Traveled to the world of Kexue

"Dad, you're still here."

"What are you talking nonsense? I'm going to show you the fish I caught. The grandfather, whom his wife called "Daddy", opened the paper in his hand with a smile on his face, and there was a silver fish drawn on it, "Look, this fish is big, right?"

"It's really big, please wait for me over there in the Japanese room first, I'll be over in a moment."

Sedum tried to keep his eyes open in a daze, thinking: What a strange family, hmm—so dizzy, I want to vomit.

Madame took Sedum and his group of three into the study of her husband, Mr. Diplomat.

As soon as I entered the study, I saw a Mediterranean diplomat sleeping with his head on his head, in a posture very similar to that of some students sleeping in a class teacher's class.

"Husband, don't sleep anymore, wake up." Madame shook the diplomat, only listening to the "bang", and the diplomat fell directly to the ground.

In an instant, the entire room turned their heads in unison and looked at the fallen diplomat.

Hattori rushed up and poked his nose: "Already dead."

"Poison kill." Amuro squatted down to check and said, "The deceased should have been poisoned and killed."

"Why?" Officer Twilight looked at the strange young man in front of him suspiciously.

"The deceased had purple lips, needle holes in his neck, and poisonous needles near his head. Is that so, Brother Amuro? Sedum asked, tugging at the corner of Amuro's clothes.

Amuro looked at Sedum in surprise, but he didn't expect Sedum to have this kind of observation.

"Because several of you are looking at the neck of the deceased, I took a look and looked not far away at the needle." I wanted to see what the deceased looked like, and I saw strange lips. Sedum explained to Amuro.

Maori Kogoro was sweating, and even this little young master could see it, and he hadn't found anything yet.

Uncle Maori decided to struggle: "It doesn't have to be homicide, it may also be suicide."

"Don't you understand yet?" Hattori glanced at Uncle Maori with disdain and continued: "The lips and tips of the hands and feet of the deceased have begun to develop, and there are hemorrhagic spots on the conjunctiva of the eye, these are all signs of death by suffocation.

"The deceased showed no signs of being strangled, so it is most likely that he was poisoned and killed." The famous Maori detective tries to save his last face in front of a group of juniors.

"Brother Māori, who are these two dark-skinned young men?" Officer Twilight looked at Uncle Maori and asked. Sedum he knows, the victim of the housekeeper's kidnapping case, there are not many cases of undead people in this year, and he usually mixes with Maori and them, which belongs to one life and two acquaintances.

"His name is Heiji Hattori, and he's an arrogant teenage detective. As for this..." "

My name is Toru Amuro, I'm Sedum's temporary housekeeper and a detective." Amuro took the initiative to introduce himself with a unique gentle smile.

"That... Where is the toilet? Sedum bit his lower lip, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his fair face had abnormal flushing.

"Over here, please follow me." A maid took Sedum to the toilet.

"Gag—" The stomach churned, and a corrosive liquid streaked through. Sedum's eyes were instantly moist from vomiting, dense beads of sweat dripped down, Sedum gasped, and his heart beat again and again, as if he wanted to leave its owner.

Speaking of which, this is the first time this body has drunk. Sedum laughed at himself, this is what he really can't do, his tattered body can't even eat and drink normally.

Sedum slowed down in place, detached from his state of weakness, and slowly and laboriously pushed the wheelchair away after gargling.

The wind was blowing in the corridor, but Sedum did not feel cool, but felt that the exhaled air was even hotter.

As soon as he returned to the study, Sedum saw Conan who had fallen to the ground, and Amuro and Hattori were not in the room, probably where to look for clues.

Xiaolan picked up Conan and touched Conan's head: "It burns so badly!"

"Sorry, is there a place to lie here?" Xiaolan asked.

"Then let him lie in my room." The diplomat's son pointed out the door, "My room is at the very end of the corridor."

"Then borrow it." Xiaolan "hugged" Conan and walked out the door.

"I'll help too." Sedum said and left the room, but no one in the room noticed Sedum's abnormally weak voice.

I don't know why, Sedum felt that pushing up the wheelchair was even harder than just now.

Sedum arrived a few minutes after Xiaolan arrived in the room, took out a plate of cold medicine with only two remaining pills from her bag and handed it to Xiaolan.

Xiaolan fed the medicine to Conan, but Conan's symptoms not only did not improve, but became more serious.

Sedum then remembered that Conan would become Kudo Shinichi by taking cold medicine with old white dry, and touched Conan's head with pity.

"Ding-dong~

" "It must be a doctor here, you wait a minute." Xiaolan said as she walked out.

Conan looked uncomfortable, sweat running from his forehead, frowning as if he was about to faint.

"Hold on, Conan is the best." Sedum's voice sounded extremely soft.

Sedum gently patted Conan, but the strength of that hand was really small and pitiful, soft, and there was no feeling at all when it was patted on the body.

Sedum watched Conan grow bigger and run away as Kudo Shinichi ran away.

Sedum originally wanted to chase out to see the liveliness, but he couldn't use any strength in his body, and his consciousness gradually blurred, and finally fell directly to the ground.

"Conan, the doctor is here!" Xiaolan opened the door, but did not see Conan. And Sedum happened to be covered by the bed, so Xiaolan, who was anxious, dragged the doctor and ran out.

Sedum lay on the cold floor, shrunk into a ball, faintly heard Xiaolan's voice, and before he could call for help, he completely lost consciousness.

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On the other side

, Ran ran to the study, but still did not find Conan, but saw the drum washing machine (Shinichi Kudo) that he thought about day and night.

"Shinichi, where the hell have you been! I thought you disappeared and you suddenly appeared again. Xiaolan's eyes were full of tears, and her words were full of grievances, "Do you know how worried I am!"

"Fool, what are you crying about?"

"What—" Xiao Lan muttered while wiping her tears. I don't know if it's the arrangement of world consciousness or Xiaolan and Shinichi's emotions are too excited, in short, neither of them thought of Conan on the shore of Daming Lake and Sedum who fell alone on the ground and no one cared.

Normally, the next should be Kudo Shinichi appearing handsome and punching Hattori Heiji. It is a pity that Amuro Toru is also there, resulting in the truth being solved by Amuro Toru long ago, making Kudo, a useless place on the trumpet.

"What about Sedum and Conan?" Amuro looked at Xiaoran and wondered.