Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"Don't touch your hands with water. Don't eat anymore."

"Woo, woo, just one piece—"

The brave man lying on the table spoke pitifully, picking at the rim of the bowl with his hands wrapped like dumplings in gauze.

His usually pale face was slightly red due to the high fever, and there was an old actor's fever-reducing patch on his forehead.

However, this time, it was Officer Takagi who helped buy the antipyretic patch. I don’t know what his mood was, but the antipyretic patch he bought even had a stamp on it.

The furry cat head looks very much like someone.

Zhu Fu Jingguang held the unpeeled apple in one hand and took the bowl away with the other, saying in a firm tone:

"No, it's too sour. If I eat any more, I'll have a stomachache."

"This piece must not be sour!"

"No, wait until it's made into preserved fruit before eating it."

The cut apple pieces were taken away.

Yun Xianhe held his injured hand with a very sad expression, as if the boss of the company had lost a big order.

Zhu Fu Jingguang silently thought that he could not compromise, so he simply lowered his eyes and didn't look.

As long as he can't see it, I won't be soft-hearted!

"Xianhe, if you feel uncomfortable, go and rest for a while. I will call you for dinner."

"Haiyi...can I go play with Mr. Chiba?"

“He’s working.”

"Haha, that's true..."

The person slumped on the table was talking idly, fiddling with the apple peel that Zhu Fu Jingguang had peeled.

By the time Zhu Fu Jingguang noticed it, the apple peel had been rolled into flowers.

"General!"

"..."

Jing Guangma sighed helplessly and gently rubbed Yun Xianhe's head with the back of her clean hand:

"Didn't Conan contact you?"

"Hmph - that guy, after knowing that I was being targeted by the murderer, he said he would not let me help with the investigation no matter what. He also said that this was a matter for detectives and the police, and novelists should not get involved."

Yun Xianhe slammed the table angrily, picked up a clean apple and took a bite:

"When there's something going on, he'll say 'Why aren't you a detective?' When there's nothing going on, he'll say 'You're a novelist, don't get involved.' What a damned fellow!"

"Eat the ripe apples bought here."

“…Ahahaha…”

The brave man put down the green fruit on the other side with a guilty conscience and took the red apples in a disguised manner.

The apples I bought tasted average.

Even if they are ripe, they are not as delicious as the fruits grown from the fruit trees produced by the system.

Adhering to the principle of not wasting, Yun Xianhe ate it anyway, then picked up the unripe fruit and continued to eat it.

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn’t understand, how could this unripe apple be so delicious?

Jingle Bell--

"Hey, Conan, any clues?"

Conan on the other end of the phone shared with Yun Xianhe what he had just found out.

Yun Xianhe rubbed his chin and thought for a moment before saying:

"Hmm - the victim was called Doctor Nino, right? I suggest you check his character back then."

"That's what I meant."

Conan on the other end of the phone looked at some information he had written down in the notebook, and discussed some doubts with Yun Xianhe.

Yun Xianhe, who had just hung up the phone, received a call from Maori Kogoro.

The other party's tone was very excited, and you could feel it even when reading the subtitles:

"Yun boy! It's all right now! We've caught the murderer!"

"Hey? Who is the murderer?"

"It's You Chengzhen, the son of the deceased police officer You Cheng."

Speaking of this, Kogoro Mori also felt a little sad.

A line of faint subtitles appeared in the field of vision, saying something like "Let me go, I'm not the murderer."

Yun Xianhe couldn't hear any sound and couldn't tell whether the person who was arrested was the same person he saw that day.

But since Conan is still investigating, it means that it is not yet time to discover the truth of this case.

"Uncle Maori, where's Xiaolan?"

"Oh, in the tropical park, Dr. Agasa, Sonoko and those little brats are playing with her."

Kogoro Mori, who was planning to escort the criminal to Inspector Megure with Takagi, said a few more words and then hung up the phone.

Yun Xianhe, who always felt that something was not right, frowned slightly and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang who had just entered the kitchen carrying an apple.

"Mr. Guang, I want to go and take a look."

The hand holding the bag of sugar paused.

Zhu Fujingguang turned to look at Yun Xianhe, who had a serious expression, and pointed at his ear:

"Can you hear me now?"

"..."

"You still have a fever. If you need anything, please ask me or Officer Chiba outside."

A disguised way of refusing to go out.

The brave man who was half leaning on the chair straightened his body and wanted to explain the situation to the other party.

Trays filled with apples are sent into the oven.

The subtitles in the field of vision first made a "bang" sound, which showed that Zhu Fu Jingguang had used considerable force to close the door just now.

"I am meddling in other people's business. Can you please consider yourself first before considering others?"

Ding, buzz——

The oven starts to operate.

It was already evening and the sun was half set.

The unlit kitchen was a little dim, with only a sliver of warm light from the oven falling on the other person's expressionless face, making it impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

People who can't hear naturally cannot read the seriousness and hidden worries in the other person's tone from the subtitles.

