Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

After forcibly saving a friendship that was in jeopardy (?), Conan looked at Yun Xianhe:

"I feel like there's something I need to tell you."

"Is it important?"

"Well, about my identity."

So this is actually a story about an outsider taking over another person’s body.

Yun Xianhe looked at Conan, who was serious, and tapped the table with his fingers:

"Eat first, then we'll find a place where no one is."

The restaurant is crowded and not a good place for conversation.

Seeing that Yun Xianhe was willing to listen to him, Conan breathed a sigh of relief and started eating.

Half an hour later, an adult and a child also left the restaurant carrying packaged food.

Yun Xianhe found a park nearby.

After the two sat on the bench, Conan saw the other person take out a palm-sized object that looked like a signal tower from his pocket and placed it between the two of them.

"Speak so no one can hear you."

Conan did not doubt it, took a deep breath, looked at Yun Xianhe and said seriously:

"Let me introduce myself again. My name is Kudo Shinichi, and I was originally a high school detective. The reason I'm like this now is because I was ambushed by the Black Organization when I witnessed them making a deal..."

Sure enough, the other party was not an ordinary child.

"When I was unconscious, they forced me to drink a drug called APTX-4869. When I woke up..."

Isn't it actually dumping the body?

Just when Yun Xianhe thought Conan was going to say that he had woken up and found that he had traveled through time and space, and was about to start a happy life, the other party said:

“My body has gotten smaller.”

"Hmm, huh? Wait wait, you mean, your body got smaller?"

"Yes, I know this is unbelievable, but Brother Xianhe, you have to believe me, I definitely didn't lie to you. Even my current identity card was obtained by you."

Hearing this, Yun Xianhe frowned slightly, rubbed his chin and looked at Conan, looking him up and down.

What illegal experimental drug is so powerful?

Isn't there no magic in this world?

Is it scientific to shrink a person back to childhood?

Yun Xianhe grabbed Conan's wrist and began to take his pulse.

However, there was nothing unusual about the other person's body, and even his bone age had regressed.

The hero didn't understand and was greatly shocked.

Is medicine in this world so advanced? !

So does his alchemy also fall within the scope of science?

As soon as this thought came to mind, thunder began to roar in the cloudless sky above my head.

Yun Xianhe let out a small click of his tongue and let go of Conan's wrist.

If he doesn't want to let me, then don't let me. Anyway, his mission doesn't mention helping Conan recover.

In addition to the causal reasons, if you take action, you will definitely be punished.

Yun Xianhe could even think that when he received the task before, he must have thought about pushing forward.

But because of the punishment and the lack of urgency, they finally chose to lie down and watch the show, occasionally lending a helping hand.

It fits his mentality of slacking off.

Moreover, some of the suffering should be borne by the son of luck himself.

After all, they are all "gifts from God".

Conan, who was standing next to him, saw that Yun Xianhe didn't seem to have anything to ask, so he continued talking about the Black Organization, including the identity of Zhufu Jingguang.

"Mr. Midorikawa is an undercover police agent. I don't know his real name. At the beginning, Brother Xianhe, you said that his current file was marked as dead, so I didn't ask much. Speaking of which, the first time I met you, Brother Xianhe, was also on a bench in a park..."

The little detective was very excited when telling the story.

Yun Xianhe on the side listened silently without interrupting.

Occasionally when they talked about the funny things that happened when they were solving cases together, looking at Conan's happy expression, Yun Xianhe believed that this was a friend he would meet once in a lifetime in this world.

Becoming friends with the Son of Luck... seems to be sincere.

Looking at the little detective's sparkling eyes, Yun Xianhe suddenly seemed to know the reason.

Feeling...not bad?

With the opponent's strength, isn't he a little weak for a son of luck?

Conan, who was speaking excitedly, suddenly shuddered and glanced around subconsciously.

The young detective, who didn't find any dangerous people, froze for a moment, and finally slowly turned his head to look at Yun Xianhe who was sitting next to him.

Although the other party was not looking at him, his expression seemed a little confused.

For some reason, Conan always felt as if something terrible was about to happen.

Yun Xianhe, who was considering whether to start the "Hell Dream Training" for the other party, did not hesitate too much. The small hand transformed by his mental power swiped and tapped on the system mall panel and threw it directly at Conan.

Well, the stronger the mission target becomes, the faster the mission will be completed.

"By the way, you mentioned the Black Organization before... Do you know where they are?"

Yun Xianhe always felt that the forty robots sent out of his warehouse might be related to this.

Conan, who didn't know he was being forced into a 'Hell Week' training, shook his head, sounding somewhat frustrated:

"Brother Xianhe, you said before that I am too weak at the moment. I can only face them when I grow up."

Seeing Yun Xianhe nodded, Conan felt depressed for a moment.

Forget it, the other party is also trying to protect him and it’s for his own good.

As long as he works hard to grow up and gets Brother Xianhe's approval, the other party will definitely allow it!

The little detective encouraged himself in his heart and finally said:

"Maybe Mr. Midorikawa would know? After all, he was an undercover agent of that organization before, and he seems to know some of your plans, Brother Xianhe."

"Is that so?"

It seems that the assistant has a high level of trust in him.

Thinking of this, Yun Xianhe stood up, patted the wrinkles on his clothes, and put away the shielding device on the bench.

Seeing that Yun Xianhe seemed to be leaving again, Conan quickly stood up and followed:

"Brother Xianhe, are you planning to go shopping?"

"No, I'm going back to that house."

Conan knew that the other party was talking about the house next to Dr. Agasa's house.

"Well, maybe I can remember something when I go home."

"Family?"

Yun Xianhe paused when he heard this.

Conan, who was standing by, didn't notice anything wrong and just nodded as a matter of course:

"Yes, come to think of it, Brother Xianhe, your house is not far from mine, it's quite close."

"Some things can't be said casually."

The hero reached out and rubbed Conan's head awkwardly, then chuckled:

"That place can't be my home."

Even the most obtuse person could sense the loneliness that followed these words.

Conan looked up at Yun Xianhe in a daze. The man who had been smiling just now was now looking at the sky expressionlessly.

The nondescript heterochromatic eyes stared at the gray bird that flew by, and the slightly cold tone of voice seemed to be a judgment, but also a question:

"How can a person like me find a real home after losing them?"

Some extravagant hopes have been essentially cut off.