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

"Brother Kazama?"

A small head broke into Kazama Crane's field of vision.

Focusing on the past, it is Conan.

It turned out that he didn't go back, he was still in this world.

"Hmm... Conan?"

Kazama Crane's voice was a little more energetic.

"I'm fine, thank you."

call……

There was a sound of relief all around.

"Thank you, officers, too."

Kazama Crane tried his best to elicit a shallow smile.

"It's nothing, it's my duty, hehehe."

Seeing that Kazama Crane was really fine, everyone was relieved and laughed, and the atmosphere became much happier in an instant.

"By the way, do you want to know about Kidd? Not long after I entered the banquet hall, I just found a place to sit down when I was suddenly knocked out from behind. After an unknown amount of time, I vaguely heard voices , Only then did I become conscious, and the result was..."

"Um...that's it..."

Officer Chamu thought for a while.

Conan also lowered his head in thought.

That being said, the Kazama I saw at the beginning was indeed Kaitou Kid.

After he knocked Kazama unconscious, he hid in this warehouse. I didn't expect that when I exposed his identity, I would also choose this warehouse, so such a coincidental scene would appear.

Conan thought that he and "Kazama" entered the warehouse, and then came out another Kazama thing.

No wonder, although this cruise ship is very big, there are correspondingly many people coming and going. There are not many people in such a remote place, and there are not many people not far from the banquet hall.

It is normal for two people to choose the same place.

But Conan is always a little reconciled.

Obviously, he has already thought of a way for the Kaitou Kidd to hide, but still...

At that time, he had indeed decided to leave, and he was already thinking about where Kazama might be hidden by Kidd, but suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and felt that Kidd hadn't left.

This is how to squat in the warehouse.

But then Kazama's appearance... really couldn't take Kidd into consideration.

Pity.

Kidd might not have left when Kazama came out, but now...

Ugh.

Conan sighed and shrank behind the crowd, watching the crowd angrily clamoring that Kidd must be caught next time.

Qiu!

A man dressed as an uncle with a mustache sat up from a pile of debris in a daze.

This is where?

storehouse? ? !

Ahhh!Ruined!I was knocked out by the target! !

I foretell the shot!Kidd broke his promise for the first time! !

A certain Kaito went crazy for a while.

Eventually he finally calmed down and started thinking about other things.

After Kazama Crane knocked me out, he must have known that I was Kaitou Kidd, but he didn't call the police?But just put me in a warehouse and leave it alone?

Kaito looked at the open warehouse door, and could faintly hear the noisy voices outside.

What is he going to do...

Chapter 63 Kidd in White in the Night Sky

[Angina pectoris, reward advanced skill: "Bullet Time"]

This is the end of the cruise trip, and everyone went back to their homes.

Conan thought about it carefully at the end, and found various small problems in his reasoning, and began to doubt the correctness of his reasoning.

Kidd saw the newspaper and found himself on stage!Shocked and confused, I didn't know what to do for a while.

Uncle Mao Li said that he enjoyed drinking and drinking, but unfortunately he, a famous detective, did not have the chance to appear on stage.

Xiaolan was very worried about the situation of Kazama Crane, after thinking about it, she wrote to Igarashi Yang, asking about the medicines that she needed to bring when going out with Kazama Crane.

As for Kazama Crane...

"Take medicine!"

The gaze from Xiao Ai.

Kazama Crane pursed his lips, looking at the dark medicine that smelled strange at first glance, he didn't want to touch it.

"Now that you are like this, it is already the limit not to go to the hospital for examination."

Xiao Ai (▼へ▼メ) looked at Kazama Crane.

Kazama Crane stared at the medicine for a few seconds, made enough mental preparations, took a deep breath, lifted the medicine and poured it down in one gulp.

Then, enduring the bitter taste in his mouth, he lay down obediently with a warm handbag in his arms.

That's right, he was sick again, and finally his heart got better, his back pain subsided a lot, and he started to feel cold all over again.

I don't know what happened, obviously there is no fever, and there is no irritation, but it is inexplicable chills.

Xiao Ai was puzzled, and asked Kazama Crane a lot of questions, such as what he ate, what time he slept, what he came into contact with, and so on.

As he asked, his expression became more and more strange. Kazama Crane always felt that his little sister was going to dissect him.

terror.

So Kazama Crane had another symptom: lethargy.

Actually... the book under the quilt can prove that this guy just doesn't want to be explored.

It is impossible for science and science to explain the system, so there is no need to study it.

Time passes day by day, flowers bloom and fall, leaves grow and leaves fall, and it is said that one leaf can tell autumn, but in Kazama Crane's view, one leaf falling now can only prove that today is autumn.

The evening wind blows over the hills, blowing away the last sunset glow; the setting sun sinks into the ocean, bringing a beautiful starry sky.

In the brightly lit city, a figure in white shuttles among tall buildings.

After riding the evening wind for a long time, he finally found the direction and flew towards Mihua Town.

Rice Flower Town [-]-chome.

He landed on a window sill, sorted out his clothes and expression slightly, and tapped on the window lightly.

Kazama Crane hadn't slept yet, maybe he had been lying down during the day, he didn't feel sleepy, and was quietly reading a book in the dim yellow light with the desk lamp on.

In the quiet room, the only sound was his occasional turning of a page of the book.

Suddenly, there were several not urgent, but somewhat heavy ding dings.

Fengjianhe looked for the sound, it was the window.

It's almost bed time, what hit the window?

Kazama Crane hesitated for a while, turned the book upside down on the bedside table next to him, lifted the quilt and stood up with difficulty.

If it is an unlucky bird, it is better to save it now.

However, when he opened the curtain, he saw a big white bird.

Kidd was wearing his iconic white suit, with his back facing the bright moon, his cloak fluttering in the wind, just like a big white bird spreading its wings in the night sky.

With his back to Mingyue, Kazama Crane couldn't see his expression clearly.

But his elegance is ingrained in his bones, and the rose-like elegance and beauty from the strange thief can be seen from his every move.

"You are... Phantom Thief Kid."

Kazama Crane was stunned for a moment, then relaxed, looking at the strange thief in the night sky with a smile.

Kidd seemed to smile too, and bowed slightly.

"I'm sorry to disturb you in the middle of the night. This time I came here to apologize and thank you. I'm sorry for what I did before, and thank you for your help."

The moment Kazama Crane saw him, he thought of his reason for coming, and now he just smiled lightly.

"Aren't you afraid that I will reveal your identity?"

Kidd still maintained the same poker face.

"If you want to do this, I think you have already done it, sir. Of course, in order to prevent you from changing your mind, I also hope that you can keep this little secret for me when I come here this time."

Kidd bowed again.

"Meanwhile, I have a small gift."

He straightened up, flipped through his hands, and suddenly there was an extra file bag.

He gently placed the file bag on the windowsill, between the two of them.

Kazama Crane didn't take it immediately, but looked at the gentleman of the night, wanting to see what else he was planning to do.

"I'm sorry for the interruption this time, and it's time for me to leave, Mr. Writer, looking forward to the next meeting."

After speaking, Kidd waved and disappeared into the night sky in an instant.

Feng Jianhe stood by the window and looked out, but he couldn't see the conspicuous figure in white at all. The evening wind blew his hair back, and the file bag fluttered to the ground after shaking a few times.

This is the only thing that proves what just happened.