"Is that so..."

Listening to Di Lu's words, Edogawa Conan's expression became solemn.

If that's the case, it's troublesome... He doesn't know how long it will take him to recover his adult body...

"That's right, Conan."

As if remembering something, Dilu looked at the pensive boy.

"Can I have a tube of blood? Maybe I can find something in my lab. ”

Without hesitation, Conan nodded, since the way to get the antidote from that organization was temporarily impossible, he could only hope for his own technology first.

Although this is half an enemy.

Glancing at Delu, whose blood had begun to drip onto the floor of his house, Conan ran to get his medicine kit.

Damn, I was so focused on reasoning just now that I forgot that the wound on that guy in Minglai hadn't been dealt with yet.

Looking inexplicably at the back of the little detective leaving, Di Lu, who didn't want to dirty the sofa, simply sat cross-legged on the floor on the spot.

"I'll bring you a fresh blood sample back tomorrow, the only case of taking ATPX-4869 that did not die but became smaller~

—Camus”

"Got it, don't use waves, it seems to be a strange uncle, it's a little disgusting.

Also, stay safe and come back early.

—sherry”

Oops, another tsundere.

Di Lu, who heard the footsteps, put away his mobile phone, and looked at Conan, who was climbing downstairs with difficulty carrying the medicine box step by step, Di Lu thought about it, and still didn't run out directly in front of him as originally planned, but sat obediently in place, waiting for him to walk slowly in front of him.

"I never thought this medicine box was so heavy before."

The black line complained, and Conan opened the medicine box and took out alcohol and bandages.

"How did you do that? I don't know how to deal with the wound myself..."

Looking at Delu, who was almost soaked in blood, Conan felt that it was a miracle that this guy had survived until now.

Blinked innocently, Di Lu didn't know what to say, he couldn't tell him not to worry, the wound was fake, but because the world refused to return it, it would show the appearance of a real wound, right?

In short, let's be silent and perfunctory.

Conan looked at the rare man who was sitting quietly and obediently on the ground, allowing himself to give him medicine, and he didn't know what to say for a while, but after tying the bandages on his head tightly, he began to deal with his body again.

Looking at Di Lu, who had no fluctuations at all, Conan couldn't help but increase his strength, and then found that this person still had no fluctuations, as if he couldn't feel pain.

"I said, don't you hurt?"

Conan couldn't help but ask.

"It doesn't hurt."

Dilu shook her head honestly, after all, it really didn't hurt.

Also, after all, if you go undercover in that organization, you will only suffer more and more serious injuries... Maybe for him, these are really just minor injuries, so he will forget to deal with them and continue to do what he has to do...

Thinking that Gu Yue Minglai was to keep him from getting involved in danger and to stop him with injuries, Conan was in a heart.

Di Lu, who had no idea what the hell Conan had made up in his head, lowered his head and stood up when he saw that the last wound on his body had been treated.

"I should go back, little detective, and you should be careful."

With a wave of its hand, it climbed out of the window, rushed downstairs to its own house, and climbed in through the wide-open window.

Conan: "..."So why can't you just walk through the door?" Could this be the persistence of the shark hand in the dark? (no typo)

On the other side, Di Lu, who had just climbed up the window and stared at Akai Shui: "..."

"You've been waiting here, all boring, aren't you?"

Faced with Di Lu's unbelievable question, Akai Xiu turned his head sideways, noncommittal, and stepped forward, but frowned when he smelled the smell of medicine on Di Lu's body.

"You're hurt?"

Listening to this mixture of strangeness, worry, doubt, and schadenfreude, Dilu rolled her eyes and stopped thinking about it.

It's still busy taking a bath, Akai Shuichi or something, whatever, let him die.

Seeing clearly the direction Di Lu was heading, a trace of doubt flashed in Akai Shui's eyes, and he directly pulled Di Lu and pulled off the blood-soaked coat that he didn't know when he was wearing again.

The blood-stained bandages that were wrapped in layers of them were shocked, and his tone was full of anger when he spoke.

"Hurt to such an extent that you still want to take a bath, don't you want to live?"

Yes... It turns out that this injury is actually very serious in the eyes of others? Dilu's discovery after his realization.

Then he was picked up by Shuichi Akai and reprocessed the bandage that had just been tied on his body.

Is there something wrong with you? Cat question mark?

Seeing Dilu's doubts, Shuichi Akai took out the disposal items angrily.

"The person who treated your wound was a little unprofessional, emergency treatment was okay, but it was not enough to recover from the wound, although you didn't hurt the bones, but some of the wounds were very deep, and it was difficult for him to stop the bleeding with that treatment."

pressed his forehead, and the spicy blue man seemed to be a little speechless.

"You really have a big heart, you dare to let others touch your wounds casually, if I have any bad intentions, you are gone now."

Swallowing the phrase "It's not a real wound anyway", Di Lu looked at Shuichi Akai, the No. 3 shovel officer and No. 2 nanny, and decided to be honest first.

Well, in fact, it's just cowardice.

And looking at Di Lu's obviously cowardly little eyes, Akai Shuichi, who felt that he had hallucinated the ears of a cat and a cat, sighed, after all, he didn't say anything more excessive, and treated the wound of his colleague who went out to play and got injured.

"You already knew that bomber was going to blow up the building, that's why you're in such a hurry?"

While processing, Shuichi Akai asked.

It knows that the ultimate purpose of this dog thing is intelligence!

Although he was frantically complaining in his mind, Di Lu still answered honestly.

"No, actually, at first I thought he was going to blow up the ring tracks, but later I found out that the purpose was the municipal building."

"In such a hurry? Are you a Japanese police officer? ”

Di Lu shook his head, it is not a Japanese police officer, but it does have a Japanese police officer under it.

"Don't ask, enough is enough, FBI! Don't forget that you're just a fugitive traitor. ”

Because Shuichi Akai treats wounds faster than Conan and is relatively more professional, Diluba, who feels that the wounds all over his body have been treated, ruthlessly pushed Shuichi Akai away directly, refusing to answer the questions he didn't finish.

In his opinion, just helping to treat an indifferent wound and answering two questions is already a very profitable price for him.

"It's still so willful... The FBI's ace personally helped to treat the wound at least worth three questions, right? ”

This is the ace agent who clearly doesn't think so.