Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Downstairs, Conan told the others what had just happened.

When they heard him say that the bandaged man sneaked in through the window, they couldn't help but feel a little scared.

"In other words, the bandaged man climbed from the tree outside the window to the balcony and then entered your room?"

"No, the other person walked out of the room of the dead Miss Chikako to the balcony."

"Xianhe! Have you bandaged it yet?!"

"Conan, don't be so rude. You should call Xianhe brother."

Yun Xianhe, who came down the stairs, rubbed the little detective's head, and patted his shoulder soothingly.

"I'm fine. It's okay, Xiaolan. We are friends regardless of age."

"Huh? Is that so?"

"Hmm, it will seem closer."

Xiaolan blinked in confusion and turned to look at Sonoko for advice.

The other party shrugged in response to her, indicating that he didn't know either.

"Let's not worry about the name for now. What did you mean by that sentence just now? What do you mean by the other party is from Chikako's room..."

"Yes, it's what you think."

Yun Xianhe turned to look at Ota and explained:

"Just now, someone entered my room, but there was no dirt on the floor. This is the best proof. As for who the murderer is..."

The pale boy raised his arm wrapped in heavy gauze and pointed at Takahashi who was sitting across the long table.

"The bandaged freak, that's you, Takahashi."

"what?!"

Everyone present was obviously in disbelief.

Conan was stunned for a moment, but did not refute.

He believed in Yun Xianhe's judgment.

All that's left now is to find the evidence.

"Wait, wait a minute, what do you mean?"

Kakutani standing by was obviously unable to accept it.

"You mean, Takahashi killed Chikako? How is that possible? When Chikako was kidnapped, Takahashi was clearly in the villa with us."

"That's what I'm saying... Xianhe-kun, please don't make such jokes..."

"Hey, hey, even if you want revenge, you can't just slander people, right?"

"Xianhe-kun, ...did we make a mistake somewhere?"

Yun Xianhe stood there quietly without answering.

The dim wall lamp illuminated the faces of the people standing together.

The sound of the wind hitting the boy's thin back made the smile on the corner of his lips seem a little lonely.

One person versus everyone.

Realizing that something was wrong, the young detective stood next to Yun Xianhe and reached out to grab the corner of his clothes.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, the people who were talking at once gradually quieted down.

Ayako finally realized what was going on and opened her mouth, wanting to say sorry.

However, Yun Xianhe did not look at her. His heterochromatic eyes were as calm as a deep pool, carrying an unknown chill.

"Mr. Takahashi, can you take out what you're hiding in your arms and show it to me?"

"What is that? How could I possibly hide something in my arms..."

"You know what? The size and shape of your own belly is different from before you go to bed."

Takahashi laughed awkwardly twice, and Ota, who was standing next to him, curled his lips:

"Idiot, what's your excuse? The difference in size of his stomach means he's eaten."

Conan suddenly realized what was going on. He looked at Takahashi in disbelief, and his expression became serious:

"No, no matter how much you eat, your body size..."

“It is also impossible to transform from a convex semicircle to a drooping water droplet in a short period of time.”

Seeing that everyone was looking at his abdomen, Takahashi broke out in sweat on his forehead.

Yun Xianhe smiled innocently:

"Although I don't have X-ray vision, my eyesight and memory are pretty good."

His hypermnesia, combined with his ability to observe minute details, made his brain comparable to a super-efficient computer.

So when Gao Qiao repeatedly put different things in his arms, Yun Xianhe could see that

It would be more appropriate to say that we analyze the changes.

Even if it's just a millimeter different.

Excluding factors such as clothing wrinkles, the remaining

"The bandaged man's clothes are hidden in your arms now."

Seeing that Gao Qiao still wanted to refute, Yun Xianhe pretended to think and explained the method of the whole case:

"You first tricked Chikako into the woods and dismembered her."

"Then he came back with her head and put on a puppet show for us on the second floor, making everyone think that the bandaged man had fled to the woods with Chikako."

"In fact, he put the head in his arms, ran out with us, and finally threw it in the forest."

Looking at Gao Qiao, whose face was stiff and a little terrified, Yun Xianhe chuckled:

"It seems that what I said was right. After all, some of the techniques required here are only possible for you, Takahashi, who is good at making big props."

"That's nonsense! Why don't you tell me why I had to kill Chikako? Why did I have to kill you? And, and..."

"And...you want to say I have evidence?"

"Yes! Do you have evidence?"

Takahashi, who suddenly found the breakthrough point, gave a stiff grin.

The crazy look with sweat all over his forehead made the people around him feel a little strange.

But even now, they are still unwilling to doubt their friends.

"Of course, the evidence is that Chikako, who was held by the bandaged man, had the collar on her head, but it wasn't there when we found it."

"I have that collar here."

Ayako said this and took out the purple necklace from her pocket.

Yun Xianhe did not reach out to take it, but just looked straight at Gao Qiao, who was stiff all over, and asked slowly:

"Then Sister Ayako, can you tell me when and where you found it?"

