Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"Really... Why did it rain when we got back... Ugh!"

Caught a cold.

Thanks to Constitution 2 and Mr. Takahashi for his help.

A person who refused to see a doctor experienced an inflammation of the wound.

The sudden cold also successfully developed into a high fever.

Yun Xianhe, whose mind was unusually clear, squinted at the number on the thermometer and destroyed the body without hesitation.

As long as he can't see, he is healthy.

Mr. Guang is a bit busy lately.

I don’t know if it was because Mr. Amuro thought he was too comfortable, so he called him away to do some work.

Yun Xianhe, with a fever-reducing patch on his forehead, was grateful for his sudden good luck.

Fortunately, Mama is not here.

If the other party knew that he was sick...

Yun, whose head was swollen, grinned.

Xiao Tiandao, who was always on the lookout, was a little worried. He was afraid that Yun Xianhe would become stupid if he continued to burn like this.

"I can guess what you're thinking."

[Huh?!]

Ah, that's not right.

The other party could only guess why he reacted so strongly!

Xiao Tiandao realized that he seemed to have been fooled, looked at Yun Xianhe who was smiling brightly, but in the end he did not argue with him.

Forget it, just think of it as taking care of the patient yourself.

[Mr. Yun, you should rest now.]

"eat first."

[You can order a takeaway.]

"No... the food must be fresh and hot, preferably freshly cooked."

Looking at Yun Xianhe who was about to go out staggeringly, Xiao Tiandao seemed to be hesitant to speak.

He was afraid that the other party would fall down somewhere and become a fresh corpse.

bah bah bah!

On rainy days + when you have a cold, it is best to eat something hot and easy to digest.

Holding a black umbrella, wrapped up completely except for his glasses, Yun was the first to choose a ramen restaurant.

There were still quite a few people near dinner time.

However, perhaps due to Yun Xianhe's outfit which looked very strange in the summer, there were not many people sitting around him.

"Hello, what can I get?"

"One bowl of ramen, please."

While waiting for the meal, Yun Xianhe looked around him boredly. Seeing them eating so lively, he suddenly felt a little nostalgic for the mundane world.

As the noodles came, Yun Xianhe had just picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and hadn't even put it in his mouth when he heard a very shrill scream coming from next door.

The slippery noodles fell back into the bowl consciously, and the soup splashed all over Yun Xianhe's face.

……unlucky!

"This noodle is poisonous! Don't eat it!"

I don't know who shouted first, but everyone present put down their chopsticks.

This made Yun Xianhe, who had just put the noodles in his mouth and took a big sip, seem quite out of place.

"Sir? Are you okay?"

A big brother who looked easy to talk to looked at Yun Xianhe who was still eating with some concern.

The latter waved his hand and neatly rolled up another chopstick of noodles and stuffed it into his mouth.

If he doesn't eat, something might happen to him.

"Thank you for the treat, boss, you are a very good cook."

The boss, who had just called the police and was worried about the death of someone in his company, twitched his lips and smiled awkwardly:

"Thank you. I appreciate the compliment……"

No one present can leave.

After eating and drinking his fill, Yun Xianhe decided to lie down on the table and take a nap for a while, hoping to get enough rest so that he could recover faster.

This also caused him to miss Kogoro Mouri and Conan who followed Inspector Megure in.

After carefully checking the scene, routine questioning began.

"Did you notice anything odd before the victim collapsed?"

"Strange thing……"

The noodle shop owner thought for a while, and finally pointed at the people who had argued with the victim or had eaten with him.

"If there is any other, it's the gentleman lying over there now."

Hearing him say this, everyone present turned their eyes to Yun Xianhe in the corner.

Conan frowned as he looked at the man who was covered tightly from head to toe.

For some reason, he always felt that the other person looked familiar.

"That's right! Just now when they said the noodles were poisonous, that person ate all of his noodles as if he didn't hear anything!"

A good friend of the victim shouted as if he suddenly discovered something.

The people around also started discussing:

"Do you think it was that person who poisoned it? He wasn't afraid because he knew which bowl was poisoned?"

"How is it possible? He came much later than the one who died, and the two were so far apart..."

"I don't know. I don't think he's a good person. He wears so many clothes and doesn't even show his face."

