Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

As he spoke, Zhu Fu Jingguang wrapped the thin scarf in his hand around Yun Xianhe's neck.

The latter sighed slightly, and faced the gazes of those people who were seeing this scene for the first time, and let Zhu Fu Jingguang manipulate him with dead fish eyes.

Conan on the side snickered twice, his tone slightly excited:

"Since you are tired, Brother Xianhe, go back with Brother Midorikawa and the others. I will listen to Brother Hattori."

The weather is getting cold. You, who are afraid of the cold due to poisoning, should go back quickly.

The young detective firmly believed that the hero was poisoned.

By the way, she also used the art of acting cute and coquettish, which is very consistent with her current image.

Yun Xianhe directly recorded it using the auxiliary system, intending to give it to Ms. Yukiko as Kudo Shinichi's dark history.

The brave man looked at the smiling little detective with dead fish eyes for a while, and said mercilessly:

"In that case, Conan, follow me back."

"Ok, eh?!"

"Let's stop our detective game today. Investigating cases is the job of adults. Just follow me and wait for your brother Heiji's triumphant return."

Conan subconsciously wanted to resist.

The brave man with amazing arm strength chose to interrupt physically, and directly picked up the man and covered his mouth.

"I know you are the best and will definitely listen to me."

“??? Mmmmm!!”

Hattori Heiji, who witnessed the whole process, was overjoyed.

However, he was still somewhat bothered by his previous dream, so when he saw these two people going back together, he was even a little happy.

"Xianhe is right, so Conan, just follow me back obediently."

Conan was still struggling, looking like a naughty kid having a bad temper.

Xiaolan, who was standing by, looked at Yun Xianhe who seemed a little unsteady, and was about to say something to Conan.

The other person gestured at her and walked away with Conan and Hattori, as if he was going to give a lecture.

The young detective who was put on the ground was about to argue, but Hattori Heiji squatted down and looked at him and said:

"This is Osaka. Let us handle this case. Just go back with Xianhe without any worries."

"Haha."

Conan laughed dryly twice, obviously dissatisfied with Hattori's words.

Yun Xianhe reached out to rub his head, but was dodged.

The little detective looked at Yun Xianhe with resentment on his face:

"It's all your fault, Brother Xianhe. You said you would take me back."

"Ha, do you think Xiaolan will allow you to follow Hattori if I go back?"

"..."

Conan had no way to refute, he was just trying to get away with it.

Hattori Heiji on the side looked at him with a helpless smile:

"But I know you very well. As soon as you see a loophole, you will take the opportunity to step in."

"To risk one's life."

Conan, who was about to nod, stopped instantly, smiled awkwardly and turned his head away to avoid Yun Xianhe's sight.

"I really can't stand you. I'll leave this thing with you for now."

As he said this, Hattori Heiji took off the amulet from his neck and hung it on Conan.

"amulet?"

"But just promise me that this is the end of the story today. Just be patient. I will tell you everything about this matter when I get home. Okay?"

Conan was still obviously reluctant.

Yun Xianhe, who was standing there blocking the view of others, couldn't help but let his thoughts wander.

Is that Officer Sakata afraid of him?

Afraid he'd see the truth?

No. Or maybe he was afraid that he would disrupt his next plans?

Seeing that Hattori Heiji refused to let him go, Conan had no choice but to give up.

"Hattori, take Mr. Hikaru with you."

"what?"

"I think today might be a bit dangerous. It would be much safer to take Mr. Guang with me."

Hattori Heiji wanted to say something else.

Conan, who was standing by, realized that Yun Xianhe must have noticed a detail that he and Hattori did not notice, so he reached out and grabbed the corner of Hattori's clothes.

"Just listen to him."

The hero trusted by the little detective chuckled and turned to walk towards Zhu Fushigaki:

"Mr. Guang, since Conan and I can't go, please go with us to see what's going on."

"Ok?"

Zhu Fujingguang was stunned when his name was suddenly called.

Yun Xianhe seemed not to notice his daze, and put one hand on the other's shoulder and said casually:

"Heiji has already agreed. Thank you for your trouble. I will go back with Conan and have a good rest."

"it is good."

Sakata, who was standing by, frowned slightly when he heard what they said, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

But Hattori Heiji, who came right after him, tried to smooth things over, so he had no choice but to acquiesce.

When they passed each other before getting on the bus, Yun Xianhe whispered to Zhu Fu Jingguang:

"Keep an eye on that officer, protect Hattori."

Zhu Fu Jingguang paused while getting into the car.

Yun Xianhe grabbed the collar of the little detective who was trying to sneak up with one hand, and patted Zhu Fu's shoulder with the other hand:

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Guang. I'll treat you to a meal when I get back."

"Xianhe, remember to have a good rest when you go back."

"Yes Yes Yes."

Before leaving, Hattori Heiji lowered the window and said to Yun Xianhe and Conan who were sitting in the back seat opposite him:

"Don't worry, I won't let the murderer continue to do evil in Osaka. I'm risking my life."

