Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"Or should I call you Mr. 'kind police officer'?"

The man's blue pupils shrank suddenly.

Zhu Fujingguang looked stiffly at the boy who was so close to him, and the voice squeezed out of his throat was dry:

"Xianhe, what are you talking about?"

"Well - it's fine as long as Mr. Midorikawa likes it, but you should try to use better materials next time."

The boy withdrew his hand as if bored, without even looking at the cold medicine he was holding, he took a painkiller from the medicine box on the side and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Don't worry, I have no interest in your plans or country or anything like that. If I were interested, I would have gotten it long ago."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang was silent for a while.

Indeed, from the information he and Zero had found before, the boy in front of him had no need to become a bad guy.

If the other party becomes a criminal, it will be a very troublesome existence.

Moreover, the other party has never revealed their information over the years, otherwise Zero would have been exposed long ago.

However, they still need to be on guard against an extremely smart outsider who knows their secrets.

As if he had guessed what he was thinking, Yun Xianhe said in surprise:

"You wouldn't be so hostile to a seriously ill patient, right? Or would it be better for me to have a car accident and lose my memory?"

"..."

After a long silence, Zhu Fujingguang raised his eyes and looked at Yun Xianhe:

"As far as I know, Xianhe's hometown is actually in the Flower Planting Family, right?"

"Because I have to deal with some of my uncle's affairs. Plus, those people at home are arguing, so I don't want to go back."

What can he do if the heavens won't let him go? And even if he really goes back,

That's not his home...

The young man in front of him seemed to be distracted for a moment.

Zhu Fu Jingguang paused, not knowing whether it would bring back bad memories for the other party, and tightened his fingertips.

Almost forgot.

No matter how smart the person in front of you is, he is just a child who has not yet reached adulthood.

After all that I've been through, I'm still alone...

"Why did you leave me?"

“Cooking is delicious!”

Zhu Fujingguang's mouth twitched, and he looked at the person in front of him who was looking at him with his chin raised, and smiled bitterly:

"When did you find out?"

“At first sight.”

"Is my disguise so bad?"

"No, it's clever, but not in my opinion."

As he spoke, Yun Xianhe tapped the corners of his eyes. His heterochromatic pupils showed a hint of smile, and were unusually gentle.

"Can you tell me your name now?"

"…Zhufu Kagemitsu."

"Okay, Mr. Light."

"?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was inexplicably given a strange name, was stunned for a moment.

Looking at the boy in front of him who began to yawn, he smiled helplessly.

There was no way out. The boy in front of me was too smart.

Although he had anticipated this, he still didn't expect that he would be exposed so quickly.

"Mr. Guang, do you want to be my friend? Just like the companions a brave man meets on his adventure."

The description of the boy was very interesting. Zhu Fujingguang thought about it carefully and felt that it was a bit similar to the novel written by the other party.

"Okay."

The overly rash answer caused Yun Xianhe's smile to fade slightly.

He looked up at the wall clock, then fell back onto the tatami.

"I'll take a nap. Please wake me up at five o'clock, Mr. Guang."

Zhu Fujingguang looked like someone who had suddenly gotten angry, and very rationally did not ask the reason:

"Won't you take a break for a while?"

"No, it's a rare opportunity for me to go out and play, so I plan to go for a walk around."

Looking at the pills in his hand, Zhu Fujingguang said:

"Cold medicine,"

"Except for painkillers, I absorb less than one-tenth of the effectiveness of all the drugs, so it's useless to take them."

With his fingers slightly curled up, Zhu Fu Jingguang stared at Yun Xianhe's back in a daze, as if he suddenly understood something.

No wonder… No wonder the boy’s cold hasn’t gotten better.

Looking at Yun Xianhe who turned on the "refuse to communicate" mode, Zhu Fu Jingguang sighed, stood up and got a quilt for the other party.

The little Tiandao who was watching the show rubbed his chin and asked when he didn't understand:

[Why did Mr. Yun expose the other party?]

'Tell him to take away the bug in my living room, otherwise if someone overhears me talking to you, I'll look like a psychopath.'

[......]

The soft quilt had a faint woody floral scent. Yun Xianhe curled up in it, trying to fall asleep.

[“Since we are making friends, the most important thing is sincerity.”]

Although it is a mission, but...

If you want him to help you in the future, give him the so-called "sincerity" first.

Just as,

As a reward for inviting the brave man to join you.

·

"Xianhe, Xianhe!"

"Huh? It's dawn?"

The half asleep man opened his eyes with difficulty.

A large amount of information flooded into Yun Xianhe's brain along with the figure that came into his sight, causing him to frown in pain.

