Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"Hey - it turns out that the five of you have been attending the same school until college."

Xiaolan was a little surprised at the relationship between Shimabukuro Kimie and others.

Even for friends who grew up together, it is not easy to go to the same school.

"Yes, because we all love movies, and we joined the film club in college. We even filmed a movie about a nun together, and it won a gold medal when we submitted it to an exhibition. Everyone was very happy and said that we could enter Hollywood."

Shimabukuro Kimie spoke in a relaxed tone.

Yun Xianhe, who was walking at the end, seemed to unintentionally join in the conversation:

"The film club. I've been in it before."

"Huh? Really?"

“Is there a finished film?”

Xiaolan and Heye looked at Yun Xianhe expectantly.

The others also recalled Yun Xianhe's performance in the last stage play, and wondered what he was like before.

"No, my main responsibility in the film club is screenwriting."

Yun Xianhe reached out and tapped Conan's head beside him.

"What are you expecting? Do you want to see what I looked like before?"

"Hehe, because there are absolutely no photos of you as a child in Brother Xianhe's house."

The little detective who had his secrets revealed scratched the back of his head.

In fact, he was not only curious about what Yun Xianhe looked like when he was a child, he was also curious about the looks of those people that the other party often talked about.

"Hahaha, I don't have many solo photos, and they are all stored in the old house. As for the other photos, it would hurt my heart if I left them out for too long."

The brave man said this bitterly, and touched his chest pretending to be weak.

Conan choked when he heard this and quickly changed the subject:

"Ah, is there a finished version of the script that Brother Xianhe wrote during his college years?"

"It was removed from the shelves because of its profound meaning."

"..."

What on earth have you written?

"What is Miss Jun Hui responsible for in the film club?"

Hearing this, Shimabukuro Kimie paused for a moment and turned his head to look at Yun Xianhe.

The latter's heterochromatic eyes hidden behind the glasses were slightly curved, and combined with the gentle curve of the corners of his mouth, he looked very harmless.

That fleeting sharpness seemed like an illusion.

"Ms. Jun Hui?"

She must have been overthinking it.

Looking at the well-behaved boy, Shimabukuro Kimie smiled politely and replied:

"We don't have anyone in charge of anything in our film club. I know a little bit about everything."

"Oh, that's amazing. The script, the photography, the set, the props... ah, do you have any photos? I'm a little curious, you guys dressed up as mermaids and stuff. Sorry, is this too much trouble?"

The boy realized belatedly that his request was abrupt and showed a slightly apologetic expression.

Good children always make people let down their guard, even when facing criminals.

Shimabukuro Junhui shook his head indifferently and said comfortingly:

"No, if you want to see it, I can find it for you later."

"Thank you, Miss Jun Hui, you are so kind."

Xiaolan and Heye on the side showed half-moon eyes as if they were watching a show:

"Mr. Xianhe has a good impression of Miss Junhui."

"Hahaha, after all, it's rare to meet someone who has the same experience as you."

"Come on, how old were you when you went to college? When I heard Hattori say that before, I thought he was joking."

Hattori Heiji, who was walking in front, supported the drunken Maori Kogoro with one hand and said to Kazuha:

"Idiot, this kind of joke will be exposed quickly, right? To be honest, I was also surprised when I first learned that this guy had graduated."

"In fact, if my family didn't think that I would be bullied by classmates because of the age gap, I would have finished my studies much faster."

Xiaolan asked curiously, "What about private training?"

Hearing this, Yun Xianhe spread his hands:

"If you stay at home all year round and don't interact with others, it's not good for your psychology. It's easy to lose touch with the outside world and people, which is not conducive to your future growth and personality. At least that's what they say."

"Hey - was it hard for Xianhe to make friends when he was in school?"

He Ye on the side imagined the situation of a small Yun Xianhe going to school with a bunch of people who were much older than him.

Yun Xianhe recalled his brief time on campus.

Except for Ghost and Sun, whom I met when I was about to graduate, the rest were either there to curry favor with the powerful or to provoke and compare with me for no reason.

Well, it's boring.

"Yeah, and some people will call me a monster."

The brave man shrugged as if he was relaxed, and covered his left eye with his slightly bent fingers, so that people could only see the golden color through the gap.