Hattori is clearly very motivated.

The little detective sitting in the back seat with his neck restrained had a half-moon eye the whole time, looking very unconvinced.

"Okay! Let's go!"

The two gangs separated.

Conan, who was held in Yun Xianhe's arms, was still angry about his weight.

The former reached out and poked the other's face, saying with a smile:

"As for it?"

"Humph."

"Hattori was obviously afraid of the nightmare he had last night, so he sent you and me away. Didn't you see that?"

"That guy... dreams aren't real."

The rain outside the car window was getting heavier.

Feeling cold, the little detective broke free from Yun Xianhe's arms and sat between him and Xiaolan.

Yun Xianhe laughed softly and coughed twice.

He pulled the scarf around his neck upwards, and quietly took out a heating pad from his system backpack and stuck it on the back of his inner layer of clothing.

Yuanshan Heye on the side was obviously very interested in Yun Xianhe.

The latter noticed her gaze and turned his head to look over.

When meeting those heterochromatic eyes again, Toyama Kazuha suddenly understood what Hattori Heiji had said before when describing Yun Xianhe.

"She looks like she came out of a book."

The rain outside the window blurred the neon signs on the street. In this slightly dim environment, the young man seemed to be emitting a faint light.

She saw the other person turn his head and his light-colored lips curled up in a slight arc:

"Miss Yuanshan, is there something wrong?"

A polite yet distant tone.

Realizing his own gaffe, Toyama and Ye blinked, smiled awkwardly, and waved their hands:

"It's okay, I was just a little curious because Heiji always told me about you."

"Oh? How did Heiji describe me?"

"Well... he said you were a sickly, very clever novelist, like someone who came out of a book."

“Haha, I see.”

What the hell is this sick thing?

It seems that I have to discuss his fighting power with that piece of chocolate when I have time.

Xiaolan, who knew Yun Xianhe's fighting ability, smiled softly.

Conan, who was standing by, deliberately glanced at Yun Xianhe when he heard the word "illness".

When he noticed the danger in the other person's eyes, he prayed silently in his heart.

I hope Hattori won't be too miserable by then.

"I'm hungry again..."

Uncle Maori in the front seat said weakly.

Officer Otaki, who was driving, comforted him:

"In another 30 minutes, we can reach our chief's home in Neyagawa."

"His mother's cooking is recognized by everyone as the best."

He Ye replied at the right time, and Xiaolan beside him exclaimed.

I don’t know if something happened between the two girls in the afternoon, but the atmosphere was better than in the morning.

Kogoro was very happy to hear this:

"Now I have hope!"

Yun Xianhe was obviously looking forward to this, but he was so sleepy that he couldn't concentrate.

A rapid phone call interrupted the group's attempt to continue their conversation.

Officer Otaki, who was driving, answered the phone:

"I'm Otaki."

……

"What?! You said that you found the car of the wanted Kiichiro Numabuchi in Minoh Mountain?! Okay! I'll be there right away!"

Yun Xianhe, who was about to take a nap, was awakened by Officer Otaki's loud voice.

"I'm sorry Mr. Maori, but I may have to ask you to go to the lady's dinner later. I have to stop by somewhere now!"

Officer Otaki skillfully pressed the portable alarm on the car, made a beautiful drift and drove towards the destination.

Yun Xianhe, who was shaken and hit against the car door glass, reached out his hand with dead eyes and patted the little detective's head.

He knew it.

How could I go back and eat peacefully when I have the son of greatest luck with me?

Conan felt like someone was pinching his head: ???

Yun Xianhe quickly withdrew his strength and took out the dried meat from his backpack and stuffed it into his mouth.

I also gave some to Maori Kogoro in the front seat:

"Uncle Maori, have some food to fill your stomach. Mr. Guang cooked it and it tastes pretty good."

"Oh, thank you."

"Here, this is for you, Xiaolan. Officer Otaki, please open your mouth."

"what?"

Officer Otaki, who had a piece of dried meat stuffed in his mouth for no apparent reason, was stunned for a moment, and the steering wheel under his command shook and almost deviated.

“Oh, it tastes good!”

"right."

The tense atmosphere in the car was dispersed by the dried meat.

When we arrived at the place, Officer Otaki got out of the car first:

"Excuse me, I will find a young man to take you to the director's house right now."

Yun Xianhe, who was sitting in the back seat, pretended to take out an umbrella from his backpack, and got out of the car holding the umbrella in one hand and carrying Conan in the other.

"Idle Crane?"

"I'll go take a look. If I can help solve the case, we can go back together earlier, right?"

"But your body,

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Yun Xianhe slammed the car door shut and strode in the direction Officer Otaki left.

He glanced at the little detective who was looking around obediently in his arms, and said expressionlessly:

"It's all because of you and Mr. Guang. Everyone seems to think that I have a terminal illness."

"Hmm? Anyway, since you are not in good health, it would be nice to have someone care about you more."

"Not at all. I don't like being treated specially."

It made him seem like something fragile.