Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"Brother Xianhe, are you okay?"

Conan didn't pay much attention to Fukuyama Rokuro who was lying on the ground. He only noticed that Yun Xianhe seemed to be in worse condition than before.

"Eh?! Xianhe-kun, what happened?! Did you have a fight with Mr. Fukuyama?"

"He just grabbed me by the collar."

The hero looked down at his wrinkled shirt, his tone seemed a little aggrieved.

"This is the style Mr. Guang chose for me. This material wrinkles easily."

Yun Xianhe, who hadn't been able to smooth out the wrinkles for a long time, sighed.

"Also, I have a problem with physical contact with people I don't know well."

Hattori's mouth twitched when he heard this.

The first sentence is your main point, right?

Seeing Fukuyama Rokuro unable to stand up for a long time, the kind-hearted Hattori reached out and grabbed the other's collar and dragged him to sit aside to help him calm down.

Fukuyama Rokuro, whose eyes rolled back due to being strangled, coughed violently twice and looked speechlessly at the group of people standing next to Yun Xianhe.

He really protects his own shortcomings.

He thought about the three people who had died, Jun Hui whose whereabouts were currently unknown, and how they got along with each other, and his eyes dimmed slightly.

His friends... weren't bad either.

Others are unaware of Fukuyama Rokuro's self-deception.

Conan did not show too much doubt when Yun Xianhe said that he had some strange problems, and even kindly handed him a handkerchief.

"Thank you, Conan."

After wiping his hands, the brave man rubbed the little detective's head twice, took out a biscuit from somewhere and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Let's use this mermaid as a thank you gift."

"Um!"

Conan was caught off guard and murdered by a cookie. The book is over, cough cough cough!

The little detective who had finally swallowed the biscuit looked at the smiling hero with half-moon eyes, grabbed his wrist and calculated his heart rate with his watch.

Well, no problem, full of energy.

Being interrupted like this, Xiaolan almost forgot why she came here.

"By the way, Miss Jun Hui just received a very strange phone call at home."

"Ok?"

Everyone looked at Xiaolan, who recalled the content of the call and said:

"He said he was very grateful to the shrine for giving up the dugong arrow, that the 100 million yen he gave was very valuable, and that his son's surgery went very well."

"What?!"xn

Maori Kogoro just felt incredible:

"Someone paid one million for that arrow?!"

“Ordinary people say, ‘If you pray to the gods with sincerity, your prayers will be answered.’ However, this sincerity has been misinterpreted by some people with ulterior motives, and paying money is the most common way to do so.”

Yun Xianhe was not surprised at the price at all.

After all, whether in past history or in the time and space he has experienced, there are many people who have lost their fortunes for this.

"Impossible, Jun Hui can't possibly sell dugong arrows..."

After being punched, Fukuyama Rokuro felt a little weak.

In addition to his previous thoughts about his so-called friend, his tone was even unconsciously a little uncertain.

"No, Miss Junhui. The caller said that a man who works at the shrine specifically sold him the arrow the morning before yesterday."

"So the people who called should be the old couple who returned the number plates on the morning of the celebration?"

He Ye remembered what Jun Hui said when she gave him the number plate.

"So, what's that man's name?"

"He said he didn't know his name, but he was a tall, unshaven man, about 50 years old,"

"What did you say?!"

Xiaolan's description instantly reminded everyone present of Monkyou Saori's father, the drunkard.

"There was no celebration at that time, so that arrow is..."

Hattori continued with Kogoro Mori's words:

"It should be the arrow that Menkie Saori lost."

"And Mr. Menxie was lucky enough to draw an arrow on the day of the celebration, and the list of numbers disappeared."

Conan, who was lost in reasoning, spoke on his own again.

Fortunately, the people around him were so shocked by the information that they didn't pay too much attention to his behavior.

"This is worth pondering. On the night of the vigil for Miss Sumi, the arrow of Miss Naoko who was killed was also stolen."

"The second biggest suspect has emerged."

Yun Xianhe summed it up in a calm manner.

Fukuyama Rokuro, who was sitting against the wall, breathed a sigh of relief and laughed dryly:

"I just said..."

It couldn't have been Jun Hui who did it.

Hattori Heiji adjusted his hat and said with full energy:

"It seems I need to go to the Ebihara family. Ke, Xianhe! The Menxie family is in your hands!"

