Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"Did he commit suicide two years ago?"

"Yes, that's what Sister Ayako said."

Yun Xianhe lowered his eyes slightly and asked casually:

"She is also in the film club? What is her job?"

"Well, Sister Ayako didn't say anything about work."

"That's it."

Then he probably knew what it might be.

Seeing Xiaolan and the others coming out of the kitchen carrying food, Yun Xianhe brought Conan forward to help.

Although I can't help with cooking, I can still help with dish presentation.

"I'm starving."

As soon as the food was served, Ota and Kakutani walked in from outside.

The latter was still holding the camera in his hand and kept filming.

"Huh? Where's Chikako?"

"She's tired, so she went upstairs to rest. Takahashi-kun, dinner is ready!"

Takahashi, who had just come down from the ladder, responded.

Yun Xianhe glanced at the other person and said nothing.

"Brother Xianhe? What's wrong with you?"

"No, just thinking about something."

"Hey! Who are you?"

Takahashi, who had not yet come down from the second-floor balcony, suddenly shouted.

Everyone downstairs looked up.

"what happened?"

"There seems to be someone by the window below."

Takahashi's voice seemed to tremble slightly with fear.

A few people looked out the window and saw the bandaged man quickly passing by with Chikako.

Yun Xianhe, who witnessed everything, narrowed his eyes slightly, calmly picked up a piece of tempura from the plate in front of him and put it into his mouth.

There is no hope.

Seeing Conan climbing out the window, Yun Xianhe stood up and followed him before those people could react.

"Conan!"

"Xianhe! Can you tell which way that person is going?!"

Yun Xianhe stopped walking and scanned the area with his flashlight, then raised his hand and pointed Conan in a direction.

Finally, in the forest, everyone found Chikako's dismembered body.

Yun Xianhe, who was standing at the back, looked at everything in front of him with indifference.

Real fear, pretended calm, hypocritical panic...

The only person present was Conan, who was unaware of the truth and put his life first.

In fact, no one is that sad about the other's death.

'I hate this world.'

[…What happened to Mr. Yun?]

'nothing. '

I just feel a little sad.

Kadoya covered Chikako's body with his own clothes.

Several people returned to the villa with heavy hearts and told others about their discoveries in the forest.

Ota pretended to be calm and sneered:

“…Chikako was the one who went to the woods so late at night. She should be blamed for what happened. Anyway, let’s forget about it and go back to bed.”

"Ohta, how could you..."

Kakutani was obviously a little angry.

Ayako came out to take charge of the situation and persuaded everyone that it was very late and they should have a good rest and wait until tomorrow to go down the mountain and call the police.

Now that things have come to this, there is nothing anyone can do.

Conan discovered some suspicious points and is looking for clues seriously.

After a while, he realized that Yun Xianhe, who was following behind him, had not spoken a word the whole time, and his silence was a little strange.

"Brother Xianhe?"

"Ok?"

Conan opened his mouth, wanting to ask the other party if he had noticed anything.

But when I thought about the other party's direct answer, I changed the subject:

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

It can't be that he was frightened by the scene just now.

"No, I just thought of something."

Reminded me of their trial system.

After the great catastrophe of the next two thousand years, the hearts of the humans that survived had already become indestructible.

Self? What a strange idea.

There are many ways to solve problems, but there are even more things to worry about and think about.

The tenacious human beings, like sunflowers, take root in the diseased earth and strive towards a new era.

Life only blooms on the battlefield of opposing wars, in the exploration of dangerous situations, or in the journey to defeat "evil".

Everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, each doing his or her job.

Even if it is a conflict, what can't be resolved by a duel and a trial?

The current situation is understandable in this world where many emotions are magnified.

But he who was supposed to be a knight also became a demon.

I don’t understand. Sometimes the heroes of later generations really can’t understand the emotions of people in this world.

He was like an indifferent passer-by, flipping through the plots in the old book, feeling nothing but confusion and no emotion at all.

Of course, if the man who claims to be "chivalrous" really only did this one evil thing.

Judging from the judgment of future generations, it is not unforgivable.

However, this kind of knight who has blood on his hands before taking the oath is more likely to be recruited by evil villain organizations.

"Conan, Xianhe, it's time to go back and rest!"

"it is good--"

The little detective responded obediently, walked forward and pulled the still dazed Yun Xianhe back.

Yun Xianhe looked down at the tiny thing in front of him that was only as tall as his thigh, and felt emotional.

Sure enough, this is the only normal thing in the world.

probably.

"Xianhe, did you know that a murder would happen tonight?"

After returning to the room and closing the door, the young detective looked at someone who was making the bed and asked directly.

"No, I just noticed something was wrong with one person, but I didn't know anyone would die."

