Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Huibara Ai opened her mouth but did not deny Yun Xianhe's theory.

He even felt that the person next to him was more suitable to be a detective than Edogawa—a detective who was so cautious that it was shocking.

"…Feel sorry,"

"No, it's normal to be suspicious and vigilant."

Yun Xianhe interrupted Huiyuan Ai's next words. He tilted his head towards her and slightly raised the corner of his lip:

"Are we even? I hope we can work together well in the future."

"I hope you can protect that guy before I develop an antidote. If Gin knows your identity, he will not let you go."

Yun Xianhe was stunned when he heard this, then he laughed:

"of course."

The wind started to blow in the leeward area.

The brave man standing in the cold wind felt heavy in the head.

Coupled with the gradually worsening muscle weakness in his limbs, his body even began to shake.

[“Why are you a hero!”]

The scene before my eyes distorted for a moment.

On the snowy plain, the crazy adventurer placed his knife across the young man's white neck.

He seemed to want a reason, as if he wanted to prove something:

[“Come on, come on! Let me see how powerful you are!”]

[“You bastard! We saved you! We took you in! Otherwise you would have frozen to death long ago!”]

The hot-tempered Cotton looked at the person in front of him with gritted teeth, holding a long knife tightly in his hand, as if he was going to rush up and tear him to pieces.

[“Save me? Hahahaha! Save me? You guys have ruined my life!”]

The adventurer looked crazy, and waved the knife around the neck of the unconscious Guide like a madman.

With blood on his forehead, Taiyang fell behind the opponent. He had just fallen down after being suddenly attacked by the opponent.

The middle-aged adventurer sneered at the young hero who looked like he was frightened and stunned:

[“Why is he a hero? Reflexes, speed, skills! Which of these aspects are not better than his! Hmm? You have seen it all these days, right? Which of my poor performances? Tell me! Why! Why is he a hero!!”]

I don’t know how much hard study and experience I have gone through.

Among those who finally passed the final adventurer test but failed to pass the divine selection,

These stubborn people who thought they were the chosen ones finally bared their fangs towards the brave team.

The other party was a well-received lone ranger, and this time, rescuing him was just a matter of convenience for Yun Xianhe and his team.

No one expected this to happen.

After all, the other party had sworn an oath to the most almighty god.

The cold wind flowed into my heart through my collar.

The brave man stared expressionlessly at the adventurer who was carrying the guide, and clenched his hands tightly at his sides.

[“What do you have to do to let him go?”]

The adventurer was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then burst into laughter.

[“Okay, okay! Hahaha! A brave man, right? Aren’t brave men the only choice in the world? Aren’t they the most powerful?”]

Clang,

A dagger was thrown by the opponent at the hero's feet.

The other person smiled maliciously, his wide-open eyes were full of red bloodshot, revealing a morbid excitement.

[“I just want to know, after this thing is stabbed into your heart, will the world choose us, the inferior ones, again?”]

The adventurer pursed his lips as he spoke the last word, like a lion suppressing its anger.

Yun Xianhe glanced at the dagger thrown by the other party and did not bend down.

Instead, he pulled out a brand new dagger from his mustard seed space and pointed it at his heart.

There was no joy or anger, nor compassion, on the brave man's expressionless face.

He just looked at the other person calmly and pronounced the verdict calmly:

【"sad."】

["What did you say?"]

Before the other party could finish speaking, the brave man had already thrown the dagger in his hand.

The tip of the knife hit him right between the eyebrows, and the entire blade was embedded in the opponent's head.

Kill with one blow.

Cotton, Ghost and Uncle Stone, who had been prepared for a long time, stepped forward immediately.

One caught the unconscious gentleman, and two took Sun to bandage his wound.

The brave man at that time stood there, looking at the glaring red remaining on the snow, and lowered his eyes slightly.

He seemed to be asking himself this question for the first time:

Why did the man who everyone said was a good person kidnap Mr. and Sun?

...Didn’t you promise to thank them?

Is it because the devil was defeated and the evil of human nature replaced the great evils that plagued the world?

call--

A cold wind blew past the brave man, causing him to stagger and his body to tilt slightly.

When I looked up again, the corpse on the ground had disappeared, replaced by a thin layer of snow covering the grass under my feet.

At the foot of the snow-capped mountains,

The brave team wore thick warm clothes and moved forward into the mountains, chatting and laughing.

Yun Xianhe looked up, his pupils shrank slightly.

[“Is there someone over there?”]

The guide who was surveying the terrain raised his eyebrows slightly.

He looked at each other and finally looked at Yun Xianhe, asking for his opinion.

