightened child, but in fact he was secretly poking Kazama Kazuru and sending secret signals with Morse code.

Kazama-kun knew Conan Doyle, so he should know Morse code, right?

His identity must not be exposed! Every more person who knows it, the more dangerous it is...

Conan thought, and poked more carefully.

Kazama Kazuru understood what Conan was thinking, he just didn't want him to tell anyone his true identity, it was itchy to be poked.

He simply grabbed Conan's hand to interrupt his secret signal, pretending to comfort him

"It's okay, this is my friend who came with me, and he's also a very good older brother, you can call him Brother Yang."

Brother Yang..."

Conan secretly sighed at his childish identity. Although he had gotten used to it during this period of time, calling someone who was only a few years older than him"Brother Yang"... Sigh...

""Hello, Brother Yang~"

Conan hesitated and hesitated for a while before whispering in a fearful tone.

Feng Jianhe tried hard to resist the urge to throw Conan out, and smiled weakly and gently.

"Igarashi, this is Conan, the kid who is staying at Detective Maori's house temporarily. I met him once before, and he looks like a detective even though he is so young."

Igarashi looked at Kazama Tsuru's weak appearance, thought about it, and decided not to deliberately make trouble.

Forget it, if you are afraid of ghosts, then you are afraid of ghosts.

He squatted down to sort out the pile of sundries, took out a lighter and

"That's not bad." Igarashi Yang smiled, lit a piece of cotton wool and threw it into the woodpile,"So, little detective, guess what I'm doing now?"

This man still holds a grudge after all.

"You are trying to warm up Brother Kazama, right? Brother Kazama is sick and his hands are cold."

Conan broke away from Kazama Tsuru's hand, squeezed his own hand, raised his head and looked at Igarashi Yang seriously, perfectly performing the innocent look of a child.

Seeing his cute look, Igarashi Yang's heart softened, and his tone softened,"Yeah, you're right, you're quite smart."

"Did Brother Yang bring medicine for Brother Fengjian? You should take medicine when you are sick."

"Medicine……"

Igarashi Yang hesitated when he heard this.

"I did bring a lot of medicine, but Fengjian's physical condition is very complicated, and I dare not use medicine recklessly."

"Very complicated? Is Brother Kazama seriously ill?"

"Yes, I was fine before, but I don’t know why my health suddenly deteriorated a while ago. It seems like there are problems from my head to my heart, lungs, and stomach."

"So that's it... Brother Kazama is so pitiful... Doesn't he have any family?"

"……Kazama……"

"Cough cough!"

Feng Jianhe coughed heavily a few times, put his hand on his chest again, turned his head away, looking weak and uncomfortable.

""Kazama? Are you okay?"

Igarashi stopped talking immediately, dropped the stick he was using to stir up the sparks, and strode forward to squat beside Kazama Tsuru.

Conan felt a pity in his heart, he was almost able to get more information!

"I'm fine, just a little weak.……"

Fengjianzuru deliberately turned to the window, leaving only a side profile of Igarashi Yang, and his voice became weak, and each sentence was divided into many paragraphs, which highlighted his weakness.

The moonlight shone on his long black hair, as if it was coated with a layer of silver frost, and his slender neck also looked particularly delicate and beautiful.

Fengjianzuru: Igarashi, this silly guy, if I don’t find a reason to stop him, Conan will take his household registration book away!!

"Oh... don't be stubborn, I'd better call an ambulance. I can't send you back in this state, and you can't rest well here, so let's go back to the hospital."

Go back to the hospital.

Fengjian He was inexplicably depressed.

However, it seems... it's not bad to lie in the hospital... There is food and shelter, no need to trouble Igarashi Yang, and no need to cook... cough cough... I was tempted.

But before that, the follow-up of this house still needs to be dealt with.

I haven't seen the few members of the suicide group who came with Conan. I'm afraid they have been knocked out by the mother who is so powerful that she imprisoned her own son.

"……All right"

""Huh~"

Igarashi Yang finally heard that Kazama Tsuru agreed to go to the hospital, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He didn't dislike Kazama Tsuru, but it was really scary to have a patient who could faint at any time stay next to him!

He was afraid that if he didn't take good care of him, his friend of many years would completely disappear in front of him.

Igarashi Yang happily left quickly, and didn't forget to open the door to prevent the sick and the young from being locked in the room and dying of carbon monoxide poisoning.

"Conan, I'll go back to the hospital in a while, what will you do?"

Igarashi Yang left, and Fengjian He suddenly spoke fluently as if he had recovered his vitality.

Of course, Conan noticed his change, and he knew that he was trying to stop him from asking questions, and he curled his lips silently in his heart.

"I can go back to the office by myself, I'm not a real child, don't worry about me."

Feng Jianhe felt helpless, this silly Kudo really forgot about his little friend!

"I am indeed worried. After all, you are still a child. It is dangerous to explore a haunted house alone. It is so late now, and it is easy for something to happen if you go home alone. I'd better ask Igarashi to take you back."

"You didn't come alone, there are three others.……"

Fengjian He: Finally found the problem……

"Wait, there are three other real children with me. I haven't heard anything from them for a long time. I think something happened to them!"

Conan turned around and walked out immediately.

"I'll go look for them, Kazama-kun, you just lie here and wait for the ambulance to come. If you need me for anything, just make some noise. I'll come right over if I hear any sound in this room!"

"Hey! I'll go with you."

Kazama Tsuru stood up and stood next to Conan.

"you……"

"Don’t look at me as if I’m sick now, I’m actually very strong~"

Conan thought of the silver light that flashed before his eyes when he just entered the door, swallowed, thought about it, and nodded.