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

Conan walked into the room and looked at Kazama Tsuru's back from the balcony.

Xiaolan seemed to say something to him, and the two of them smiled and waved goodbye, and Kazama Tsuru went home alone again.

Looking at Kazama's expression at first, it was obvious that he knew something, but then he acted as if he knew nothing.

Did he sense my temptation? Or did he really just have some guesses but didn't know his identity as a"member of the organization"?

Conan stood quietly in front of the window, watching Kazama Tsuru's figure getting smaller and smaller.

It seems that it's time to formally check Kazama's identity...

Conan thought, and took out a small bottle from his pocket, which contained a few pills.

This is the result of Xiaoai's work during this period, a drug that can make oneself temporarily larger for a period of time, but it is not stable and it is easy to develop drug resistance.

But...

Conan watched Kazama Tsuru walk away before slowly turning back to Xiaolan in the house.

……The hand holding the bottle gradually tightened!! Tightened!!!

……

On the other side, just as Kazama Tsuru and Conan were battling it out, Igarashi Yang received a new call.

"Moshi Moshi?"

Igarashi Yang was driving and didn't look at the number carefully. He answered the phone carelessly.

"Jundu, new mission."

When Igarashi Yang heard the voice, his eyes instantly turned cold and he exhaled lightly.

"Wait a minute."

After saying that, without waiting for the other person's response, he threw his phone onto the seat next to him.

The car gradually slowed down and stopped on the side of the road. He closed the window and picked up his phone again.

"What's up?"

"This is your promotion task. After completing this task, you can meet the boss."

"Being on an equal footing with you is really something I look forward to."

Igarashi said, chuckled, took out a cigarette with one hand and lit it

""Okay, when have you been so long-winded? Just tell me the mission."

On the other side of the phone, it was a similar scene. Two men in black were sitting in a car parked on the side of the road, lighting cigarettes, and one of them was holding a phone.

After hearing the voice coming from the phone, Vodka carefully glanced at Gin beside him. Gin's face didn't change much, but he clearly felt the unnoticeable murderous aura around him suddenly increased for a moment.

"The organization's computer virus seems to have spread out. You are responsible for finding out the truth and silencing those who need to be silenced. I will send you the relevant information."

Gin hung up the phone right after he finished speaking. If the person on the other end can't even remember this little information, then there is no need for him to stay in the organization. The organization doesn't need such trash. There is no need to say more about the rest of the information processing and follow-up methods. This person is also a veteran.

Rather than saying that this task is his promotion task, it is better to say that it is a task to increase his merits after he has reached the qualification.

The leakage of computer viruses, in more serious cases, is a large-scale leakage of organizational data.

At that time, once the data is leaked, it can be viewed at will without the need for a special computer of the organization.

But this matter is simpler to say, it is just a simple search for information, handling of related personnel, and erasing of traces.

All the operatives of the organization have done this kind of thing more than once or twice.

"Brother, where are we going now?"

Gin took a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand, and then casually threw the cigarette butt out of the window.

"Go to the next mission location"

"Yes."

The car started again.

On the other end of the phone, Igarashi Yang looked at the hung up phone in his hand, closed it, and threw it aside.

A simple little task was not enough for him to think about it.

He flicked his cigarette and prepared to start the car again, but he seemed to suddenly think of something and stopped.

Huh...

He exhaled a puff of smoke and leaned back in his seat.

He picked up the bottle next to him, sprayed a few drops of cologne on his body, and opened the car window to let the smell out. It is better to keep the two identities separate. As a sunny editor, he does not smoke.

……

In the familiar house of 4th Chome.

It was as if the house was specially favored by the setting sun, and the white house was shrouded in a golden glow.

A light tea mist floated up, mixed with the golden clouds outside the window, blurring the face of Kazama Tsuru.

Ai came over with a bottle, and when she saw this scene, she wanted to shout immediately out of habit.

But after a moment of hesitation, she suddenly realized that this time, Kazama Tsuru didn't seem to be disappearing at any time.

Although he still floated like an immortal, he no longer had that otherworldly feeling.

"Xiao Ai? What happened?"

Maybe Xiao Ai was in a daze for too long, this time the two of them switched identities.

When Xiao Ai came to her senses, the figure had already stood up and was ready to walk over here.

"Sit down, I'm fine."

Xiao Ai said, and walked over. With the light of the setting sun, Feng Jianhe could see that her expression seemed unnatural.

Feng Jianhe looked at her strangely.

Why is this girl so strange tonight?

Xiao Ai didn't look at Feng Jianhe even once, she put the bottle on the table and turned to leave.

"this is……"

Feng Jianhe took a look at the bottle. The outer packaging looked familiar. He must have eaten

"Calcium tablets."

Xiao Ai's voice came from afar. Feng Jianhe looked up and saw that she was already on the stairs, preparing to go upstairs.

It was calcium tablets. No wonder she didn't watch him take the medicine.

Feng Jianhe looked at it, poured out two pills casually and ate them.

……Why does it feel like the taste is different from the last time I ate it? Did I take too many medicines and forget it?

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Ding Dong!!

The doorbell rang again, and Kazama Kazuru looked up in confusion.

Why are there so many visitors today?

He stood up and prepared to open the door, but his body shook involuntarily and his head felt dizzy.

Kazama Kazuru instinctively held the table.

Hiss... What happened to me...

Ding Dong!!!

The doorbell rang again.

Kazama Kazuru didn't think much about it, he steadied his body and slowly walked over to open the door.

As expected, it was Igarashi.

There were only a few people who had intersections with him, and Conan had just been here, so it could only be Igarashi.

""Kazama! Last time in the castle you suddenly fell asleep, I...are you feeling unwell?"

Igarashi smiled and was about to start talking when he noticed that Kazama Tsuru's face looked a little strange.

Unlike his usual pale face, his face was now ruddy and he seemed very healthy.

But in the eyes of Igarashi who was familiar with him, this healthy ruddy face looked strangely sick.

Kazama Tsuru heard what Igarashi said and shook his head gently. He felt much better now.

"I'm fine, you come in first."

Igarashi walked in and observed Kazama Tsuru with concern for a while, but he didn't see anything wrong, so he gradually put his mind at ease.

(Today there is still ~)