The master of Chinese martial arts in the world of Ke Xue

Finally, because Conan was sick, Tang Zhen took classes for three consecutive days, and on this day Tang Zhen heard that Conan had woken up, so he planned to see him, after all, he was his cousin anyway.

Holding a bag, he rang the doorbell of the Maori house.

"Brother Tang Zhen, why are you here, didn't you go out to work today?" She knew Tang Zhen's situation, she was suffering from economic sanctions, and in Xiaolan's impression, Tang Zhen always worked everywhere after school every day to earn money and support himself.

I'll take a look at him, as for the part-time job, it's just a day or two less, it's okay, when I'm about to starve to death, do they really care about me?" Tang Zhen said the reason for his coming, and then said seemingly complainingly.

"Conan is still a little weak now, he is still resting upstairs, I'll take you up." Xiaolan and Tang Zhen talked about Conan's situation, and as for Tang Zhen's complaint, Xiaolan did not answer.

"Brother Tang Zhen, what are you holding in your hand?" asked Xiaolan when she saw what Tang Zhen was carrying while going upstairs.

"This is a gift for Conan, something to eat, to see the sick children, you have to bring something." Tang Zhen shook the thing in his hand towards Xiaolan.

"Oh, then Conan will be very happy. While speaking, the two came to Conan's room, Xiaolan opened the door and said to Conan lying on the bed, "Conan, someone has come to see you and brought a gift."

Conan looked up and saw Tang Zhen who came in with Xiaolan, and politely called out, "Brother Tang Zhen."

"Conan, I made you some Chinese pastries, you can taste it, how does it taste? Sitting down on a stool on the side, Tang Zhen opened the bag in his hand and took out the pastry contained in the box.

"Thank you, Brother Tang Zhen. Conan thanked you.

"Okay, let me also try Tang Zhen's craft. Xiaolan also said.

Looking at the pastries in the box, Conan and Xiaolan tasted some of each, and Tang Zhen introduced them on the side, "This is purple sweet potato cake, this is red bean cake, and finally this is walnut crisp."

Tang Zhen briefly introduced their methods and asked, "Xiaolan, how do I say these tastes?" "

Very good, I didn't expect Brother Tang Zhen to have such good craftsmanship." Xiaolan praised.

Tang Zhen looked at Conan, "The taste is very good, better than many pastry shops."

After that, the three of them chatted about some other things, and then Xiaolan said to Conan and Tang Zhen, "I'm sorry, Brother Tang Zhen, you can just talk to Conan here!

"It's okay, Xiaolan, you go get busy, leave me alone, I'll talk to Conan again and leave." Tang Zhen said.

After watching Xiaolan close the door and leave, Tang Zhen asked Conan, who looked sick: "What's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly fall? When you were in a coma before, I came to see you and found that it was just a common cold, you won't be in a coma for three days, right

?" "What makes me suddenly collapse?" Conan squinted and retracted back into the bed, ignoring Tang Zhen's doubts, Conan picked up the newspaper on the side and asked," This guy of yours actually spread that Xiaolan is my woman outside, so that I was almost discovered by Xiaolan.

"It doesn't matter to me, it's all rumors spread by Sonoko, I just showed that Hattori Heiji the way that day." Tang Zhen looked at the news in the newspaper about the poisoning of diplomats three days ago, and couldn't help but ask, "Isn't this the case three days ago?

"Of course it's me. Conan carefully looked at the movement outside, and after seeing that Xiaolan was not there, he said, "Actually, this time I suddenly changed back to my original appearance, only because I explained Xiaolan, so the name 'Kudo Shinichi' did not appear in the newspaper." "

It seems that you are still more powerful, did that Hattori Heiji return to the big board in ashes?" Tang Zhen thought that when he saw Hattori Heiji that day, he looked full of confidence, and couldn't help but ask with a smile.

"He is just too anxious because he cares about winning or losing, and if he is careful, who wins and who does not know." Looking at Tang Zhen's smiling face, probably because of sympathy, Conan couldn't help but say a good word for Hattori Heiji.

"You don't seem surprised that I'll change back to my original form?" asked Conan suddenly puzzled.

Since there are things in this world that make people smaller, there must be things that make people bigger. Tang Zhen said indifferently.

"........." For Tang Zhen's answer, Conan was a little speechless.

"The most important question now is, why did you change back, and if you know the reason, maybe you can really change back to the way you were."

Conan looked down at his thin appearance and thought for a while: "I just remember that I had a cold at that time, and then that black charcoal head was Hattori Heiji, and he poured me a glass of wine, saying that the Chinese old white dry has a miraculous effect on treating colds." "

Wine," Conan said with some surprise, "Yes, it was that bottle, I drank a little and changed back to its original form, if I drank more, would I be able to completely recover to Kudo Shinichi." "

Are you sure?" Tang Zhen looked incredulous, if Conan had recovered so simply, then the manga "Detective Conan" might become "Detective Kudo Shinichi".

"That's right, it must be because of that bottle. Conan couldn't wait.

Xiaolan is down there, and if Xiaolan sees you drinking, he will definitely say that I took a bad child." Tang Zhen grabbed Conan, who wanted to rush downstairs.

"What kind of bad children?" At this time, Xiaolan's somewhat doubtful voice came from outside, and then Xiaolan came in to see Conan and Tang Zhen, and then said to Conan, "Okay, Conan, change your clothes quickly, your classmate Ayumi and they have come to see you." "

Brother Tang Zhen also came to see Conan?" The three imps had already come to Conan's room while speaking, and after seeing Tang Zhen in surprise, they said hello together.

"Yes!" Tang Zhen just said hello to them, and just stood on that side, watching a few imps interact with Conan, although they had met a few times before, they were not very familiar with each other.

"Why are you here?" asked Conan at the sight of a few imps, squeezing some smirks out of his face.

"Because Conan you got sick and took three days off, we are all worried about you. Ayumi said with a concerned look.

I'm sick, I don't have to go to school, I want to get sick too. The fat squatting Motata looked at Conan and said with some envy.