Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

[Mission completed, 'Reversing Fate Punishment' will begin in five minutes. (Hint: Pain immunity cannot be used for this punishment)]

Yun Xianhe got up from the ground as if nothing had happened, brushed off the dust on his body, looked at Hagiwara Kenji who seemed to have not reacted yet, and adjusted his glasses.

There is one less 'Bullet Time' ticket in the system backpack. Although 113 is dormant, it can still be used in the system mall and I will replenish it later.

"Ahem,"

It's just that this broken basket is a bit annoying.

Suppressing the itch in his throat, Yun Xianhe frowned slightly and raised his hand to disperse the dust in front of his eyes.

The last guarding mission had 'long term' written on it. For the sake of the future, it seemed he had to adapt as soon as possible.

Hagiwara Kenji, who was lying on the ground, was still a little shocked. A child suddenly appeared two seconds before the bomb exploded and kicked the bomb away with one foot... This must be a dream, right? !

Could it be that he is already dead?

Yun Xianhe glanced at Hagiwara Kenji who was lying on the ground without any reaction, then glanced at the few people who were knocked unconscious not far away, and shouted to Tiandao in his mind:

'Erase the memory of non-mission targets.'

[OK! ]

'What happened to the target? Concussion?'

[Emmmm, I just haven’t recovered yet.]

Don’t you see how scary it is if you run over and kick a bomb?

Xiao Tiandao muttered a few words silently.

Knowing that the other party was fine, Yun Xianhe did not go forward to check. After all, as long as the task was shown as completed, it was fine.

'Next place, move the transfer time forward by one day.'

[Eh? Don’t you want to take a break?]

"Teleport first, or you won't be able to escape if you're caught."

[Okay, then find a place where there is no one.]

Just as Yun Xianhe was about to leave, Hagiwara Kenji seemed to react suddenly, quickly got up and tried to grab him.

"Wait a minute!"

"Is there a problem?"

Yun Xianhe easily avoided the other person, looked at his dusty face, and silently moved away.

Too much dust is bad for the lungs, he is protecting himself, well, he doesn't feel disgusted at all.

The boy's voice was calm, his delicate face was a little pale, and he seemed to be in poor health.

When being stared at by those two eyes of different colors, one gold and one blue, Kenji Hagiwara suddenly couldn't ask anything.

There was only a pause of two or three seconds, and when he came back to his senses, the other party had already walked far away.

"Wait! I have a question for you! Where are you??!"

The corridor at the corner was empty. The phone that fell not far behind me suddenly made a shrill ringing sound, as if it was asking for my life.

Kenji Hagiwara shuddered involuntarily, feeling as if he were dreaming.

"Is there a ghost?!"

Yun Xianhe, who had been successfully teleported to the next time node, had no idea what the other party was thinking, otherwise he would definitely do as the other party wished and scare him.

In the familiar alley, Yun Xianhe staggered when he landed.

He calmly took out a handkerchief from the system space, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and took a deep breath.

It hurts. My whole body hurts.

First, it was because of the punishment that the damned rule brought down directly on the soul;

The second reason is the growing pains caused by the sudden increase in height from nine to fourteen years old.

He also understood why those people retreated.

How could someone who has long been accustomed to being immune to pain endure this kind of repeated torture?

Slowly leaving the gloomy alley, Yun Xianhe found a nearby park bench and sat down to relax for a while.

The warmth of the sunlight on his body reduced the pain a little. Yun Xianhe half-closed his eyes and used his consciousness to open the system panel.

['Reversal of Fate Punishment' remaining time 00:08:49]

[Redemption Mission 30: Save Jinpei Matsuda before the bomb explodes. There are still 58 hours, 49 minutes and seconds before the incident.]

Ten minutes of punishment is neither long nor short, and you can still endure it.

[Mr. Yun, are you okay?]

Xiao Tiandao asked cautiously, and Yun Xianhe nodded in a neutral tone.

