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

"Medicine..."

Igarashi Yang hesitated when he heard the words.

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

"It's complicated? Is Brother Kazama seriously ill?"

"Yeah, it used to be fine. I don't know why my physical condition suddenly deteriorated a while ago. It seems that there are some problems from the head, to the heart and lungs, to the stomach."

"That's it... Brother Kazama is so pitiful... Does he have no family?"

"... Kazama, he..."

"Cough cough!"

Feng Jianhe coughed heavily, put his hands on his heart again, and turned his head, looking weak and uncomfortable.

"Kazama? Are you okay?"

Immediately, Igarashi stopped what he was saying, threw away the wooden stick in his hand to fiddle with Mars, and strode forward to squat beside Kazama Crane.

Conan secretly regretted that he was almost able to get more information!

"I'm fine, just a little, lack of energy..."

Kazama Crane deliberately turned out of the window, leaving Wu Lanyang with only a side face, and his voice became weaker. A sentence was divided into many paragraphs, and one was weak and weak.

The moonlight shone on his three thousand black hair, which seemed to have coated him with a layer of silvery white frost and snow, and his slender neck also looked extraordinarily thin and beautiful.

Kazama Crane: Igarashi is a silly guy, if you don't find a reason to stop him, your account book will be taken away by Conan! !

"Sigh... don't be stubborn, I'd better call an ambulance, I can't send you back with your condition like this, and it's impossible to have a good rest here, so I'd better go back to the hospital."

back to the hospital.

The crane in the wind is inexplicably upset.

However, it seems... It's not bad to go to the hospital and lie down... There is food and shelter, and I don't have to trouble Igarashi Yang, and I don't have to bother to cook...

Ahem...to be 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 death squad who came with Conan, I'm afraid they have been stunned by the mother who is so powerful that she imprisoned her son.

"……All right."

"Whoo~"

Wu Lanyang finally heard that Kazama Crane agreed to go to the hospital, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

It's not that he dislikes Kazama Crane, it's really scary to stay next to him with a patient who faints at any time for you to see! !

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

Igarashi Yang walked away happily, not forgetting to open the door of the room to prevent the sick and the young from being locked in the room and dying of carbon monoxide poisoning.

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

After Wu Lanyang left, Kazama Crane's speech suddenly became fluent as if he had regained his vitality in an instant.

Of course Conan noticed his change, knowing in his heart that he was trying to stop him from saying something, so he curled his lips silently.

"I'll just go back to the office by myself. I'm not a real kid, so don't worry about me."

Kazama Crane expressed helplessness in his heart, this silly Kudo really forgot his little friend!

"I'm really worried. After all, you are a child now. It is already very dangerous to explore the haunted house alone. It is so late now, and it is easy to cause accidents when you go home alone. I'd better ask Igarashi to take you back."

"It's not alone, there are three more..."

Kazama Crane: Finally found the problem...

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

Conan hurriedly turned around and walked out.

"I'll look for them, Mr. Kazama, just lie here and wait for the ambulance to come. If there is anything that needs me, just make some noise. I will come over as soon as I hear the sound in this room!"

"Hey! I'll go with you."

Kazama Crane got up directly and stood next to Conan.

"you……"

"Don't look at my sickly appearance now, in fact, I am very powerful~"

Conan remembered the silver light that flashed before his eyes when he just entered the door, swallowed his saliva, thought for a while, and nodded.

Chapter 10

Two people, one big and one small, walked out of the room quietly like this, Kazama Crane picked up the previous piece of wood again, and Conan raised his vigilance to observe around.

"Where to find them? Do you have a goal?"

Kazama Crane asked Conan in a low voice.

He really forgot about the plot, he just remembered that the son was imprisoned in a basement, and then the mother seemed to be able to deliver food with a cart by lighting a candlestick.

Ok?basement?

"No...Although they are just children, it's not easy to get rid of them all quietly..."

"Wait, Conan, how do you know something happened to them? Now they just disappeared for a while."

Conan choked and was stunned for a few seconds before he spoke.

"They are not very peaceful children. It is normal for them to run around in such a house. Judging from the fact that the door and the water pipe can release water, there are people who have lived here for a long time. The worst is that people often come here. They Running around has a high chance of meeting bad guys.”

