Chapter 107 Reliable teammates, in every sense of the word
"It seems that the fever is getting higher..." Mao Lilan touched Conan's hot forehead and was very worried, "Should we send Conan to the hospital first? "
" This is what happens when children have a fever. Don't be nervous. You can cool it down physically first," Tangze said with great confidence, "Let me find a room for him to lie down and use alcohol. Give your joints a try. The case is still under investigation, so it’s hard to leave directly..."
After that, Tang Ze grabbed the unconscious Conan. Considering that he was a patient now, he was not as usual. He picked him up and left, but he put the person on his shoulder and picked him up.
Mao Lilan saw that he took the initiative to take over, and she was a little relieved. After several months of getting along with him, Tang Ze's image as a "good classmate who is reliable, friendly and good at taking care of others" has been firmly established in her mind, and she has always felt at ease with him.
Conan lay on Karasawa's shoulder, using his last bit of strength to narrow his eyes with difficulty and look at Hattori Heiji standing in the center of the study.
The technique, the technique of the secret room... He has...
Hattori Heiji watched Karasawa leaving with the child in displeasure, and continued the topic again: "Since the deceased was being poisoned Since he was placed in a sitting position after the killing, it is necessary to confirm the alibi of each suspect half an hour before the crime..."
Hattori Heiji's voice became farther and farther away, and Karasawa followed the direction indicated by the housekeeper. , led Conan to Tsujimura Takayama's room.
"Conan, Conan?" Tangze called softly twice, "Can you hear me? How do you feel?"
After the sharp stabbing pain in his heart, Conan finally calmed down a little. He opened his eyes with difficulty and squeezed out a few words from his throat: "It's okay, I'm okay... Tangze, go." Stop him..."
There is a fundamental misunderstanding in Hattori Heiji's reasoning. If he defines the murderer's method as first poisoning and then arranging the body, he will be playing into the murderer's hands. He must be stopped...< br>
"You lie down for a while. It will take some time for them to question the suspects one by one. When your body temperature drops a little, I will cooperate with you to complete the reasoning." Tang Ze pushed him down on the bed and stuffed him into the quilt, and stretched out his hand. I probed his forehead and felt that the heat was almost there. He rolled his eyes, took out another mobile phone from his pocket and blindly typed out a string of numbers, ready to dial at any time.
As for Conan, who was leaning on the pillow, his heart felt as if it was being beaten by a heavy object. Every beat was accompanied by severe pain, which made him curl up involuntarily and let out a cry of pain.
A high fever swept through his body, and Conan clung to the edge of the quilt tightly. He felt as if he was being roasted in a fire, and smoke was about to emit from his body.
...No, it's really smoking.
Next to him, Tang Ze, who was waiting to witness the miraculous moment, clasped his hands and stared at the white smoke steaming from the bed with wide eyes.
No, the comic is not about exaggerated effects, but the fact that he gets bigger and smaller really comes with dry ice special effects? Tangze called it awesome, what kind of beautiful girl transformation is this.
When the smoke dissipated, the sweaty high school student version of Kudo Shinichi raised his head in confusion, sat up from the bed, looked at his hands in shock, and looked down at himself in disbelief. Return to original body shape.
He changed back? Why all of a sudden?
As if he wanted to confirm that he was not hallucinating because of the fever, he raised his head and looked at Tang Ze who was sitting beside the bed.
...Then he threw a set of Didan school uniform into his pocket.
"No matter what is going on... put on some clothes, Detective." With his curiosity fully satisfied, Karasawa no longer wanted to face the naked Kudo Shinichi. Fortunately, he had the foresight to strike first. Cover someone with a quilt.
He was just curious about the process of enlarging and decreasing in violation of the conservation of mass, and that was not his crime.
"Oh, oh!" Kudo Shinichi hurriedly caught the clothes and pants, and was shocked to find that there was a pair of underwear of a similar size inside.
While he rolled around coyly in the quilt and put on his underwear, he asked in shock: "Forget it that you are wearing a school uniform... why do you even have underwear?!"
