Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"Well, I think we better not go."

The more Xiaolan looked at it, the more she felt that the villa on the rainy night was eerie, as if there was something bad going on inside.

"Come on, we're almost there."

"But what if there really are vampires?"

"I believe that with your skills, Xiaolan, you will be able to deal with the opponent neatly and quickly."

A silver dinner knife was handed over from the back seat, and Kidd, who was driving, glanced at Yun Xianhe's hand.

The joints are distinct, the skin is fair, there are small scars on the palms, and blue blood vessels are faintly visible on the backs of the hands.

Why does this person seem thinner than the last time we met?

Yun Xianhe, not knowing what she was thinking, said to Xiaolan with a smile:

"Don't worry, killing vampires is not against the law. And if Xiaolan really gets rid of the vampires, she will do a good thing to save the world."

"Y-really?"

Xiaolan with big eyes took the fork in confusion.

The slightly cool feeling made my brain clearer, and I wasn't as scared as I was at the beginning.

Seeing that Xiaolan's thoughts were distracted by a few words, Conan's mouth twitched slightly and he tugged at the corner of Yun Xianhe's clothes.

The two looked at each other, and the little detective's half-moon eyes were full of complexity.

Although thank you for calming Xiaolan down, please don't lead her astray.

The brave man who understood what Conan meant blinked and plucked a handful of pigeons.

He didn't do anything, don't slander him.

Kidd, who was sitting in the driver's seat, looked at Xiaolan, who seemed to be fooled by Yun Xianhe and was already wondering whether he could really kill the vampire with a dinner knife. He smiled meaningfully with a playful intention:

"No matter what, there is no way there is a vampire. If there is, it can only be an old monster in the mountains."

Xiaolan glanced at the gloomy mountain road outside the car, hesitated for a moment, then turned to look at Yun Xianhe:

"Mr. Xianhe, can the old monster in the mountain be driven away with a dinner knife?"

"Of course. After all, many people say that silver objects have the effect of warding off evil spirits."

"Hello, hello."

It seems like his lovely Xiaolan is heading in a strange direction!

Conan tried to correct Xiaolan's current look that seemed to show that she could destroy everything.

Yun Xianhe on the side said happily:

"That's good. At least I don't have to worry about the other party not being able to protect themselves."

That makes sense, but vampires are impossible, and the old monster in the mountain is even less possible.

Conan, who was about to refute the other party, looked up and saw the man standing in the middle of the road not far away.

The other person was hunched over, with the umbrella above his head perfectly blocking his face, making him look eerie and weird.

Kidd quickly stepped on the brakes, and the front bumper of the car stopped less than half a meter away from the weirdo.

Yun Xianhe frowned slightly because the seat belt was tightening on his lower abdomen due to inertia.

Not until the uncomfortable feeling disappeared did he look down at the pigeon in his arms as if nothing had happened.

The little head was shaking as if it was being shaken.

Gugu looked around, then stared at Yun Xianhe for a while, then buried his head directly in the other's palm.

Every feather on its body seems to be telling of its grievance.

Yun Xianhe chuckled.

He reached out and straightened Gugu's feathers, then fed him a few grains of millet, and healed instantly.

Should we say it is worthy of being a magician’s pigeon?

This acting is much better than the little detective who always gets exposed.

The brave man is wandering in the sky.

Kidd, who nearly killed someone, breathed a sigh of relief at first, but when he looked up and saw the old man who looked particularly scary under the headlights, he felt that he breathed a sigh of relief too early.

"Huh?! The old monster in the mountain!"

"It's really rude to address a woman you just met for the first time like that."

“…I’m so sorry.”

Yun Xianhe, who was sitting in the back seat, curled his lips when he heard this, and muttered in his heart:

You are really polite to stop a car by standing in the middle of the road.

If you can stop them, just take their car. If you can't, take their corpse. In the end, you can get someone to help take them away, right?

The 'Old Monster in the Mountain' standing in the rain suddenly felt a chill on his back.

The little detective who happened to see her shivering poked his head out of the car window and asked curiously:

"Old woman, what are you doing here?"

"As you can see, my baby Felt suddenly stopped working just now, so I am waiting here for someone to pass by."

