Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Perhaps the smile on Yun Xianhe's face was too ironic.

Perhaps his nonchalant tone was too frivolous.

Although there is not much description, the mere term 'period of death' is enough to arouse people's imagination.

Conan and Morobushi Kagemitsu looked a little unhappy.

Yun Xianhe avoided their overly complicated looks and glanced at the system panel.

There are only 6 days left for the punishment called "temporary separation".

The others who were still watching Diamond Star did not notice the subtle atmosphere around the three of them.

But when he looked at the ice crystals sparkling in the sun, Touma suddenly fell to the ground, covering his head in pain.

"What's going on... I seem to have seen this kind of light before... No, I can't remember..."

"Winter Horse..."

Yun Xianhe and Zhu Fu Jingguang, who were very sensitive to sight, looked towards the corner of the house in the distance almost one after the other.

Toono Mizuki, who was originally peeking, was startled and quickly turned around and ran away.

"That is……"

Zhu Fu Jingguang frowned as he looked at the corner of clothes that flashed by, feeling that it looked familiar.

Yun Xianhe on the side looked at the ice crystals floating in the sky and stretched out his hand towards the nearest light.

Dazzling and brilliant.

But it melts upon touching.

"It's not a real treasure..."

The tone sounded quite regretful.

·

After the Dongma incident.

The group of people who originally wanted to watch the sunrise ended up watching a diamond star weather scene in front of Xiao Hei's grave and then returned to the hotel.

The breakfast table was quiet.

Conan and Zhufu Jingguang felt a little heavy-hearted when they learned what Yun Xianhe's current mental state was.

The person involved didn't react much and was just concentrating on eating like Professor Agasa sitting opposite him.

Xiaolan and Sonoko expressed sympathy for Touma's situation and they had no appetite for the food they ate.

Kogoro Mouri, who finally appeared at the table, was confused.

He glanced at the table of people who seemed to be acting strangely, raised his eyebrows and asked:

"What happened to you all? Didn't you say you were going to watch the sunrise?"

"Something happened..."

Xiaolan told Kogoro Mouri what happened this morning.

The unromantic uncle sighed a little, but still enjoyed the meal very much.

"Speaking of which, where are those little brats?"

Conan, who was worried, noticed that the children were gone.

Professor Agasa, who had just swallowed a mouthful of food, noticed his gaze and spoke:

"Those kids said they wanted to go play with Touma, and then they ran out."

"Eh? Really...are they up to something crooked again?"

Conan complained with his half-moon eyes.

Yun Xianhe, who was sitting next to him, blew away the hot steam on the coffee and took a sip.

Today... let’s go play with Banzhuan.

Just as Yun Xianhe Youshen and the rest of the group were enjoying breakfast and discussing about participating in today's celebration.

On the other side, the three little members of the Junior Detective Team have successfully set off with Touma.

Touma, who was supported by Genta and walked forward, looked at the two people walking in front of him who were full of energy:

"How long do we have to walk? Mom will scold us if we run too far."

"Touma-kun!"

Ayumi and Mitsuhiko turned around to look at him.

Mitsuhiko asked:

"Do you want to go to the cliff where you fell?"

"Go there, maybe you can remember a lot of things!"

Looking at Ayumi's sparkling eyes, Touma was still a little hesitant.

Yuan Tai, who was standing behind him, said:

"We will accompany you! Take your courage and go!"

In the end, encouraged by his three children, Touma decided to look for his lost memories from eight years ago.

Mitsuhiko, who was walking in front, said happily:

"Although we can't help Brother Xianhe, at least we can help Dongma recover his memory first!"

"That's right!"

"Brother Xianhe?"

Dong Ma looked at the two people in front of him in confusion.

Mitsuhiko slowed down his pace, walked beside him and said:

"That's the older brother with white hair. His name is Yun Xianhe. He has also lost his memory recently."

"I heard from Conan that it seems that Brother Xianhe lost his memory because he was attacked by someone."

Ayumi added, indignantly,

"I don't know if the bad guy has been caught!"

"Don't worry, once we help Touma recover his memory, we will definitely be able to use our experience to help Brother Xianhe."

Genta, who was still supporting Touma on his hands, spoke confidently.

When the three little ones thought that this plan might succeed, they all smiled foolishly, which was not very smart.

Mitsuhiko said as he imagined:

"We helped Conan restore his master's memory. He will definitely be very touched."

"With our help, Brother Xianhe might be gentler towards us in the future."

"Hey, maybe they'll give us more free meal coupons."

After imagining the future, the three little ones became more motivated.

Touma, who was walking in the middle, had no idea what they were talking about.

He carefully recalled what he had seen in the past few days and remembered the white-haired boy he saw this morning before he followed his mother home.

That older brother seems to be very serious...

Was it because of amnesia?

Mizuki Tono, who was following them from a distance, looked a little unhappy after hearing what the children said.

He couldn't help but tighten his hand on the shotgun strap.

"Why did you wake up..."

The group of children here don’t know that danger is approaching.

Inside the hotel.

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at Yun Xianhe who was planning to go up the mountain to play today, but he failed to persuade him.

Yes, he had discovered it a long time ago.

The other party actually doesn't like crowded places.

Even if you want to participate in a celebration and join in the joyous scene, you should do so in the company of friends.

Being in a prosperous environment, but feeling desolate.

The sunlight fell on the young man, as if to melt him.

Zhu Fu Jingguang reached out his hand subconsciously, but caught nothing.

Yun Xianhe dodged reflexively, but when he saw Zhu Fu Jingguang who seemed to be afraid of something in his eyes, he stopped in his tracks and pursed his lips slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Zhu Fujingguang, who had failed, clenched his hands uncomfortably:

"Can I go with you, Xianhe?"

"? Mr. Guang, do you want to ski too?"

Yun Xianhe recalled the road conditions in the nearby mountains and gave sincere advice:

"It's quite dangerous to ski on a mountain full of trees without any training. If you really want to try it, let's go to a place with a big ski resort in a couple of days."

The brave man's tone was very serious, and he was obviously still a little worried about this assistant who was always worried about him.

After hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang also knew that even if he really followed, he would not be able to synchronize his actions with the other party.

So he could only give a few more instructions and helplessly watch the other party leave.

[“Mr. Guang really appeared like light.”]

...The person who said this is the light that illuminates everyone, isn't he?

The grace of saving a life, the sense of responsibility as an assistant;

The compassion and sympathy that comes from understanding;

Friends’ concerns...

The brave man's steps are as firm as ever.

And the ethereal feeling of being outside the world that dissipated long ago once again lingered around the other person.

“I’m really worried…”

Zhu Fu Jingguang said this, then chuckled, looking a little lonely.

People who are pulled out of the darkness and stand in the sunshine will always cherish the warmth they can touch.