Snapped,

Covering the face of Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was closest to him, Yun Xianhe pushed him away with his eyes closed, and reached out to touch his glasses based on his memory.

"Mr. Guang, please don't come so close to me."

"Feel sorry,"

Yun Xianhe sat in the quilt with his frizzy hair, and subconsciously glanced around the room:

"They're all out?"

"Well, Mr. Moriki said that we should gather outside ten minutes before the fireworks start, and we can do whatever we want before then."

“Is that so… cough cough cough!”

"Are you okay? Why don't you rest for a while?"

Reaching out to take the water handed to him by the other party, Yun Xianhe took a small sip.

"No."

[Ding, it is detected that a case will occur here tonight, please be careful and protect your own safety. 】

As expected, where the Son of Destiny is, there will be disputes.

What's more, this is a world dominated by reasoning and solving crimes.

His fingertips gently stroked the cup, and his mind quickly went through the people he had met today.

who is it?

Who will be the victims?

Who will be the murderer?

He needs more information.

“Please post this.”

"Thank you."

After applying the cooling patch, Yun Xianhe stood up, stretched, and let out a long breath.

Come on, let him see if these two people deserve redemption today.

·

"Hello sir? Are you okay sir?"

"Wow!"

The other party's sudden scream scared Yun Xianhe. His heart skipped a beat and his face turned pale.

The young man clutched the clothes on his chest tightly and even staggered.

'what happened? ! ’

Xiao Tiandao looked at Yun Xianhe, whose physical condition was deteriorating rapidly, and felt helpless:

[Mr. Yun, your constitution is what will happen if you stay up too late.]

'Angina?'

"Xianhe?!"

Omura Jun came to his senses and turned around. When he saw the pale-faced Yun Xianhe, he hurried forward:

"How are you?!"

"Breathe. Breathe slowly."

Yun Xianhe, who was supported by Zhu Fu Jingguang to stand, once again and more intuitively felt the so-called "Physique 2".

Fortunately, fortunately, I almost got sent to the emergency room.

"It's okay, I'll just take it easy..."

Waved to the two of them, Yun Xianhe looked up slightly, just in time to see Horikoshi Yumi turning around and leaving upstairs.

What does that expression mean?

Yun Xianhe took a few deep breaths to calm his heartbeat, then pushed up his glasses and looked at the man in front of him.

So the man just now was scared by that woman?

Do they know each other?

He doesn't have much hostility, so it's impossible for him to become a murderer or a victim.

On the contrary, it was the bald man in the bathtub just now who was quite aggressive.

As for that woman just now...

"Sorry, I was distracted. Are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"It's okay, sir, do you know the lady just now?"

As he spoke, Yun Xianhe pointed upwards towards the stairs.

Atsushi Omura froze for a moment, obviously still a little afraid of the other person's expression just now.

"That's my college classmate. We are here today to hold a class reunion."

Speaking of this, Omura Jun looked at Yun Xianhe in front of him and seemed to suddenly remember something:

"Ah, you're the one from before!"

"Yes."

"Omura, what are you doing? Why did you take so long? Oh, it's that guy from before."

"what happened?"

People in the billiard room all looked over.

The boy's heterochromatic eyes, one gold and one blue, scanned everyone present one by one.

Excluding the protagonists, are Mr. Ayashiro and that lady husband and wife?

The remaining two...

Found the person most likely to have committed the crime.

But if it was really the other party, then what was the reason that made him kill him?

Why choose this most extreme and radical method?

Countless guesses flashed through my mind.

The rapidly disappearing energy made the boy's face turn slightly pale and his forehead ached.

“That’s why I said I couldn’t figure it out…”

"Idle Crane?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang on the side looked at Yun Xianhe with some concern.

“It’s okay, Mr. Guang, please call Mr. Moriki and tell him that I might be late.

Mr. Maori, can you lend me Conan for a while?"

"Eh? Ah..."

The moment he heard his name, Conan got out of the crowd and ran directly to Yun Xianhe.

The young detective looked the other person up and down, frowning slightly.

"Brother Xianhe,"

"I made an appointment with Conan to go out and play together. I will bring him back after the fireworks are over."

Conan:?

When did it happen? How come he didn't know?

"Is that so? Conan, please don't bother Yun-kun too much."

Hearing this, Xiaolan at the side agreed, and Conan replied obediently:

"it is good--"

The crowd dispersed and the corridor became quiet.

Conan, Yun Xianhe and Zhufu Jingguang were left behind.

Looking at the two of them, the big and small, looking at each other in bewilderment, the brave man standing in the middle smiled and said:

"I'll take you to see a play."