Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Zhu Fu Jingguang, Xiao Lan and others walked behind him and looked at him.

When Yuanzi heard the police officer at the scene say the estimated time of death was 8-9 o'clock, he looked a little scared.

"Xiao Lan, don't you think that when we passed by last night, it was exactly that time?"

"correct."

Yun Xianhe keenly sensed a slightly malicious gaze coming from behind him.

He pretended to be nonchalant and looked towards Yuanzi, and asked casually:

"What was Sonoko doing at the time?"

"Hey? Chatting with Xiaolan."

"Um - no pictures taken around, right?"

"Of course, the fireworks display was over by then, and there wasn't much film in the camera."

Hearing this, Yun Xianhe nodded slightly.

But when Sonoko thought about the murder that happened so close to her last night, and that the victim and the previous victim were both brown-haired girls, she became very scared for a moment.

Yun Xianhe took out a handkerchief and handed it over, saying comfortingly:

"It's normal to be afraid, but we have two extremely powerful people here. As long as we don't leave, nothing should happen, right?"

Yun Xianhe, who had said this, looked at Daoxie Zhengyan, who was squeezing into the crowd as if wanting to stand behind the garden, and reached out and gently pushed Zhufu Jingguang who was standing beside him.

"Xiaolan, I don't need to tell you that Mr. Guang is very powerful. If things don't work out, don't I still have you to block it? Don't worry."

"It's okay. I will definitely protect you during your time in Izu."

The Taoist priest, whose position was blocked, laughed dryly twice and walked around Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Yun Xianhe supported his chin with one hand, and looked thoughtfully at the man who was a little nervous and even morbidly excited because of returning to the scene, and changed the subject:

"What kind of person is Mr. Daoxie's ex-girlfriend?"

"…ah?"

A hint of disgust and anger flashed across the other's eyes, but it was well hidden.

Daoxie Zhengyan looked down at Yun Xianhe who was sitting in the wheelchair, then glanced at Yuanzi who was protected by them, and smiled awkwardly:

"She is a very good girl. Maybe it's because I didn't give her enough sense of security."

"Yes—indeed."

"…What do you mean by that?"

Seeing Yun Xianhe looking him up and down, Daoxie felt a little annoyed.

How dare this damn sickly guy look down on him?

Yun Xianhe ignored the murderous intent in the other party's eyes, and said nonchalantly while looking at Officer Hengmizo:

"I'm just calculating our combat power. Speaking of which, Xiaolan, you can think back to that waiter."

"waiter?"

"The other party overlaps with you in some areas."

A chat that is incoherent.

However, after hearing the reminder from the other party, Xiaolan still tried hard to recall that face.

She always felt that the other person was very familiar and that she must have seen him somewhere.

Seeing that Yun Xianhe ignored him, Daoxie let out a slight click of the tongue.

Although it was only very light, it was enough to deduct points from the impression of those who heard it.

He seemed to realize that he had lost his composure.

Mikyou Masahiko cleared his throat and made an appointment with Sonoko to have dinner at another place.

"I will pick you up at 7pm. Just wait for me at the hotel entrance."

The other party seemed very considerate.

Yun Xianhe noticed that the plainclothes officer in the crowd had left.

He reached out and poked Zhu Fu Jingguang beside him, and asked expectantly:

"Did Mr. Guang ask them to leave the food behind?"

"Have."

The brave man was happy to hear these words, and he even looked at the Taoist priest next to him with a more favorable attitude.

"Okay, I'll take my leave now."

"Okay, see you tonight."

Looking at Mikyou Masahiko leaving, Sonoko couldn't help but reveal a slightly infatuated expression, as if she was captured by him.

Yun Xianhe looked at the other person's receding back, as if to remind him:

“Knowing people, knowing faces, but not knowing hearts.”

"Well - Xianhe, you're acting weird today. Did Mr. Daoxie offend you?"

Hearing this, Yuanzi put her hands on her hips and looked at Yun Xianhe.

The latter smiled and raised his eyebrows, looking out, speaking in a calm tone as if he was talking about today's weather:

"I just saw that he lied."

"……Why?"

"I just thought he looked familiar. If I remember correctly, that guy had chatted up a brown-haired girl before."

"real or fake?!"

When Yuanzi heard this, her first reaction was that her dream was shattered, and then she thought that Yun Xianhe must have seen it wrong.

