Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

The robots responded in unison.

Yun Xianhe watched their daily life for a while, and after finding that there was no problem, he connected the consciousness of another robot.

"How's it going here?"

"The three are still exploring on their own, and no one has come out yet."

On the surveillance screen, a person whose identity could not be identified was sleeping in a makeshift shelter.

The other person's expression did not look very peaceful.

Yun Xianhe looked for a long time before he matched the bearded man with Akai Shuichi.

The monitoring robot sounded very excited:

"My Lord, I found that he can't die!"

"Oh?"

"He always managed to turn danger into safety. He also had incredible luck and good qualities. Otherwise, he would have died of a high fever on the seventh night."

Yun Xianhe was not surprised at all when he heard this.

After all, he is a child of good fortune and is protected by the original heaven.

"That big guy is the most likely to die. His health has been at high risk several times."

Yun Xianhe followed the sound from the robot chip terminal and looked at the person with a trapezoidal head on the screen.

"Andre Kamel."

On the character card given by the system, this person's ranking is very low.

It's the kind of role that has some screen time but is not particularly important.

"Just make sure they don't die for now. Oh, and don't lose any limbs either."

"Okay sir."

The fate of these three people has been disrupted by him, but the punishment has not yet come down, so it seems that no related stories have been triggered.

"By the way, sir, someone is looking for them."

"Ok?"

"It seems that their superiors are organizing new forces to besiege us."

"Heh, since you're so free, let's go on vacation together in the woods."

When Yun Xianhe disconnected the connection, he just heard footsteps coming from outside the door.

At the same time, the floor beneath me was vibrating slightly.

Earthquake? Not really. It sounded like some mechanism was activated.

"Brother Xianhe, we should go back."

"Is this guy really asleep?"

Mogi Haruki, who followed Conan in, looked at Yun Xianhe lying on the ground and swallowed back those unlucky words.

However, Yun Xianhe's deathly bad expression was really easy to be misunderstood.

"Brother Xianhe?"

"Hai Hai Yi——The reinforcements sent by Bai Ma Tanhao have arrived?"

Yun Xianhe sat up from the ground, yawned lazily, and stretched his sore shoulders.

This body is very delicate and can't even lie on the hard floor for a while.

The brave man who always sleeps outdoors once again gave a bad review to the shell made by Xiao Tiandao.

Bai Ma Tan, who came in later, looked at the man with a gloomy expression and chuckled:

"Aren't you awake yet?"

"It can't be helped. Being sick always makes me more tired than usual."

Yun Xianhe spread his hands, casually packed his luggage, stood up and followed them out.

When passing by the room, he put Gugu, who was sleeping on his back, into his pocket.

The forest after the rain has a refreshing coolness.

Yun Xianhe, who was the last one to walk out of the villa, looked at the helicopter hovering low in the sky not far away, took out his coat from his bag and put it on.

You will definitely catch a cold if the wind is so strong.

The group boarded a helicopter for the return trip.

Yun Xianhe half leaned against the window, looking at the lush green forest below, and asked casually:

"Have you cracked open the treasure?"

"Well, but it seems a little unsatisfactory."

Knowing that the treasure was just a clock made of pure gold, a few people complained out of boredom.

"But Sister Chikan, you said that it was originally Okami's plan to put psychological pressure on us, right? Then why did you create the illusion that you were dead after killing him?"

Mogi Harushi looked at Chima Kyouyo who was sitting next to him.

Perhaps because she knew she had no chance of a comeback, her tone was filled with the gloom and sadness of an elderly person:

"Because I have always hoped to decipher the secret code of the treasure my father left me. Otherwise, I will die with regrets."

"Besides, is there any better reason than this to bring together all of you famous detectives?"

"Now that I think about it, the person who was actually possessed by Karasuma Renya might actually be the daughter of my enemy."

Yun Xianhe could hear a determination to die in the other party's tone.

The next second, the other party opened the helicopter door without hesitation and jumped down.

Yun Xianhe squinted his eyes due to the incoming wind and looked around.

Well, there are no seat belts on the seats.

"Step aside!"

Kaito Kidd, who was sitting in the middle, rushed out.

Xiaolan stood up in panic, and Yun Xianhe reached out and grabbed her:

"Don't worry, that's Kidd."

"Kid?!"

The few people who discovered Kogoro Mori's identity saw the white hang glider unfolding in mid-air and showed an expression of "as expected".

Conan, who had originally thought that Uncle Maori was weird today, now understood what was going on.

"Sure enough, did you know it when he just got in the car?"

