Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Old Tom, who was standing next to Eric, laughed and shouted:

"Hey, Lucky, as a pirate you can't cry so easily!"

"Uncle Tom,"

"Little adventurer, there are still many places in the world waiting for you to explore. Don't give up here!"

The old adventurer with scars on his face cursed and laughed, holding a sphere of guide technology in his hand.

Hiroki's eyes flickered slightly, and he pursed his lips tightly, looking at the brave man who was standing in the middle with his eyes lowered and not saying a word.

He knew that these people were all fabricated by the other party.

But... why is it so vivid...

What does it feel like…

The data panel was analyzing rapidly, and the emotion of reluctance was rising, causing the original self-destruction program to waver.

No...

The hero opened his half-closed eyes and looked at Hiroki, speaking in a gentle tone:

"You haven't answered us yet. Did you enjoy the journey?"

Thrilling, novel, warm, joyful...

Tears filled his eyes. Hiroki took a deep breath, grinned, and said in a trembling voice:

"Very, very happy! Thank you... Thank you, brave man."

Yun Xianhe got the answer with a smile on his lips, quietly watching the person crying without knowing it:

"Did you find the treasure?"

"…Hahaha,"

Hearing this, Hongshu clutched the lucky stone made into a necklace on his chest with one hand, and patted the cross-body bag that Yun Xianhe had given him at the beginning with the other hand.

After four months, the bag was weathered by adventure and filled with the enthusiasm of strangers.

Hongshu raised his hand to wipe away the water stains from the corners of his eyes, and looked at Yun Xianhe with a firm gaze:

"I found it."

The brave man smiled brightly after receiving the answer, waved to the other party, turned around and walked into the darkness.

At the same time, the people standing beside him took a step forward and ran towards that little piece of luck.

In the game hall, Conan, who was lying on the ground and finally recovered, looked at his clothes stained red by red wine, and finally understood what it meant to be covered in blood.

but,

"Xiaolan and Xian'an,"

"You're awake. We should be able to go back after a while."

The familiar voice made Conan turn around subconsciously, and he saw Yun Xianhe walking out of the void at a glance.

The other person's clothes were clean and tidy, and he didn't look like he was injured at all.

"Brother Xianhe?! You weren't eliminated?!"

Yun Xianhe approached and half-knelt down next to Conan, and gave him a slap on the head with his finger:

"Why do you think I fought the Ripper for so long before jumping into the river?"

Conan cried out in pain, then touched the back of his head awkwardly, and suddenly paused:

"Wait, that's not right? In this game, isn't it true that if you get hurt, you'll be declared dead?"

He still remembered the knife that the Ripper stabbed into Yun Xianhe's shoulder.

In fact, the hero who had already tampered with this system restriction on himself shrugged and said:

"You're right, so I'm leaving now—"

"Hey?!"

Seeing the colorful light of elimination coming out of Yun Xianhe's body, Conan quickly reached out to grab him:

"Wait a minute, Brother Xianhe! Xian'an is Noah's Ark, right?"

"Let the other party answer this question for you personally."

The hero's dry and warm palm fell on Conan's head.

"Good job, little detective."

Conan's pupils shrank at the sight of a scene that was extremely similar to the one he had seen in a dream a long, long time ago, and he subconsciously reached out to grab Yun Xianhe.

However, the fingertips easily penetrated the other person's body.

Not far from where the hero disappeared, Hiroki stood there with red eyes, smiling at Conan:

"Congratulations, you win the game."

The gentle voice awakened the little detective's spirit.

'I wonder if he wants to play games.'

Looking at the other person's appearance, Conan recalled what Yun Xianhe said at the beginning of the game, and he understood:

"As expected, you are Noah's Ark. No, should I call you Hiroki?"

Hiroki chuckled upon hearing this, not feeling surprised at all.

Although the proof of Yun Xianhe's forged identity for Conan's current identity is flawless, DNA comparison does not lie.

The child in front of you is the high school detective, Kudo Shinichi.

"How did you find out?"

Seeing Conan looking up into the air, Hiroki said:

"Don't worry, I have cut off contact with the outside world."

"At first I suspected that you were an NPC brought by Brother Xianhe from somewhere else, because you were not among the children who initially participated in the game. Then I suspected that you were calm about the development of the situation and had a very high IQ."

Conan spoke out all his inferences bit by bit.

"In order to prevent us from relying on strong force, you designed the Ripper to have the same combat power as Brother Xianhe."

……

"This game is not meant to erase us, but to help us overcome obstacles without relying on our parents' strength."

"You want us to grow through this game, right?"

Conan looked up at Hiroki who remained silent and said firmly:

"You can't make yourself cold-blooded and heartless. The last appearance of Sherlock Holmes is the best proof of this."

Hiroki chuckled when his purpose was exposed.

He looked at Conan and praised him sincerely:

“You are really very smart. Actually, I originally wanted to use a child’s body to participate in this game.

Because I wanted to experience the feeling of playing with friends, even if it was just once. … I’ve been working all my life.”

Hiroki seemed a little lonely when he said this, and Conan could feel the loneliness emanating from him.

"However, that brave man caught my attention and took me on a thrilling adventure. It was really, really fun!"

Hiroki gestured and smiled with relief.

He looked at Conan with a slightly apologetic look:

"I'm sorry for putting you in danger."

"In fact, I was a little envious of you and your father, who were able to understand each other even when they were not around, and those friends who stood by you through thick and thin."

“But I’m not jealous now.”

Conan was stunned when he heard this, but Hiroki had no intention of continuing to explain.

"Your father helped my father get revenge. Thank you, thank you so much."

After thanking him, Hiroki raised his hand, and a light curtain lit up on the stone door behind Conan:

"It's time for us to say goodbye."

Before leaving, Conan looked at Hiroki:

"Hiroki, your heart will always live in Noah's Ark, right?"

Hearing this, Hiroki smiled and shook his head.

"If computers like me continue to exist, they will only be used by adults to do bad things. Things like artificial intelligence should not exist now."

"Hey, who said that?"

The corridor, a blind spot for surveillance.

Staring at the game screen reflected on the light screen, Qili Chu Jianwen smacked his lips and typed on the keyboard a little faster.

"Really? He's really kind. If the guy who caused the mechanical war had this kind of personality, we wouldn't have to move..."

The progress bar on the light screen is stuck at 99.9% and there is no movement.

Hiroki in the game looked at Conan stepping into the light curtain and whispered:

"Goodbye, Kudo Shinichi."

"Hey, An An, where do you want to go play later?"

Leng Liming, who appeared out of nowhere, reached out and held Hongshu's wrist, looking at him with sparkling eyes.

Hiroki looked at his close friend of the same age, chuckled, and looked up at the dark curtain:

“It’s probably a very beautiful place.”

The playground stopped functioning without the control of Noah's Ark.

Qilichu, who was eavesdropping, saw that the time had come and raised his hand and pressed the enter key.

Noah's Ark, which was about to self-destruct, paused for a moment and was then easily captured.

Noah's Ark opened his eyes on the light screen and was a little flustered when he saw Qili Chujianwen.

The latter waved at him with a smile:

"Hello, the first generation of artificial intelligence, Xian'an."