Yun Xianhe, knowing that his words were not convincing, shrugged and said casually:

"Isn't there still an afternoon? You can ask the shop owners and employees who run shops near the beach. They should have some impression of it."

Xiaolan, who was standing by, couldn't help herself when she heard this.

She absolutely could not allow such a fickle man to hook up with her best friend.

Seeing the two girls angrily looking for evidence, Yun Xianhe tapped Zhu Fujingguang's arm again:

"Mr. Guang - I'll leave those two children in your care."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang showed an expression of "as expected".

He looked down at the person lazily lying in the wheelchair, his tone still a little worried:

"What about you?"

"As for me, of course I'm going to go back with the little detective to have a big meal. But don't worry, I'll treat you to another meal after you finish your investigation."

Yun Xianhe spoke very easily, and at the same time stroked the head of the little detective who was in deep thought beside him.

The latter staggered as he pulled her, and looked up with crescent eyes:

"Brother Xianhe, are you still in the mood to eat?"

There's been a murder.

"Eating is the most important thing in the world. Besides, if I don't eat well, I will be the next one to become a corpse."

Yun, who was making specious arguments, rubbed Conan's head twice in a good mood.

He let go of his hand just in time before the other party was about to lose his temper.

Conan was about to get angry but his spell was interrupted. He opened his mouth and felt his breath stuck in his throat.

"Haha, then I'll go first. Conan, please keep an eye on Xianhe for me and don't let him do anything dangerous."

"Hey, you should be talking to me, right? After all, I won't just follow a terrorist on a whim."

"Brother Xianhe!"

The young detective became furious after his dark history was exposed, and was then stopped by Yun Xianhe with just a finger.

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled at the two people playing, said hello, and quickly caught up with Xiaolan and Sonoko who were leaving.

Yun Xianhe and Conan, who stayed where they were, stopped their actions at the same time, and then faced the crime scene again and pondered.

"Any clues?"

"Not at all. The location is too remote. I can only hope that the murderer left some clues at the scene. Oh, right—"

Yun Xianhe tapped his palm when he said this, and waved to Officer Henggou in the distance:

"Officer Yokomizo—"

When Officer Yokomizo heard the voice, he looked up and immediately saw Yun Xianhe, who was glowing white in the crowd.

The latter's appearance was so obvious that he immediately remembered:

"It's you, the boy who solved the case! I remember your name is Xianyunyehe, right?"

"That's a pen name. Officer Yokomizo can just call me Xianhe."

"Good afternoon, Officer Yokomizo."

Seeing Officer Yokomizo coming over, Conan, who was standing next to the wheelchair, greeted him.

"Good afternoon, Conan. Wait, since Conan is here, does that mean Detective Maori is here too?"

The number one fan of Detective Maori looked around, and when he didn't see anyone, he cast his gaze on Yun Xianhe with expectation.

"It's a pity that we came to Izu to have fun, and Uncle Maori didn't come this time."

Yun Xianhe spread his hands with regret.

Officer Yokomizo did not feel disappointed when he heard this. He laughed and asked:

"So, Xianhe, do you have any clues to provide me?"

"It's not really a clue, but I feel like he's someone I can work with."

As he spoke, Yun Xianhe pointed to the other side of the road, where a fat man had walked some distance away and was almost out of sight.

"You never know what that person might know."

"Really? Okay!"

After getting the clue, Officer Yokomizo rushed over with full motivation.

Yun Xianhe half leaned on the wheelchair, took another look at the entire crime scene, then directly carried Conan to the wheelchair and walked back the way they came.

"Let's go, go back and eat first, then find out what's going on."

"Brother Xianhe, do you know that fat uncle?"

"I don't know him, but he's not a bad guy."

With Zhu Fu Jingguang's previous instructions, when Yun Xianhe returned to the restaurant, the food was still there untouched.

However, because we were away for a long time, the dishes had gone cold and the noodles were a bit lumpy.

The dark-skinned waiter, perhaps considering that Yun Xianhe was a patient, was considerate enough to reheat the dishes for him.

"Thank you, Mr. Champion."

"?"

Kyogoku Shindo glanced at Yun Xianhe when he was called that for the first time.

The latter smiled harmlessly, looking like the type who would be killed if he were to take even a single punch.

"champion?"

Conan on the side was obviously still out of the topic.

Yun Xianhe did not explain too much, but just asked Jingji Zhen:

"Can the hotel's dinner be customized?"

"can."

"Give me a big portion!"

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