Yun Xianhe opened his mouth and closed it after a while.

The expression on his face was adjusted to the most familiar gentle state, as if he was wearing a mask:

"I know, thank you Mr. Guang for your concern."

No, you don't.

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't say anything, just stood there looking at Yun Xianhe.

The two looked at each other.

The familiar gaze made Yun Xianhe dazed for a moment.

Finally, he looked away in embarrassment and joked as usual:

"I can't help it. Xiaolan is a friend. And the person another friend cares about the most. Double buff."

As the tasker, just follow the plot.

This kind of world without a script is more likely to make people pay more attention to it.

It would be nice to treat your good targets as real friends.

A limited, once-in-a-lifetime "friend".

What's more, they have their own social circles in their small world. As an outsider, you just need to complete the task and make friends as you like.

...That's what he thought.

[“Yun Xianhe, look into my eyes.”]

[“Do you really… consider me as your friend? Who are you looking at through me?”]

The son of destiny from a certain dimension looked at him with a complicated expression.

The expression on that familiar face was so strange, and it didn't match the person in the half-sealed memory in any way.

When the other party saw Yun Xianhe naturally showing the gentle expression he had when they first met, he was stunned for a moment.

Then he suddenly laughed, and his laugh was so sad.

The son of destiny looked at Yun Xianhe's heterochromatic eyes that showed no emotion at all, and asked in confusion:

[“Master Imperial Master, there are so many of us and we have been with you for such a long time.”]

【"Why……"】

[“Why are you still alone…”]

"Xianhe, you said you wanted to be partners, right?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang asked this question.

He recalled the other party's change of expression the first time he easily agreed.

After such a long time, he discovered that Yun Xianhe was actually a person who did not easily believe in promises, but valued promises very much.

He wanted to make it clear to the other party that he had no intention of being perfunctory at the beginning, and that after spending so much time together, he really wanted to make friends with the other party.

but,……

When I saw this very similar sentence in the subtitles,

The people from the other world had a moment of inferiority as if all their thoughts had been exposed.

At first, I approached this person just to complete a mission, but now he has become a "friend" who can let the other person get a glimpse of my true self.

After all, his motives were not pure from the beginning.

Just like the apple you just ate.

No matter how good it looks, the taste is not what you want most.

Just as he gave them care and received care from them.

It's all shallow illusions and imaginary wishes.

The subtitles in front of me and the questioning voices of some people in my mind overlap with each other.

With tens of thousands of missions, there are only a few people who can truly be considered "friends".

In order to avoid losing again, he never opened his heart to anyone.

Now, has the person who has been with me the longest in this plane also discovered this problem?

The fingers hidden under the table were clenched tightly, and the wound that had just healed burst, staining the gauze with a layer of bright red.

...How ugly, a brave man who acts like a coward.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Hikaru."

Yun Xianhe said this calmly, as if he was following a set procedure.

He threw the apple core on the table into the trash can with an expressionless face, stood up, picked up his coat at the door and walked out.

"Idle Crane?"

Click. Bang.

The door closed, as if separating the two people into two different worlds.

Zhu Fu Jingguang did not miss the momentary disgust in the other person's eyes, and the panic as if he remembered something.

However, when he chased out, Yun Xianhe was no longer outside.

·

When Kyosuke Fuuto, who was hiding in the crowd, saw Xiaolan standing there, the smile on his face was distorted with excitement.

This person can be eliminated immediately.

“That’s why I hate doctors the most.”

No emotion could be heard in the cold tone.

Fenghu Kyosuke subconsciously hid his pistol and turned around, just in time to see Yun Xianhe standing less than a meter away from him with an expressionless face.

When did this guy get here? !

"You, uh!"

Yun Xianhe didn't even give him a chance to speak and knocked him down with one punch.

Tourists who noticed this screamed.

The brim of the baseball cap perfectly hid the hero's face and expression. Only Kyosuke Fudo, who was closest to him, saw the other's inanimate eyes.

Dark and cold.

"This punch is because you hired someone to hit me with a car."

"Well,"

"This punch is because you intend to kill Xiaolan."

"Ok!"

"This punch is because I'm in a bad mood today."

"Wait a moment,"

The words of begging for mercy were cut off in his throat before he could even shout them out.

Cornerstone, who had recovered his most basic character, looked at the person who had not fainted yet and raised his fist again.

When Xiaolan and others noticed something was wrong and pulled the two apart,

Yun Xianhe clearly saw the fear in their eyes.

He glanced down at his hands.

The bandage that Zhu Fu Jingguang had bandaged well in the morning was now dirty.

...Just like my reflection in the eyes of others right now.

really,

When all that was taught by the "Friends" is removed, He can no longer be called a human being.

How can He make friends with others when He is like this?

Who would want to be friends with a "person" who is not human?