Conan, who was originally about to ask the other party why he didn't stop this incident, stopped talking.

After thinking for a while, he suddenly looked up:

"You already know who the murderer is? Wait, is this incident related to that Atsuko?"

Conan, who connected all the clues together, looked at Yun Xianhe in shock.

The latter was still changing into pajamas, and his voice sounded a little nonchalant:

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be as you said. As for whether there will be another murder..."

Yun Xianhe looked up at the window where the curtains were not yet drawn.

The rain that had just stopped started falling again.

"Who knows? It all depends on the conscience of the murderer."

"In that case, let's go now."

"Well, but I guess, even if a murder happened, the first person the other party would want to kill would be me."

"what?!"

The little detective was instantly furious when he heard the news. Just when he was about to say something to Yun Xianhe, he saw the other party waved his hand and lay down on the bed.

"Okay, take a rest. You won't grow taller if you stay up too late."

"..."

Looking at the person who fell asleep almost in a second, Conan rubbed his face helplessly, turned off the lights, went to bed, and began to review everything that happened today.

The confused little detective turned over several times in frustration.

After seeing Yun Xianhe lying on the bed and seemingly asleep, he focused his attention on what the other person had just said.

Who is it and why does the other party want to kill Xianhe?

Could it be that the other party knew that Xianhe had discovered his secret?

How is it possible? All this is just speculation.

As the little detective thought about it, he felt more and more sleepy. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he seemed to vaguely hear the sound of the floor-to-ceiling window being opened.

anyone? !

The cold wind poured in through the open window, and Conan, who was half asleep, woke up instantly.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the so-called bandaged weirdo holding a bloody axe and chopping towards Yun Xianhe with an evil smile.

"Wake up Xianhe!"

Conan looked at the axe falling in horror, and quickly stood up and rushed towards the opposite side.

But halfway through, a hand caught him steadily in his arms.

"Didn't I tell you not to be reckless?"

"Xianhe?!"

click,

Yun Xianhe, who was holding the axe handle with one hand, heard the slight clicking sound and his eye twitched.

The assistance system is very considerate and immediately updates the body status bar with a message: bone fracture.

After seeing that it was just a fracture and not a broken bone, Yun Xianhe breathed a sigh of relief.

He threw Conan onto the bed on the other side, turned over and started fighting with the bandaged monster.

Conan wanted to knock the other person down with an anesthetic needle.

However, Yun Xianhe was too close to the opponent, so he didn't dare to take action after aiming several times.

The bandaged monster who was fighting obviously did not expect that Yun Xianhe's skills would be so good.

Seeing that he was about to be caught, he turned the axe around and swung it at Conan who was standing beside him.

"Conan!"

Grasping the axe handle and feeling the huge force coming from his wrist, Yun Xianhe frowned and looked at the bandaged man.

Seeing that this didn't work, the latter took out a small knife from somewhere and stabbed Yun Xianhe fiercely.

"Um,"

Yun Xianhe groaned in pain and paused in his movement to grab someone.

The bandaged freak who was stabbed ignored the axe and turned to run to the balcony.

Conan, who was a step slower than the other party, chased out but did not see anyone, so he hit the balcony railing hard.

"By the way, Xianhe! Are you okay?!"

"Thank you for remembering me..."

Yun Xianhe, who was slumped on the bed, looked at the little detective who came back from the balcony with a fake smile.

He angrily poked Conan's head with his unbroken hand:

"Really? If the other party had been waiting outside with a weapon, you would have been dead by now."

The young detective laughed awkwardly and was about to say something when he felt something wet on his forehead.

"You are hurt?!"

"Oh, just a minor injury."

Conan quickly turned on the light, and after seeing the long cut on Yun Xianhe's arm, he felt terrible.

"Wait a moment! I'm going to ask Sister Ayako for a medical kit!"

Everyone who had just fallen asleep in the middle of the night woke up after hearing that Yun Xianhe had been attacked.

Xiaolan held the gauze and looked at the torn wound on Yun Xianhe's hand, feeling a little at a loss as to where to start.

"Give me the medical kit, you guys go out and wait."

"But,"

"Don't worry, I'm used to this level of injury."

Yun Xianhe, who had no idea that his words would trigger Conan's imagination, ruthlessly pushed everyone out of the door.

After taking out the sutures and other equipment from the system backpack,

Yun Xianhe simply used a piece of "100% disinfection" talisman paper on himself.

After stitching up his own wound without changing his expression,

He then took out a lightweight splint and treated the other fractured arm.

Glancing at the long string of descriptions behind the physical status bar, the sleep-deprived hero sneered.

"Very good, it's time to settle the accounts."