Kazama Crane nodded.

Conan's analysis is indeed very reasonable, but judging by Conan's appearance, he didn't think that much at first, as if he knew subconsciously that something happened to the children.

intuition?

Or is it the result of subconscious analysis?

As expected of the protagonist...

"Let's go to the first floor, I suspect there is a basement in this place."

"The basement?" Conan was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up, "Yes, it is the basement. People here should have lived here for a long time, so there must be a hidden room. The height of the inside and outside of the house and the thickness of the walls are not a problem. , that is the basement!"

Conan turned his head to look at Kazama Crane, as if you are strong but I am not weak, "I didn't expect your reasoning ability is not weak, is it because you read Sherlock Holmes?"

This Sherlock Holmes fan...

Kazama Crane was ashamed secretly, but he didn't explain too much. It's not bad to have a character with strong reasoning ability.

"Well, the four signatures are pretty good."

"You like the four signatures, too! My favorite is that one! In that case, Holmes only..."

Barbara...

Even more verbose than Igarashi Yang.

Kazama Crane silently regretted taking up this topic.

This is equivalent to discussing his favorite star in front of groupies, discussing CP in front of experts, and discussing the international situation in front of old people.

"Ahem, Conan, keep your voice down, I seem to see a light."

Listening to what Conan said, the two had already reached the first floor.

Kazama Tsuru said that seeing the light was not entirely to stop Conan from chatting. After seeing this place, he remembered some plots. It seems that one of the children saw the scene of the old mother pushing a small cart and was fooled. no.

Although I don't know if I remembered it wrong, but since I saw the trolley, the door to the basement should be open.

Conan silently closed his mouth when he heard the words. Although he really wanted to continue talking about Sherlock Holmes with his "fellow friends", it was obviously not the time to chat, and the life and death of the three children were still unknown.

Thinking of this, Conan's heart finally felt a little heavier, and his desire to chat faded.

Conan silently followed behind Kazama Crane, walking towards the place he said "seeing the light".

Sure enough, after turning a few turns, the two saw the basement in this big haunted house.

Just like the underground passage leading to the outside world in Princess Barbie, this passage is also descended by a series of stairs, and the appearance below cannot be seen for the time being.

Kazama Crane was a little more dignified. Although he probably knew the situation below, he was just a woman who was not young, but when a person's potential exploded, he always had amazing strength. In order to prevent the car from overturning here, he Still clenched the piece of wood in his hand.

He lowered his voice and said to Conan: "I'll go down first to check the situation, you stay up there, and I'll call you down if there's no problem."

"No!" Conan immediately vetoed, "Although you seem to be fine now, but you are a patient after all, I don't feel relieved to let you go alone."

Kazama Crane sighed quietly.

Makes sense.

If he followed, someone would collect the body in case he suddenly fainted.

... Bah bah bah!I will not die!Even if you die, it is definitely not such a miserable way to die from illness!

"Okay, then you follow me."

Kazama Crane didn't say much to dissuade him. He knew the character of Conan, or Kudo Shinichi. It was absolutely impossible for him to ignore such a dangerous and highly probable matter related to the case, and let this iron-headed boy stay in a daze. Behind him is probably the limit he can accept.

And he has reacted now.

Who is Conan, a Shinigami elementary school student, the son of the world!

Instead of worrying that something will happen to him, it is better to worry about when the world will be destroyed.

"Ah."

The two walked down slowly and carefully.

"Ahhhh!!!"

A frenzied and terrifying cry pierced through the eardrums, both of them were startled, and Kazama Crane's heartbeat accelerated crazily, feeling that he would really be sent away by the cry.

He took several deep breaths, managed to remain calm, but didn't delay any longer, and appeared in the basement in a flash.

This basement is very small, a huge iron cage and a cabinet almost occupy the entire space. In the iron cage, a man with a rough appearance who looks like a primitive man is screaming crazily, as if returning to his ancestors.

In front of the iron cage, an old woman knelt in front of the iron cage and handed out the dinner plate in her hand. The candle on the dinner plate gave off a faint light, illuminating a corner of the basement.