"When you guys went out to chase that guy, I found it at the entrance..."

"Very good, then why did this thing that should have been on the neck of the corpse suddenly appear in the entrance? The people who went out at that time should not have the hobby to secretly bring it back, right?"

Several people looked at each other, and finally focused their attention on Takahashi who was in the middle.

"Hai Hai Yi - Question time -"

The young man clapped his hands, awakening everyone who was feeling cold.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Yun Xianhe slowly raised a finger:

"First question, if the bandaged man is from outside, how did he leave the neck band at the entrance without ever coming in?"

Kakutani answered hesitantly:

"When the enemy sneaked in and kidnapped Chikako,

After getting the answer, Yun Xianhe tilted his head slightly:

"That's not right. There wasn't that thing on the entrance before we left, right?"

"Then, the other party ran in while we were out!"

Ota gave his answer.

"Then, Mr. Ohta, please tell me a way to avoid being discovered. How can we get rid of our pursuit, rush into the villa and throw down the collar in the three seconds between us leaving and Ayako and the others reaching the entrance?"

Xiaolan on the side thought for a moment and then denied it:

"It's impossible. It's impossible to do that."

The atmosphere fell into silence.

Yun Xianhe glanced at the little detective beside him who was staring at Gao Qiao sharply, then raised his head to look at the others and said in a gentle and persuasive manner:

"I see. Then why is this neck strap there?"

Seeing that no one answered, Yun Xianhe curled the corners of his lips and clapped his hands again:

"Then, the second question is, why did the bandage monster attack me?"

"This is easy, because he's a murderer! He wants to kill everyone!"

"is it?"

Yun Xianhe was not surprised to get this answer. He turned his head to look at Gao Qiao who seemed to be trembling all over:

"My guess is that someone was killed to silence me because he thought I had seen a fatal flaw in his methods."

"What's the meaning?!"

"Because of the body shape of the bandage man and the real body shape of a certain Mr. Takahashi that I accidentally saw before..."

Looking at Gao Qiao who turned his head away as if he had given up struggling, Yun Xianhe gave the answer:

"Exactly the same."

Everyone present seemed shocked by Yun Xianhe's reasoning.

They looked at Takahashi, who didn't say a word, lowered his head and trembled continuously, as if he was suppressing something, and in an instant they seemed to understand everything.

"Takahashi..."

Ayako was obviously still a little reluctant to accept it.

She originally held this party in order to restore everyone's relationship, but in the end,

But he witnessed his former friends killing each other.

But no matter how much she didn't want to believe it, the evidence didn't lie.

Countless questions left to ask, only three simple words remained:

"why?"

Yun Xianhe, who felt a little dizzy due to excessive blood loss, took a pill from his system backpack.

He pretended to take it out of his pocket and put it in his mouth, then supported Conan's shoulder with one hand and said:

"I guess it's because of your old friend Atsuko."

"That's right, everything I did was for Atsuko!"

As Yun Xianhe had guessed at the beginning, the script was stolen by Chikako from Atsuko.

Takahashi excitedly told all his arrangements, and finally took out something he had hidden in his arms as if in a fit of anger.

The long black cape and the mannequin head fell to the ground.

He looked at those things, muttering with a slightly dull expression:

"It's all over, it's all over... I'm going to accompany Atsuko too..."

"Takahashi..."

Yun Xianhe watched in silence as the other party took out the knife that was still stained with blood.

Just as Kadoya was about to step forward, Takahashi forced him back with a knife.

Ayako and others on the side tried to persuade him to put it down, but he cried and put the tip of the knife to his chin:

"I decided to go to another world and live with Atsuko as a messenger of justice who kills the enemies!"

“Pfft, hahahahahaha!”

The boy's laughter seemed a little out of place in this depressing atmosphere.

Everyone turned to look at Yun Xianhe, who was laughing so hard that he couldn't straighten his back.

Conan looked at the other person's arm with some worry, always feeling that the other person's actions would cause the wound to crack again.

"Idle Crane?"

As if he had finally laughed enough, Yun Xianhe raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said in a trembling voice:

"Okay, then go die."

"Mr. Xianhe,"

"You don't really want to die, do you? You don't even want to be discovered as the one who killed someone. Otherwise, you wouldn't have killed me out of fear."

Gao Qiao's face was filled with tears, and he looked at Yun Xianhe with a dull expression.

The previous fear of being exposed seemed to come back to haunt him.

The boy glanced at the knife in his hand and shook his gauze-wrapped arm:

"Messenger of Justice? Maybe you did it for your friend at the beginning, but now your knife is stained with the blood of an innocent person like me. Can you still give that reason with a clear conscience?"

"You are now nothing more than a devil in the guise of a good person."

bang-

The knife in his hand fell to the ground.

Takahashi fell to the ground in pain and burst into tears.

The people around couldn't bear to look away, and couldn't tell what they were sad about.

Yun Xianhe glanced at it expressionlessly, then turned his head to look out the window.

After the rain, the clouds dispersed and dawn was about to break.