How can I live beside Conan who vomits blood from time to time?

Tian Yiqing at the edge of the crowd, or Kaito Kidd in other words, watched Conan and Uncle Maoli state their reasoning back to back, leaning against the wall with their hands on their heads, showing a shy and elegant look.

There is only full confidence, the confidence that everything is in the palm of your hand.

At this moment, he just quietly listened to people talking about his own voice, listening to people saying what Kidd knew, and he didn't say a word, just smiled lightly.

Finally, I figured it out. If it didn't work out, maybe I'd have to help.

But now it seems that this high school student detective has lived up to his reputation.

Kidd turned and left, taking away the book in his hand, and seemed to have written a few sentences about the story of Queen Elizabeth II inadvertently.

There is a general rule for magicians to draw the viewer's eye to where he wants the viewer to see it, and then...

This day's party is over.

Afterwards, Noki Qichuan organized a luxurious dinner party, and at the dinner party, he focused on thanking the famous detective Mr. who knew the notice letter.

Kazama Crane has always been at the center of the dinner, and everyone is holding this famous writer.

After the dinner was over, Kazama Crane glanced at Tu Chuanjing who was about to leave alone, and after talking to Xiaolan, he turned and walked straight over.

"Tuchuan-kun!"

Kazama Crane greeted with a smile, which attracted the attention of many people.

Tu Chuanjing scolded Kazama Crane thousands of times in his heart, but on the surface he still smiled shyly, as if he was a little embarrassed because many people saw it.

"Kazama-kun, is there something wrong?"

Kazama Crane walked across to him with a smile as if he didn't notice his nervousness and avoidance at all.

"It was very pleasant to chat with Tuchuan-kun before. We mentioned writing about architecture and scenery earlier, and I have some ideas. If Tuchuan-kun is fine tonight..."

Tuchuan could clearly hear Kazama Crane's meaning.

He wanted to refuse, but there were too many people who watched from nearby. If he refused, he would leave a deep impression on these people.

This is not good.

Forget it, anyway, Kazama Crane has been confirmed as a safe person, so it's okay to get closer, and it should be helpful to his future career.

Of course, if I can escape the catastrophe of that mysterious organization...

Hey.

"Of course, I'm fine."

Tu Chuan smiled, and kept looking carefully around, those who looked at him.

Seeing those people gradually withdraw their gazes, leaving only a few words such as "I'm so lucky" and "I knew it earlier", Tuchuanjing's smile finally showed some sincerity.

"Mr. Kazama should also live in the courtyard in the southwest, right? We can go back through the road and chat in my courtyard."

Kazama Crane smiled and nodded.

The two walked side by side to the southwest courtyard.

"Eh? Conan, where are you going?!"

Seeing Conan looking back, Xiaolan was about to ask, when this worrying child ran out again.

"Sister Xiaolan, I'll go play with Brother Kazama for a while, and come back later!"

Conan's voice quickly faded away.

"Eh!"

"Okay, that kid is so smart, how could something happen, let's go!"

Uncle Mao Li saw Xiao Lan kept looking back, looking very worried, and said something casually.

After finishing speaking, he seemed to think of something again and muttered.

"If I knew it earlier, I should have quietly brought back a few bottles while there was a lot of wine served just now..."

"dad!!"

When Xiaolan, who has good hearing, heard this sentence, she forgot about Conan in an instant, and concentrated on tossing the terrible father in front of her.

There was a mess.

As for Kazama Crane, he and Tuchuan Jing have been chatting about writing.

At the beginning, Tuchuanjing was a little upset because Kazama Crane disrupted her hidden plan and solitary plan, but gradually she chatted, and with the instinct of a writer, she also became excited.

The two talked about their writing experience, and the discussion was heated, really like a pair of ordinary friends.

But as he talked, Kazama Crane faintly felt that something was not quite right.

As he was walking, he suddenly stopped and touched his cuffs, as if he was looking for something.