"Haihai, you guys really know how to order patients around."

Detectives on the scene sprang into action.

The brave man, despite complaining, still followed Conan and the others to the house of Miss Saori, the gatekeeper.

Perhaps in order to clear Shimabukuro Kimie of suspicion, Fukuyama Rokuro appeared very active.

However, not much strong evidence was found in Monkyo Saori's house.

Conan discovered that there was no medical card in Saori Menkyo's luggage, which made everyone further confirm that Shimabukuro Kimie had provided false testimony before.

There is almost no suspense in this case.

On the other side, Hattori and Kazuha heard the police say that they had found traces of Mr. Monkyo on the mountain, and followed them into the mountain.

After all, Hattori still found it hard to believe such an outrageous thing as "a person pretending to be an old man and killing three people in a row".

"So, that guy Hattori took Kazuha into the mountains?"

"If you're talking about the boy from Osaka, we haven't seen him since we got separated in the mountains."

This is what the police officer who was still holding Mr. Menxie said.

Yun Xianhe looked up at the dark clouds in the distance, then turned his head to look at Conan beside him:

"I'll go look for him. It's going to rain soon and it's pretty dangerous up in the mountains."

"But if you, Xianhe brother, are also lost,

"Don't worry, I'm very familiar with the mountains and forests, but as for the reasoning..."

Having said this, Yun Xianhe looked up at Maori Kogoro who was still a little confused.

"Uncle Maori, I'll have to trouble you to assist me with the reasoning later. After all, I'm not very good at it."

"Ah I?"

"Uh-huh, please, please--"

The hero clasped his hands together and tilted his head towards the other party, frowning slightly and smiling a little embarrassedly, looking very distressed:

"My body,...haha, can't sustain such a long reasoning, so I have to trouble the detective."

"I really can't do anything with you, kid. What do you need me to do?"

Kogoro Mouri, who was called a famous detective, scratched the back of his head and followed Yun Xianhe into the house.

Conan, who was standing by, took the lead and stood behind the chair at the front of the room.

"Uncle Maori, just sit here, and then——"

Kogoro Mouri felt dizzy when he was given an anesthetic injection just after he sat down.

Yun Xianhe pretended to talk to the other party and muttered a few words with his head down, then he stood up and said:

"I'll leave this to you, Uncle Maori."

"Oh, Yun boy, be careful when you go out."

"Don't worry, I'll bring them back before it rains."

"please."

Before leaving, Yun Xianhe raised his hand over Maori Kogoro's shoulder and patted Conan's head who was hiding behind him:

"come on."

Xiaolan, who was sitting in the crowd waiting for the answer to the deduction, looked at her father pretending to be the sleeping Maori Kogoro, then glanced at Yun Xianhe who was walking out, and blinked in confusion:

"Mr. Xianhe, are you going out?"

"Well, I'll go look for Hattori and Kazuha, and I'll be back soon."

"I also,"

"No, it's going to rain outside. You'll get sick if you get wet."

Xiaolan, who originally planned to go and help, was forced back to her position.

The strength of the hand pressing on her shoulder made Xiaolan a little dazed.

Is Xianhejun so strong? ?

After asking the police officers which direction they entered the mountain from and in which direction they found Mr. Menxie, Yun Xianhe went out.

"Hattori - Kazuha - Heiji - if you hear anything, please reply -"

The hurricane before the rain disturbed the traces left by human passage and amplified the silence of the woods.

The rustling variations mixed with the sounds of some small animals echoed in the woods.

After looking around but not seeing anyone, the brave man coughed lightly and rubbed his throat which had begun to become hoarse.

This body is really useless...

After complaining about himself, Yun Xianhe sighed and decided to change his approach.

Close your eyes and listen carefully to the sound of the wind blowing past your ears.

Rabbits run through the bushes, birds flutter back to their nests, and dead branches are broken by the wind...

A titmouse from a tree hole poked its head out.

It tilted its head as it looked at the human standing stupidly under the tree.

It's about to rain, why hasn't this guy gone home yet?

"Chirp!"

The brave man who heard the sound looked up and stretched out his hand towards the tit with a few grains of millet.

The little brown ball flapped its wings, sat down on the white palm, and chirped non-stop:

“(It’s raining! Go home quickly!)”

"Little guy, have you seen any humans around here?"

"Tweet?"