"Don't worry. It's brand new. If you don't want to wear it, you can return it to me." Tang Ze rolled his eyes and waved his hand in disgust, "Just in case... don't you think this is useful?"
What's the matter? What if someone can prepare brand new underwear on their body in advance?
Kudo Shinichi didn't understand his brain circuit at all, and could only look at the bag Karasawa was carrying with a look of awe.
It’s still the very familiar black commuter bag. It’s flat and doesn’t look like it weighs much. So what’s in Karasawa’s bag? Are you really Doraemon?
"What's wrong with you now? Are you deformed due to high fever?" Tang Ze crossed his arms and walked around him twice, "Is it that kind of medicine you take? It can cause the body to become deformed when it reaches a certain temperature. Is it a mysterious curse that will automatically expire? "
"I don't know..." Kudo Shinichi pressed his chest with lingering fear. The pain felt like he would die in the next second. He wiped the sweat off his face again and touched his hot cheek, "The fever doesn't seem to have gone away, I'm very dizzy..."
Tang Ze tilted his head, feeling that it was almost time to insert. He turned his hand in his pocket and pressed the dial button.
A crisp ringtone interrupted the conversation between the two. Kudo Shinichi turned around and saw the shiny mobile phone screen in his small blue suit.
He took out his mobile phone and glanced at the caller ID. His expression changed. He locked the screen and glanced at Tangze awkwardly: "That..."
"The secret of the great detective, right? I understand. I understand." Tang Ze raised his eyebrows, raised a hand to show his understanding, turned around and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Kudo Shinichi combed his sweaty hair with his hands and breathed a sigh of relief.
Informed and knowledgeable, capable of fighting and resisting, he has never met a more reliable teammate than Tang Ze in his whole life. It is really comforting.
After making sure that the door was locked by Tang Ze, he picked up his cell phone and answered the call: "Hello? joker? Why are you calling me all of a sudden?"
"...Huh?" Joker's somewhat lazy voice came from the receiver. The other party first made a suspicious nasal sound, and then quickly said clearly, "Ah, it's you in the larger size. Have you changed back?" "
"Hmm...I don't know about this yet..." Kudo Shinichi twisted his neck uncomfortably.
Having been a primary school student for so long, my eyes suddenly went up, and I felt weightless.
"Oh, have you been drinking? Liquor?" Compared to the confused person, joker suddenly came to his senses.
"Today I did...wait a minute." Kudo Shinichi, who was kicking his legs, froze, "You, you know that drinking liquor will return you to your original state? How did you know, you know me That kind of medicine? ”
"Haha..." Outside the room, Tang Ze leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window at the end of the corridor. The sunlight shone through the white gauze curtains, casting a hazy halo on his face. He closed his eyes and pinched Joker's cheek in the sunlight. His voice was slow and leisurely, "Good question, do I know it, or do I not know it?"
Kudo Shinichi paced back and forth anxiously, wanting to continue asking: "You...! "
"Before questioning me, Mr. Detective, could you please explain to me your sincerity as a collaborator?" Tang Ze, the counter-general, interrupted, "Go up. The first time I met Ginjiu and the others was an accident. It was understandable that you couldn’t remember to tell me. So what happened today? "
"Uh... Kudo Shinichi was choked by his reply and touched the back of his neck guiltily, "I had a bad cold and didn't think about it..."
"Aha, it seems I found it and changed back." If you do this, I can be kicked away. Sure enough, our cooperative relationship is very dispensable in your eyes?" Tang Ze deliberately made things difficult, "Then you'd better think of a way on your own. Friendly reminder, temporarily. The recovery effect is similar to that of short-acting anti-allergy medicine. You'd better pray that you won't turn back into a child in front of a certain lady. Otherwise, I'm afraid I can only express my deep regret and mourn deeply."
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After Tang Ze finished speaking, he hung up the phone with a bad intention and threw the phone into the props bar as if nothing had happened.
You see, the collaborators have all forgotten themselves, and I warmly remind the other party that it is simply repaying evil with kindness, and love knows no bounds.
Starting to add more——
(End of this chapter)