"What's wrong, Kazama-san?"

Tuchuan Jingzheng said happily, but was taken aback when he saw Kazama Crane's movements.

Kazama Crane didn't answer immediately, and fumbled in his sleeves for a while before raising his head.

"Tagawa-kun, I seem to have dropped something on the road."

He looked a little helpless.

"Is there something important? Let me help you find it together?"

After chatting with just now in the afternoon, Tuchuan Jing gradually regarded Kazama Crane as a friend.

"No need, I was still there when I just walked out of the banquet hall, so I should be on my way."

Kazama Crane sighed, looked up at Tu Chuanjing, and smiled embarrassedly.

"Can you trouble Tuchuan-kun to wait for me for a while? I'll follow the path I came from, and I'll be right over."

Although Tuchuanjing was curious about what Kazama Crane had lost, but judging by his appearance, it was probably very important and inconvenient for others to know, so he nodded in agreement.

Kazama Crane got the response, bowed and apologized, turned around and went back along the way he came, as if he was really looking for something.

But just after he turned a corner and reached a place out of Tuchuanjing's sight, Kazama Crane's speed instantly increased.

Using his agility to move quickly, he quickly pulled out the wooden sword in the cane.

The sound of footsteps just now... is here!

Kazama Crane thought about it, found the position, and kept moving, the wooden sword flew across the air, drawing a beautiful ray of light.

"what!!"

A voice followed his movements.

(Add more for the boss "I really want to blow bubbles", 31/79)

Chapter 196 A Deceitful Guy

Two identical people, same actions, just swapped objects and positions.

The wooden sword in Kazama Crane's hand slashed across Conan's head and stopped on his...uh...forehead.

The height estimated by adults was wrong again after all.

Rao Fengjianhe's reaction speed was already very fast, but he still didn't react, the height of the visitor was only up to his own legs.

"Conan?!"

Accompanied by a clear voice, a strand of hair fluttered down from the air.

Conan tensed his body, staring at the falling strand of hair.

If you don't react, take a step forward...

Conan quietly swallowed, feeling a chill on the top of his head.

Kazama Crane looked at the familiar situation in front of him, and silently withdrew his hand.

How could Conan follow behind him?Doesn't he live in the southeast corner?It stands to reason that the two should go the opposite way.

His mind turned sharply, and he quickly thought of the previous scene.

Did he catch Conan's attention when he called out to stop Tuchuanjing?

Conan looked at the familiar hand and the familiar wooden sword in front of him, silently, and reached out to touch the top of his head.

Fortunately, not bald.

"Kazama, why do you..."

While talking, Conan couldn't continue.

Kazama Crane glanced at the bold detective.

With a light and crisp sound, the wooden sword was sheathed and turned into that ordinary walking stick again.

"Come on, let's talk as we go."

Conan raised his hand to straighten his messy hair, and followed Kazama Crane's footsteps.

"You feel that my actions are not right, so you want to follow and see what we are going to do?"

Kazama Crane didn't intend to hide anything, he was going to monitor Tuchuan Jing, and he didn't intend to do anything himself, it would be good to take Conan with him.

"Well, you look different tonight than usual."

Conan's thoughts were exposed, and after a few seconds of shallow shyness, he frankly admitted his behavior.

Even denying it is useless, they have all been captured directly.

"Actually, I really don't have any other plans, but it's rare to meet someone with the same interests, so we can chat for a while longer."

Conan turned his head and looked up at Kazama Crane's expression, and smiled slightly, as if it was really just like what he said, he just met someone who had a good chat, so he made an invitation.

But he always felt that something was wrong.

It seems to be the expression of Tuchuan Jing at that time, and it seems that Kazama Crane's behavior does not conform to the general logic.

"Is that so..."

The two walked side by side, and they were about to reach the last corner, and came into Tuchuanjing's sight.

"I still can't pass."