The topic of the crowd strayed further and further away.

After hearing what happened, Inspector Megure frowned and looked at Kogoro Mori. The two of them walked to Yun Xianhe, one in front and one behind.

Inspector Megure mentioned a little sound:

"Sir, please raise your head and cooperate with our investigation."

Yun Xianhe did not move, and the people around him began to guess:

"Could it be that the noodles he ate were poisonous and he died?!"

Upon hearing this, Officer Megure was shocked and quickly reached out to touch Yun Xianhe's neck.

Yun Xianhe, who was half asleep and just about to wake up, felt someone approaching and subconsciously reached out and grabbed the other person's hand.

Their eyes met, Yun Xianhe was still a little slow to react, and Officer Megure shouted first:

"Brother Xianhe?! Why are you here?!"

Yun Xianhe, who had just adjusted his glasses, saw that it was Officer Megure and quickly let go of his hand, still a little dazed:

"Inspector Megure and Uncle Maori? When did you arrive?"

Looking at Yun Xianhe who had obviously just woken up, Maori Kogoro put his hands on his waist and replied with half-moon eyes:

"I've been here for a long time. How can you fall asleep at the crime scene?"

"a bit tired."

Subconsciously, he glanced around the scene and saw Conan standing behind Kogoro. Yun Xianhe reached out and touched his head accurately.

The boy, who had just woken up, spoke in a hoarse voice with a hint of laziness:

"Hello, Conan—"

"Brother Xianhe, you should be well. Your hands are so hot!"

"is it?"

The boy who took his hand back blinked.

Officer Megure standing by asked Yun Xianhe to take off his mask and hat to cooperate with the inspection.

After seeing the boy's almost red cheeks and the fever-reducing patch crooked on his forehead, Conan showed an expected expression.

“You have a fever?!”

Seeing that Officer Megure was about to call the medical staff over there, Yun Xianhe waved his hand and reached out to pull up the sleeves of his sweatshirt.

Looking at the arm in a splint and the other wrapped in bandages, Inspector Megure's eyes twitched.

"you……"

The fat police officer seemed to be hesitant to speak, and Kogoro Mouri beside him raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Ah, that case wasn't handled by Inspector Megure, so I don't know."

After listening to the other party's brief account of his unfortunate experience, Inspector Megure turned around and continued to question other people.

Yun Xianhe straightened his sleeves and yawned lazily.

Conan, who was standing by, watched him take out an unopened fever-reducing patch from somewhere, opened it and put it directly on his forehead.

Sure enough, it's still crooked.

"Where's your special cold medicine?"

"Huh? Ah... I have a high resistance to all drugs except painkillers. It's useless if I take them."

"Hey?! How could this happen?"

Yun Xianhe spread his hands and sighed helplessly:

"I don't know either. I've seen so many doctors but none of them could find anything wrong."

Haha, if we can find out what’s going on with the heavens, then there really is a problem.

What’s damned is that even the medicines produced by the system have the same effect.

Yun Xianhe once asked if he could be rescued if he died suddenly?

As a result, Xiao Tiandao actually told him that the surgery could maintain his condition.

Outrageous!

The more you read the score, the more outrageous it becomes!

Yun Xianhe leaned against the bar, squinting his eyes as he looked at Inspector Megure and the others and asked questions.

Actually secretly open the system panel.

The long list behind the physical status bar is really a bit dazzling.

But luckily that damn 'crunch' will end tomorrow!

Ha! I can finally go out and play without any worries!

"Conan, let's go out and play the day after tomorrow!"

The young detective who was thinking about the details of the case twitched his eyes and wanted to ask Yun Xianhe if his brain was confused.

"I don't mind. Will your cold be healed by then?"

Glancing at the 39.1 degree behind the high fever, Yun Xianhe lied with his eyes half closed:

"I think I'll be fine tomorrow."

"..."

"I know! The criminal is you, Mr. Inoue!"

Conan looked at Yun Xianhe who seemed to be about to fall asleep at any moment.

He glanced at Maori Kogoro who was reasoning confidently.

He pinched his eyebrows with a headache.

I can’t carry it. I can’t carry it at all.

Someone come and rescue him.