To be honest, after traveling through so many worlds and going through so many missions, there were always times when he was not immune to pain, so his tolerance for pain was quite high.

It's just that this body is a little weak, so he needs some time to adapt.

Now I don’t shout out loud, and I am relying on my strong willpower to persevere.

"Can you give me the bomber's information directly?"

[No, that’s not possible…]

Expected.

The young man half tilted his head back, looking at the floating clouds in the sky, letting his thoughts run wild.

[“I can help you achieve whatever you want!”]

……Um……

His heterochromatic pupils half-closed to hide the strangeness in his eyes. Thinking of this little Tiandao who had kidnapped him, Yun Xianhe's voice in his mind was a little cold:

"Is it possible to transfer the plot?"

[Of course! But only those related to the redemption mission...ah, I can also give you a brief introduction to the main characters!]

'Send to the system panel.'

Xiao Tiandao packed up all the plots swiftly. For some reason, for a moment just now, he always felt that Yun Xianhe seemed angry.

First download the character encyclopedia file package to the auxiliary system, and then open the system mailbox.

Looking at the long document and comics, Yun Xianhe slowly pulled down his silver-framed glasses.

The pair of beautiful heterochromatic eyes lightly scanned all the words, then he used his mind to open the map in the system and quickly circled a few places.

The ten-minute punishment time was over, and Yun Xianhe let out a long sigh of relief as he felt the pain in his soul suddenly decrease.

He raised his hand to push his glasses back, propped himself up and headed to the place marked on the system.

It should be said that the location of this small teleportation path is quite good, saving him the time of walking.

Five minutes later, Yun Xianhe, standing in the amusement park, quickly determined the location of the Ferris wheel. After waiting for half an hour, he successfully saw the man with semi-long hair and haggard face.

"Lock the target..."

After taking the lead in getting on the Ferris wheel and successfully using the system to take a photo of the other party installing the bomb, Yun Xianhe raised his eyebrows slightly.

Isn’t this quite simple?

After sending the photo to the Metropolitan Police Department using the system and attaching a text description, Yun Xianhe bought a cup of hot milk tea from the store and sat on the bench.

Only when he saw the police coming and arresting the other person did he slowly get up and leave.

[Prevented the bomb from being placed in advance, and successfully cut off the causal line of Matsuda Jinpei's death. 】

[Mission completed, 'Reversing Fate Punishment' will begin in five minutes. (Hint: Pain immunity cannot be used for this punishment)]

'Teleport to the next time point, half a day earlier this time.'

Finish early and lie down early.

Xiao Tiandao looked at Yun Xianhe's expressionless face, and seemed to be hesitant to speak:

[Do you want to take a break? The penalty for ending the event early is even worse than the previous one...]

'Next.'

Seeing that he insisted, Xiao Tiandao said nothing more and Xiao Pang waved his hand.

It’s the familiar alley again.

Looking at the countdown of less than three minutes displayed on the system panel, Yun Xianhe quickly locked onto a bench in the small park opposite.

Ten seconds, five seconds, one second.

['Reversal of Fate Punishment' begins, remaining time 00:39:59]

[Redemption Mission 11: Save Zhufu Jingguang. There are still 59 hours, 59 minutes and seconds before the incident. ]

Almost the moment I sat down, pain spread from my coccyx to my entire body. My joints were screaming with soreness and my heart was pounding as if it was about to jump out.

Itch, numbness, and pain.

Yun Xianhe gritted his teeth to swallow back the muffled groan and blood in his throat. His slender fingers were tightly clasped on the edge of the bench, and the protruding blue veins on the back of his hand could be faintly seen.

The young man had a pale face, half-lowered his head, and sat silently on the bench.

Cold sweat wet the hair at his temples, flowed down his jawline to his collar, and soaked a small piece of the clothes.

It's extremely uncomfortable. It seems that the causal law of this line of events is not small.

But fortunately, it didn't cost him his life.

"Hey, are you sick? Do you need me to call an ambulance for you?"