Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Several people went to Xiaolan's room together.

When hearing them chatting together, the latter also suggested calling Pu Siqinglan, who was alone.

Conan, who was originally thinking about how to test the other party, seemed very active. He pulled Yun Xianhe and followed behind Yuanzi to find someone.

Pu Siqinglan was obviously very happy to receive the invitation:

"No problem, thank you. I'll be right there, just a moment."

The little detective stood at the door and looked into the other person's room. Apart from the photo frame on the table, there was nothing strange about it.

"Gullickeli? Could that be a photo of her boyfriend?"

Noticing that, Sonoko spoke very boldly.

Yun Xianhe, who read it in Russian, suddenly understood.

He remembered... when he was looking up information, was there someone called 'Gulioli Rasputin'?

By the way, if we change the word order of "Pusi Qinglan", it will become Rasputin.

Looking at Pu Siqinglan who put the photo frame on the table, Yun Xianhe always felt that he had seen the truth.

A group of people gathered in the room chatting and laughing. Conan tried to find out Pu Siqinglan's whereabouts last night, but to no avail.

Feeling his face stiff from smiling, the little detective changed direction:

"Oh, this is so strange. Why does Sister Qinglan's flower language sound so strange?"

"Hey?"

"Because Brother Xianhe is also a flower grower, Sister Qinglan's flower growing language sounds different from Brother Xianhe's."

The brave man whose name was suddenly called looked up with half a biscuit in his mouth, looking extremely harmless.

"what happened?"

Looking at Yun Xianhe who seemed to be dazed again, Conan twitched his lips and continued:

"Is this the dialect you speak? Oh, by the way, this word was also taught to me by Brother Xianhe."

“Ah, haha, this…”

Yun Xianhe ate the biscuit and glanced at Pu Siqinglan, who was sweating a little, and said sympathetically:

"Ms. Pu Si probably has a strange accent because she works abroad for many years and rarely returns to China."

"really?"

Conan blinked his big eyes and looked at Pu Si Qinglan innocently and simply (? )

The latter laughed dryly twice, and admitted along these lines:

"Indeed it is."

lie.

The little detective's glasses reflected a strange light, but he still pretended to know nothing and continued to ask like a curious child:

"Hey - if I grow up and stay abroad for a long time, will it be the same?"

"Probably."

Pu Siqinglan felt that there was something wrong with the child next to her, and it seemed that he was trying to figure out her identity in his words and deeds.

But... the other party is just a child.

Could it be that someone taught him to say that?

Thinking of this, Pu Siqinglan glanced at Yun Xianhe.

The other person was sitting by the window.

From beginning to end, he would either quietly look out the window at the scenery, or occasionally say a few words;

Or they just keep eating and drinking, as if they are not listening to anything.

The eyebrows and eyes, illuminated by the soft light of the sun, looked extremely gentle, and the eyes were extremely innocent.

…Is she overthinking it?

"That's a lot like me. I've been living somewhere else since I was 20, so my neon language is weird."

Natsumi Kosaka on the side spoke up.

The others sighed at the appropriate time.

"By the way, speaking of strange neon language, I still remember a sentence that left a deep impression on me when I was a child..."

Sonoko: "Eh? What are you talking about?"

"Baluxenikukatamei."

"Hey?"

"I think it was 'Did Baruxue buy meat?' But I have no impression of this person's name at all."

Yun Xianhe on the side swallowed the last bite of biscuit, patted the biscuit crumbs on his hands, and said nonchalantly:

"Could it be Russian?"

"Hey?"

"Because Ms. Kosaka's ancestors were from the Mao Bear Country, right?"

Yun Xianhe felt that the biscuits were a bit sweet and took a few sips of coffee.

Then he half-leaned on the sofa and responded to the people who were eagerly waiting for his explanation:

"If you change the punctuation, it will read 'Baruxepnik', which means 'magician at the end of the century' in Neon language."

"The magician at the end of the century...wait, is this the same as what was written in Kidd's notice?"

Conan was stunned when he suddenly remembered this.

Yun Xianhe waved his hand and explained:

"I think this should be the name of Mr. Kiichi. Some people call craftsmen who invent various wonderful devices 'magicians'. Maybe this is how he got his name."

"Hey——"

"So, Kidd wrote that in the notice because he knew that the producer of the Egg of Memories was Mr. Kiichi, right?"

Xiaolan's mind worked very quickly, which made Yun Xianhe unable to help but look at her again and praised her approvingly:

"Yes, that should be it."

