Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"What? It hurts."

The thief obviously didn't understand what Yun Xianhe said, but it didn't matter.

The boy's bandaged hands clamped his arms tightly, and as he looked at him with horror, he tried to pry them back little by little.

Suddenly, Yun Xianhe seemed to have thought of something and turned to look at Officer Megure and others standing over there:

"Inspector Megure, could you please turn Xiaolan and the others around? The following scene is not suitable for children to see."

"what?"

When Inspector Megure heard this request suddenly, he was stunned at first.

He looked at Yun Xianhe, who was smiling harmlessly, and then glanced at the thief whose face was filled with the words "save me", and still tried to persuade him a little:

"Brother Xianhe, don't be impulsive."

"Don't worry, it will be quick, I promise nothing will happen."

"Oh, okay..."

Inspector Megure hesitantly asked all the children present, including Xiaolan and Kazuha, to turn around.

Then he looked at Yun Xianhe worriedly.

Then he saw that the boy who had smiled brightly at him just now had pressed the man to the ground.

"Stealing, huh?"

"what!"

"Robbery, huh?"

"Ah! Help!"

"You're quite capable, even holding a knife!"

"Woo, woo, help!"

"Do you know that motion sickness makes working overtime very uncomfortable?"

“Wuwuwuwu…I was wrong, ah! Help, ah! Help!”

The hero who regained his memory felt very uncomfortable (in a physical sense) about what happened to him today.

Whether it's the nausea in the abdomen or the dull pain in the temple.

The pain of a protracted battle made him feel very bad.

What's more, he also wasted the glass of lemonade that Uncle Maori bought for him.

That was lemonade with ice cubes! The kind that Mr. Guang usually wouldn't let him drink!

'Little Heavenly Dao.'

The little Tiandao in the Tiandao space felt something was wrong the moment he discovered that Yun Xianhe had recovered his memory.

He turned around twice in panic, and finally stuffed himself under the table again.

Then he saw the scene of Yun Xianhe beating someone.

Xiao Tiandao, who was suddenly called, didn't dare to respond at all. He was so scared that even his toes curled up.

Yun Xianhe, who didn't get a response, smiled at the prisoner's frightened eyes.

The slightly long hair half-covered the heterochromatic eyes, making her look particularly cold.

"It's okay if you don't answer. Just remember that you will get a beating like this when the mission is over."

[? ! ]

Yun Xianhe turned off the telepathic communication and raised his hand to punch the thief again.

"what!"

The situation got a little out of control.

A man with bandages wrapped around his body, a cooling patch on his forehead, and looking like he had just escaped from the intensive care unit was pinning a knife-wielding gangster to the ground and beating him.

Inspector Megure looked dazed for a moment before he quickly stepped forward and pulled the man away.

"Alright, alright, brother Xianhe! If you keep hitting him, he'll die!"

"Don't worry, Officer Megure. I guarantee that he won't even have a bruise on his body."

He specifically targets acupuncture points, ensuring that the pain is excruciating but no traces are left.

The shocked thief burst into tears and curled up on the ground crying uncontrollably.

Seeing Yun Xianhe being pulled away, he used his hands and feet to dodge backwards. When he met the white bird that came to catch him, he took the initiative to reach out and hug the other's legs:

"Woo, woo, woo! Officer, officer! He hits people! Did you see it? He hit me! Woo, woo, woo, arrest him quickly!"

Shiratori Renzaburo, whose trouser leg was rubbed with snot, looked a little unhappy.

He lowered his eyes to look at the man who was holding his calf tightly, and said ruthlessly:

"I'm sorry, I didn't see it, but sir, you are under arrest."

"Wuwuwu, wuwu? What?"

The thief was taken away by handcuffs.

Before leaving, because the thief was howling and insisting on reporting to Yun Xianhe, Officer Megure, following the latter's eye signal, lifted up the thief's clothes.

Hey, don't tell me, there's really no injury at all.

The thief was dumbfounded and wondered if there was something wrong with him.

Otherwise, why do I feel pain all over my body but have no injuries?

Solve this little episode.

Yun Xianhe shook his hand which was hurt by the collision and turned to look at Xiaolan and others who were still facing away from him.

“You can turn around now.”

The children are very obedient.

When Xiaolan turned around, she saw Yun Xianhe standing not far away.

There was a smile on the other person's lips, and his pair of heterochromatic eyes were illuminated brightly by the lights of the amusement park.

"good evening."

"Mr. Xianhe?"

Hearing the other party's gentle tone, Xiaolan called out the other party's name somewhat uncertainly.

Children are very sensitive to adults' emotional changes.

Bu Mei looked at Yun Xianhe and her eyes lit up.

She cautiously took a few steps closer to the other party, raised her head and said:

"Brother Xianhe, have you recovered your memory?"

"Hey - Ayumi was the first one to discover it. By the way, thank you for the amulet."

The palm of my hand that landed on my head was very light, and it felt the same as it did long ago.

"Great! Brother Xianhe remembered it!"

Ayumi cheered happily after getting a positive answer.

The other two kids were also happy about this. After all, they were still afraid of the other's serious look when they lost their memories.

Hearing this, Xiaolan blinked blankly.

Under the lights of the playground,

The vague indifference and wandering feeling that originally lingered on the boy seemed to have dissipated.

The fireworks scent like sunshine and morning dew that should have belonged to each other is back.

The brave man they knew was back.

Conan and the others will definitely be very happy if they know this.

Thinking of this, Xiaolan looked at Yun Xianhe who winked at her, and also showed a sincere smile.

Kazuha next to him was still a little confused, and looked at Xiaolan with a puzzled look on his face:

"What are those kids talking about? What's with the amnesia? And, Xiaolan, you're smiling so strangely."

"Eh?! Is there?"

"Hmm, feeling... a very comforting feeling?"

"You must be kidding, right?! Is that weird?!"

The topic here was successfully diverted.

On the other side, Inspector Megure took the thief away and hurried back here.

Those kids also have a bunch of bombs strapped to their hands that need to be dealt with.

From a distance he saw Yun Xianhe squatting there chatting with three children.

The hero, who usually was not polite to children, chatted with them happily for the first time.

"Hey - Conan is the 100,000th tourist? Is that true? That's too lucky, right?"

"That's right, but I don't know where that guy has gone."

Mitsuhiko complained a little about this friend who always abandoned them.

He could guess with his toes that the other party must be following Detective Maori to solve the case again.

Really, even though we are all members of the Junior Detective League, that guy really likes to act alone.

Yun Xianhe recalled what he had done when he lost his memory.

Thinking of the resentful expression of the little detective and the white horse detective he met today, he tried hard not to laugh out loud for a long time.

The poor little detective was played around by the thief.

But I ignored the chocolate today, will they be angry? Maybe I can treat them to a meal later.

Oh, yes, and Mr. Guang.

Well - let's compensate Mr. Guang with a luxury cruise trip.

I've been busy and exhausted recently, so I'd like to take this opportunity to relax.