"Well, do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

Conan looked at Yun Xianhe with his crescent eyes, and finally sighed helplessly.

Forget it, this guy is also friends with Kidd.

"Cuckoo."

The pigeon in the pocket looked up at Conan.

The more Conan looked at this pigeon with a familiar outfit, the more he felt that it looked very similar to a certain annoying guy.

If he can’t catch Kidd, can’t he take revenge on a little pigeon?

The little detective with a sinister smile stretched out his evil hand towards the ignorant pigeon and flicked its head.

"Cuckoo?!"

The pigeon that was beaten for no reason started pecking and gave Conan's fingers a fierce "massage service".

"You bastard! If Brother Xianhe hadn't protected you, I would have made you into soup!"

"Cuckoo!"

The people in the front seat worked together to rescue Chikan Kyoudai who was hung on the plane by Kid.

In order to prevent the other party from escaping or seeking death again, Hakuba Tan and Mogi Harufumi controlled him on the left and right.

"Okay Conan."

Seeing that Conan was still arguing with the pigeon, Xiaolan smiled helplessly and said a few words to comfort him.

He is indeed still a child, he can even quarrel with pigeons.

Looking at Conan, whose face was blushing as he was held in Xiaolan's arms, Yun Xianhe pursed his lips and smiled, then rubbed Gugu's little head.

The latter enjoyed it very much, and gradually collapsed into a pigeon cake in the other's palm.

[Ding, "Wood" ends, physical values ​​are being adjusted——]

In the distance, the Dusk Villa shed its outer disguise, revealing the gold inside, sparkling in the morning light.

Everyone was amazed, but Yun Xianhe had no intention of appreciating it.

A subtle pain began to spread outward from the stomach and head at the same time, and then it was out of control.

The hand that was stroking the fur stopped, and Gugu looked up curiously.

The boy's slender fingers trembled slightly, then bent, curled and tightened, and a faint cracking sound could be heard from the excessive force.

The other hand on her lower abdomen was pressing down tightly without making a sound.

He was trying to use the external pain to distract himself from the nauseating pain in his stomach.

Cold sweat flowed down his forehead and buried in his hair.

While no one was paying attention to him, Yun Xianhe took out a few painkillers from his pocket and stuffed them directly into his mouth.

Conan, who was finally freed from Xiaolan's arms, turned around and saw Yun Xianhe leaning against the back of a chair with his eyes closed.

The other person's face looked very bad, even revealing a bit of defeat.

"Brother Xianhe? Are you feeling unwell?"

Conan's words caught the attention of the others.

Everyone turned their eyes to the overly quiet boy in the corner, but he did not respond.

"Idle Crane?"

Bai Ma turned around and reached out to grab Yun Xianhe's wrist to check his pulse.

The hero with his eyes closed lightly dodged the opponent's hand and said in a teasing tone:

"You can't let me stay up all night if you don't sleep."

The weak voice was a bit lazy and hoarse.

Everyone who thought the other person was asleep and was woken up breathed a sigh of relief.

Haruhi Mogi complained:

"You guys, although you are smart, your body is too poor, right?"

The man with his eyes closed shrugged and didn't reply.

Conan on the side stared at Yun Xianhe closely, and couldn't help but frowning.

Something is wrong, very wrong.

The man, whose brain was numb from the instantaneous pain just now, ignored the people around him and just slowly adjusted himself.

I hope I can get back under control before landing, otherwise it will be troublesome if Mr. Guang sees me.

Wait, did they forget something?

Oh, yes, Uncle Maori is still at the gas station.

Thinking of this, Yun Xianhe thought,

Should we send Morofushi Kagemitsu to rescue Maori Kogoro before we get off the plane?

The person who did what he said looked at the other party's reply on the system screen in his sea of ​​consciousness and nodded with satisfaction.

Very good, all that’s left is to fool Conan.

Landing.

Yun Xianhe, who was at the back, walked slowly while holding onto a chair, trying his best to ignore the scene in front of him that was constantly shaking due to low blood pressure.

"Hey! Xiaoyun——Hagi is here to pick you up——"

Yun Xianhe, who had just landed, froze when he heard the familiar voice.

Looking up, it was indeed Kenji's overly handsome face.

The other person had a sunny and gentle smile on his face, and was standing not far away, waving happily at Yun Xianhe.

A little further away was Jinpei Matsuda who was negotiating with Inspector Megure.

"Brother Xianhe? Why don't you leave?"

"..."

...It's not a big problem, I should be able to get away with it...right?