It seems that I have to keep a closer eye on Conan today. Xiaolan's quick thinking and reaction ability makes it easy for her to catch him.

Fortunately, probably because the reasons Yun Xianhe gave in the morning were too profound (?).

So much so that when Conan let slip his birthday, few people believed him.

Yuanzi also teased the other party, saying that he is now Yun Xianhe's disciple and he should not always remember Shinichi.

Xiaolan, who was standing by, laughed at the frustrated little detective.

Then God added a death question about "Which of the two masters, Shinichi and Xianhe, do you like better?"

In order to maintain his status as "Kudo Shinichi's number one fanboy",

Conan first glanced at Yun Xianhe, then pretended to be very confused and muttered:

"How do you compare these two people..."

"Pfft, Xiaolan, I think it's because Xianhe-kun is here, so this kid is embarrassed to choose. Otherwise, this guy will definitely choose that mystery geek."

The 'mystery geek' sitting across from the garden tightened his arms around his chest, looking very unconvinced:

"No!"

He is not a mystery maniac! He is not that narcissistic!

The young detective denied it repeatedly, but he looked like he was furious and embarrassed after his thoughts were exposed.

Combined with the appearance of today's children, it looks really interesting.

The brave man who secretly took the photo with the system camera even thought for a moment, if Ms. Yukiko saw it, would she think of taking her baby son to hone his acting skills and enter the film and television industry?

...Forget it, Conan has an accident-prone physique if he were to make a movie.

After the entire film is finished, I guess all the people in the crew will have to be replaced.

Afternoon tea ended in a harmonious atmosphere.

Until the meal, nothing happened except the antique ring that Mr. Hanchuan took out.

Just when Yun Xianhe thought that today would pass peacefully, he heard a series of hurried footsteps in the corridor.

"You said, Mr. Hanchuan is dead?"

"Yes! Brother Xianhe, come with me!"

Yun Xianhe, who was dragged to the scene by Conan, pushed his glasses and did not rush in. He just stood at the door and looked around the entire scene.

Shot in the right eye...

Did Kidd say his monocle was broken, right eye too?

Originally, Yun Xianhe thought that the other party's hit on his right eye was unintentional.

After all, if the other party wanted to rob and kill Kidd, they would probably aim directly at his head.

The hit to the right eye was just a coincidence.

Now look at it again...a killer who specializes in shooting the right eye?

Thinking of this, Yun Xianhe followed Conan and others to the hall, waiting for the arrival of the police.

During this time, Yun Xianhe took out his mobile phone to check if there were any killers in the world who specialized in shooting the right eye.

Conan on the side looked over curiously, but only saw a large amount of code flashing by, and had no idea what the other person was looking at.

"Brother Xianhe, what are you looking at?"

“A walking list of bonuses.”

"??"

As expected of Inspector Megure, his response time is as fast as ever.

When Yun Xianhe saw Officer Bai Niao following behind the other party, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Good evening, Officer Shiratori."

"Good evening, Mr. Yun."

Why on earth can this person always recognize him at a glance? !

Could it be that the bracelet was exposed?

That’s not right, the bracelet is invisible. The policemen next to it didn’t notice it.

Kaito Kidd, wearing the limited skin 'Shiratori Renzaburo', greeted Yun Xianhe politely, then turned around and followed Inspector Megure and others to investigate the scene.

Inspectors found a ballpoint pen with the name "Mr. Nishino" written on it at the scene, which was considered a breakthrough in the case.

The group arrived at the reception room, and Mr. Nishino, who was identified as the first suspect, was unable to defend himself.

Everyone was talking about it until Officer Takagi, who was conducting the search, brought over a ring:

"Officer Megure, I found this in Mr. Nishino's room."

"Oh! It's the ring of Maria, the third daughter of Nicola II. It's the one that Mr. Hanchuan put on his neck before!"

Maori Kogoro snorted and smiled when he saw the evidence, and he was obviously full of confidence:

"Now we have the evidence! Mr. Nishino, what do you have to say?"

Yun Xianhe, who had just finished looking up the killer's profile, looked up and came to the rescue at the right time:

"The murderer is not Mr. Nishino."

"What? Yun boy, did you find something?"

"Because there was a torn feather pillow at the scene, right? Mr. Nishino is allergic to feathers, so he wouldn't do something like that."

Hearing this, Maori Kogoro was stunned for a moment. Inspector Megure beside him looked at Nishino Masato:

"Is what he said true?"