Don't go over there, he's not a good person.

【“How about going over and taking a look?”】

Don't go over there,

[“Hmm——Ayun is right. What if there is hope?”]

Sun raised the large staff in his hand, confident in his healing magic:

[“Even if he only has one breath left, I will save him!”]

Don't go over there!!

The real hero's body shook and he almost stumbled forward.

His outstretched, straightened fingertips seemed to be trying to grasp something.

Zhu Fu Jingguang turned around when he heard the sound, and quickly supported the fallen Yun Xianhe.

Feeling the force of the other person's grip on his arm,

Realizing that the other party was still awake, Zhu Fu Jingguang held him in a half-hug, his tone somewhat anxious:

"What's wrong Xianhe?! Are you dizzy?!"

After saying that, Zhu Fu Jingguang turned his gaze to Huihara Ai who had just stood with Yun Xianhe.

Watching the other person rushing out, Huibara Ai was stunned at first, then shook her head helplessly.

Conan on the side quickly came forward.

He looked up at the person whose head was half lowered and whose entire face was blocked by hair, and said with some worry:

"Brother Xianhe?"

snap,

Before Conan could raise his head completely, a drop of water suddenly fell from the other person's hair and hit the lens of his glasses.

The young detective looked closely, almost in astonishment, at the person who was being supported by Zhu Fu Jingguang, with his eyes wide open and no one knowing what he was looking at.

"Xian, Xianhe brother?!"

The person who was called blinked and broke away from the illusion.

The dizziness brought on by the high fever crept up on me, causing all the images in my vision to shake and become distorted.

The pair of heterochromatic eyes, still covered with mist, stared blankly at Conan, the confusion and grief in them seemed enough to drown a person.

Yun Xianhe came back to his senses and blinked blankly.

Tiny stains of water stuck to his crow-feather-like eyelashes, leaving a small string of crystals.

Someone who didn't realize that he was crying first noticed that he was being held up by Zhufu Jingguang.

Yun Xianhe, who felt that his arms still had some strength left, smiled nonchalantly and tried to stand up:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Guang, I may have been a little distracted."

"Don't move. I'll take you to the clinic for a checkup."

Feeling the other party's momentary resistance, Zhu Fu Jingguang changed the destination in time.

Yun Xianhe shook his head in a daze, still wondering how to stand up.

"Don't worry, I just feel a little dizzy, I'll be fine in a while."

"You must get treatment now."

"Don't go."

Those who tried to regain control of their legs firmly refused.

Zhu Fujingguang looked at the person who tried to push him away and frowned:

"Stop it."

Yun Xianhe stopped suddenly when he heard this.

He seemed to be under a spell, his whole body stiffened and he stopped struggling.

Feeling as if something was wrong, Zhu Fujing's eyebrows jumped, and he tilted his head slightly to look at the person who was nearby:

"Idle Crane?"

The person whose name was called seemed to have just come to his senses and looked up at him cautiously.

With the lights on around me,

Zhu Fujing, who had just seen the mist in the other person's eyes, suddenly froze, as if he had been hit hard in the heart by a punch.

The pale-faced brave man just stared at him blankly, as if trying to see through his heart.

The other person's lips, which were chapped due to dryness, straightened after a slight pursing, and replied with a trembling but firm voice:

"…I don't."

"Brother Xianhe, don't cry, let's not go to the hospital, okay? Mr. Midorikawa lied to you! He just wanted to scare you!"

The little detective at the side comforted him clumsily.

The person who was trapped by the high fever and the "dream-like" state did not respond to him, but just looked at Zhufu Jingguang who was so close to him helplessly.

"Why don't you believe me..."

The confused child asked his question sincerely:

"Everything I said is true..."

"Idle Crane?"

"I did not lie……"

"Xianhe! Wake up!"

"Why don't you believe me..."

"Come on, Xianhe! Look at me!"

Mr. Guang's shout failed to pull the hero out of the vortex of memories.

The other person shook off his hand, and as if in a fit of anger, he let himself stumble and fall, his entire face hitting the snow.

"Xianhe?!"

"Brother Xianhe!"

"Call an ambulance!"

The scene was in chaos.

The slightly cool touch travels from my cheek pressed against the snow to my brain.

Yun Xianhe, who was lying on the ground, blinked his eyes, and his heterochromatic pupils focused on a snowflake that had just fallen.

After his vision and consciousness blurred, what came into view was a group of people sitting by a campfire, inviting him to come over for dinner.

The hero stretched out his hand towards the sight.

so hungry…

So warm...