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

Chapter 130

"Let's go to the rooftop. The hotel seems to have 24 floors. You can go to the top floor to watch the sunset."

"Um……"

Igarashi unwrapped the bandage, and a shocking scene instantly appeared before his eyes.

The wound was not too big, but it was stretched out because of the continuous force. The blood that flowed out soaked the bandage and also dyed a large area of the surrounding skin red.

"Fengjian, you...really don't feel any pain?"

Fengjian He looked down at his arm after hearing what he said. He was also stunned.

"It really doesn't hurt.……"

The two looked at each other.

Finally, it was Kazama Tsuru who spoke first.

"I should... have a problem with my pain perception."

Igarashi was silent for a few seconds, handed him a soaked gauze to wipe his arm, and then disinfected and bandaged it again.

It was no wonder that Kazama Kazuo took so long to react to this matter.

He had long been accustomed to his body quickly sending various pain sensations, telling him what was wrong.

For example, dizziness, headache, back pain, and even problems with vision, hearing, taste, etc. Problems with pain perception are really too difficult to detect.

"you……"

"I don't want to go to the hospital."

Feng Jianzhe and Igarashi Yang looked at each other again.

Igarashi stared at Feng Jianzhe for a while, and finally sighed.

"Okay, then remember, if you feel even the slightest bit uncomfortable, you must tell me, and I will check your physical condition every once in a while."

Feng Jianhe hesitated for a few seconds, and finally nodded.

The two of them went up to the rooftop of the hotel according to the place they had talked about before.

Looking down from the rooftop, the sunset, the beach, the sea, the people coming and going, everything came into view, clear at a glance.

Golden brocade clouds surrounded the entire city, covering the flocks of flying birds, and the huge sunset floated on the sea, casting a golden scale.

This is a golden red ocean

"So beautiful……"

Igarashi and Kazama Tsuru stood side by side, leaning on the railing and looking at the scenery. Igarashi finally murmured these words.

Seeing such a scenery, no matter what kind of poet it is, he would be shocked for a while. His mind would be blank and filled with this scenery.

Kazama Tsuru gradually came back to his senses.

"Okay, let's get down to business first."

Feng Jianhe stretched out his hand sideways. Igarashi was stunned and handed him the paper and pen.

Feng Jianhe took it and began to draw according to the layout of the hotel and various buildings below.

"……How do you know that I promised you to come to the rooftop for the purpose of investigating the surrounding situation?"

He was really curious. It was Feng Jianhe who proposed this matter, and he did not show anything wrong in front of him. How did he know that I had other purposes?

Feng Jianhe looked up and down, quickly memorizing the layout of the surroundings, swimming pools, sculptures, beaches, shops... At the same time, he answered his questions casually.

"I believe you will not be so perfunctory about the organization's mission. Although this is most likely just a false incident, you must still be vigilant."

Feng Jianhe paused, raised his pen and gestured the distance from the beach to the hotel, and continued to draw

"Besides, you don't usually like to carry a backpack, and there's nothing too valuable in it. You could have left the bag in the room, but you carried it on your back. So I guess it's either a camera, or a pen and paper, or a drawing board."

Igarashi listened to Kazama Tsuru's analysis, looked at the quickly formed drawings in his hand, smiled, and leaned against the railing to quietly look at the scenery outside.

The rooftop was extremely quiet at this time, with only the rustling sound of the pen and the whistling wind.

……

The red sun burst out like boiling molten steel. At that moment, the sky was bright. The moment from extremely dark to bright was enough to be remembered in people's minds.

It was sunrise again.

This red sun never changed because of humans. It rose and set as usual.

Igarashi and Kazama Tsuru went downstairs early and waited for the other seven members of"Izu Mysterious Journey" to arrive on the first floor.

"Eh? That is……"

Not long after the two of them sat down, a familiar childish voice came over.

Then a shocked young female voice

"Eh? It's Kazama-san and Igarashi-san?! Kazama-san! Igarashi-san!!"

Kazama-san and Igarashi-san also looked over with"shocked faces"

"Is it Xiaolan?"

Igarashi Yang blinked blankly.

"Xiaolan, why are you here?"

Xiaolan was about to answer with a smile, but Uncle Maori couldn't help but interrupt.

"Why are you two guys here again... We got a free tour group this time and came here to travel."

Feng Jianhe smiled,"Is it the Izu Mysterious Tour?"

Conan suddenly reacted after hearing this, and was even more surprised, and almost said the wrong thing.

"What? Kazama, ugh, Kazama brother, you also know this?……"

Igarashi Yang finally reacted and responded with a smile.

"What a coincidence, it seems that we have all signed up for this tour group. Of course, it wasn't us who signed up. It was originally an investor of a computer company and his maid, who were unable to come due to health reasons, so it was replaced by me and Kazama."

Xiaolan also smiled,"It is indeed a coincidence, it was not originally the three of us, it was Professor Agasa and his friend, and his friend's granddaughter, who were also unable to come due to health reasons, so it was replaced by us."

Igarashi clearly remembered the list.

"So, the people you are replacing are Dr. Agasa, Kawashita Noboru, and Kawashita Umeko?"

"Hmm... I think so. Professor Agasa didn't seem to mention his friend's name.……"

Xiaolan hesitated.

Conan saw that the two seemed to be talking more and more, so he hurried forward to interrupt.

"I know, those are the two names! But... Sister Xiaolan……"

Xiaolan saw Conan's hesitation and gently squatted down.

"What's wrong Conan?"

"Sister Xiaolan, I think……"

"Oops, stop chatting and put your luggage in the room first!"

Uncle Maori finally lost his patience.

Why are there always so many people around his little cabbage?!