“Scary, isn’t it?”

Seeing Yun Xianhe doing it on purpose, Xiaolan was stunned for a moment, then replied:

"Not at all. In fact, I've always thought Xianhe-kun's eyes are very beautiful."

"That's right! Those people are so short-sighted! Did you fight back?"

"Stupid He Ye, how old was Xianhe at that time?"

"Really? Heiji, you said that to me again. I just feel angry for Xianhe!"

The bickering duo started again.

Shimabukuro Kimie, who was walking among them, seemed to sigh:

“It’s not easy being a genius.”

"It's not easy for everyone. Besides, I'm not a genius."

Because Yun Xianhe is not a human being in essence, he cannot be measured by human standards.

"Is that so?"

Shimabukuro Kimie had no idea what the other party was thinking and just thought that Yun Xianhe was being humble or unconfident.

Looking at Yun Xianhe who was chatting with the other party in a polite and relaxed tone, Conan frowned slightly as if thinking about something.

I always feel that it is strange that Yun Xianhe talked to strangers a lot tonight.

After all, according to his observation, the other party was the kind of person who would not talk to strangers if possible and would subconsciously reduce his own presence.

Is there something wrong with Miss Jun Hui?

Conan began to review the scenes when he met each other in the past two days.

Yun Xianhe vaguely heard footsteps and glanced towards the woods in the distance.

Conan noticed that the person next to him had stopped and turned around:

"Brother Xianhe? Is there anyone in the woods?"

"Maybe I saw it wrong."

Thinking of the strange look in Mr. Menxie's eyes at the dinner table just now, Yun Xianhe understood.

The group followed Shimabukuro Kimie to the shrine, and after settling Uncle Mori down, they went to look for the list that recorded the lottery.

"Strange, what happened? I clearly remember putting it in this drawer."

"Is the roster missing?"

"Well, only this year's roster is missing."

Hattori looked at Shimabukuro-kunie:

"Maybe your great-grandmother took it or something?"

"That's absolutely impossible."

That's too absolute.

Looking at Conan who seemed to have heard something, Yun Xianhe remained silent.

If you want to become the world's best detective, keen intuition is one of the skills that needs to be constantly honed.

"Then does anyone know that the list is placed here?"

“Everyone on the island knows it.”

I guess it was taken away by that drunkard.

So what he heard in the woods just now was not his illusion.

After confirming again that this year's roster was not here, Shimabukuro Kimie took out the photo album from the upper cabinet and handed it to Yun Xianhe, and suggested looking for it somewhere else.

The enthusiastic Xiaolan and Kazuha decided to go and help.

The brave man who stayed where he was flipped through the photo album casually twice and then put it down.

Conan was flipping through the roster from previous years. When he saw a familiar name, he reached out and pulled Yun Xianhe:

"Brother Xianhe, look."

Yun Xianhe lowered his eyes and glanced at the words "Miyano Shiho", and remembered what he heard from Vermouth when he was controlling the robot that day about the philosophy of their organization.

A feeling of disgust and hatred spread through my heart.

The brave man let out a breath, hiding the turbulent emotions in his heart, and said indifferently:

"Maybe it's a duplicate name."

"Too."

If the Black Organization had been here, some major case would have happened here.

...Wait a minute, could it be them who caused the mermaid fire in the warehouse?

Yun Xianhe, who saw that Conan was thinking in the wrong direction, did not say anything.

He supported his chin with one hand and looked out the door. The light of fire in the distance illuminating the sky was faintly visible through the glass window.

…I see. Is this how you plan to resolve the rift?

"what!!!"

Xiaolan and Kazuha's screams scared the three of them.

"what's up!"

Hattori ran out in a hurry and saw the two girls hugging each other in fear, pointing tremblingly at the courtyard:

"Just now there was a woman with brown hair and glasses!"

"Just staring at us!"

Yun Xianhe came out of the house a step slower, still holding the photo album in his hand. He flipped to the page with Menxie Saori and showed it to Heye and the others:

"Is it this person?"

The two nodded uncertainly:

"But it was too dark, I couldn't see the other person's face clearly. What about you, Heye?"

"I just saw her hair and clothes..."