The 'Old Demon in the Mountain' came over to Kidd in the driver's seat and said,

"You must be going to the Twilight Annex as well, could you give me a ride?"

The brave man, whose stomach discomfort had worsened due to the sudden brake, looked at the other party with a pale face.

But after just one glance, Yun Xianhe withdrew his gaze.

He casually pulled out a blanket from his backpack and covered his lower abdomen with it, then curled up in the corner, listless.

Although there is no pain now, the feeling of nausea and the squeezing sensation of muscle contraction are still very obvious.

I hope the food tonight is more appetizing, otherwise he can only drink glucose and salt water.

Conan, who was standing by, was just about to move to the middle to make room for the old woman, but when he saw Yun Xianhe's little movement, his heart tightened.

Before leaving the house this morning, the long list of words that Mr. Midorikawa had told him seemed to still be ringing in his ears.

"Does your stomach hurt? Do you want to take medicine?"

"It doesn't hurt, I just feel a little nauseous."

"Oh, the boy is carsick?"

Yun Xianhe chuckled at the 'old demon in the mountains' who interrupted without permission, but said nothing, clearly not wanting to communicate.

The 'old monster in the mountain' who always felt that he was being targeted was stunned for a moment.

But seeing Conan standing by and caring so much about the person in poor health, he didn't think much about it.

People are already feeling uncomfortable, so naturally they don't want to chat.

Kidd, who was helping to move the luggage in the rain and wearing the skin of "Mouri Kogoro", saw Yun Xianhe, who looked unwell, at a glance when he got into the car.

Remembering that the other party had said that he was hungry, he silently drove a little faster.

On the road again.

In the middle of the process, Xiaolan said somewhat embarrassedly that she wanted to go to the bathroom.

The 'old demon in the mountains' next to him was probably old, and he habitually interrupted and preached.

Yun Xianhe covered Gugu's head, indicating that he should not listen to other people's nonsense.

After some casual words, everyone knew that the 'old demon in the mountains' was the detective who could solve a case just by sitting in an armchair and listening to others talking about it - Chikan Kyoudai.

From what Xiaolan and the others said, it seems that it is very famous.

Is it famous?

The hero, who had never seen this name anywhere else, was not interested.

He only knew that there seemed to be something strange about this old demon, and the way he looked at them just now had a sense of calculation, or perhaps a sense of success.

It's always very unpleasant.

"Young man, your pigeon looks very interesting."

Qianjian Jiangdai, who was standing by, inadvertently noticed the white dove in Yun Xianhe's hand.

The accessories that resembled Kaito Kid made the old detective squint his eyes, and he looked at Yun Xianhe with a slightly scrutinizing look.

Could it be that this person is Kaito Kidd in disguise?

"As a magician, it's okay to raise a pigeon, right?"

"Magician? Oh my, this is a really amazing self-proclaimed title. I don't think even the Kaito Kidd, who is known as a magical thief, would dare to call himself that, right?"

Seeing that the other party seemed to be testing him intentionally, Yun Xianhe maintained a polite smile on his face, with coldness in his eyes.

"You seem curious?"

"Haha, after all, this is the first time I've seen someone who claims to be a magician in my old age, so I'm naturally a little curious. Ala, if you find it offensive..."

"Well, you offended me."

The boy's cold voice echoed in the car, turning the originally lively atmosphere into a completely cold one.

Qianjian Jiangdai's expression could hardly be maintained.

The hand holding the book tightened, unconsciously crumpling the pages.

Yun Xianhe, who was already feeling dizzy and uncomfortable, looked at the other person's face and spoke in a casual and impolite voice:

"As a person being rescued, don't you know that only by being honest, quiet and capable of doing things can people be willing to help you? Or are you good at taking advantage of your age?"

We are all smart people. Why are you pretending to be an old, weak, sick and innocent person in front of me?

After understanding what Yun Xianhe meant, a dark light flashed in Qian Jianjiangdai's eyes.

His face showed a slightly lonely expression, as if he was hurt, no different from an ordinary old man.

"Ah."

I don't want to waste time talking to people who are just playing around.

Yun Xianhe, who was not in the mood, took out a stick of glucose from his bag and put it in his mouth, trying to use the sugar to neutralize his dizziness.