Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda looked at the group curled up on the recliner and laughed in tacit understanding.

Seeing several people looking at them, Hagiwara Kenji leaned on the railing, supported his chin with one hand, and smiled:

"I was wondering, Xiaoyun is so big, why does she like to curl herself up into a ball when she sleeps? She's like a big white cat."

Jinpei Matsuda nodded and added:

"It looks very similar to the one downstairs at the Metropolitan Police Department."

A few days ago, when he and Yan Er were looking downstairs from the window, they happened to see a cat lying on the lawn basking in the sun.

It’s similar to Yun Xianhe’s current sleeping position.

After hearing what they said, the rest of the people came here to lean on the guardrail and peek at Yun Xianhe sleeping.

Ayumi carefully recalled the cats she had seen sleeping before, and her eyes lit up:

"Really? Brother Xianhe looks just like the cat at my aunt's house!"

"Shh - keep your voice down, Ayumi, or you'll wake up Brother Xianhe."

Hearing Mitsuhiko say this, Ayumi quickly covered her mouth, blinking her big eyes, looking a little guilty.

She glanced at Yun Xianhe in the distance again, and after making sure that he was not awake, she lowered her voice and said:

"Ayumi knows."

Dr. Agasa on the side hesitated:

"I remember that this sleeping position seemed to mean that you feel insecure?"

The originally cheerful atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

Toru Amuro looked at Yun Xianhe who was sleeping soundly and sighed slightly.

Is it because of my involvement with them that it turned out like this?

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was standing by, saw what he was thinking and patted him on the shoulder.

Zhu Fu Gaoming carefully observed Yun Xianhe, who was curled up on the recliner, and analyzed:

"No, the other person's body is in a relaxed state. It may be because the recliner is too small that he is curled up like this."

There was some comfort in this sentence.

This made everyone feel a lot more relaxed.

Idahang followed up with his analysis:

"Maybe it's because the wind makes people feel cold, and when they fall asleep they subconsciously curl up because of the cold."

"The squad leader is right. Look, Xiaoyun has her hands on her shoulders."

Hagiwara Kenji added.

The half-drunk and half-awake Maori Kogoro squinted his eyes and looked at him, then turned around and asked:

"Did any of you see when he put on the blanket?"

"It was probably covered by the waiter brother standing next to us when we went up to the second-floor deck."

Conan recalled and said affirmatively.

Hearing this, Maori Kogoro smiled confidently:

"Hey, that's right. It must be because the wind was too strong, so Yun curled up subconsciously. At this time, the waiter next to him saw it and came over to cover him with a blanket. He will be fine when he warms up!"

After hearing the other party's remarks, several people felt that there was some truth in them.

Even Conan had to admit that Uncle Maori's inference this time was somewhat reliable.

Hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang became a little worried again:

"Do you want to cover Xianhe with a thicker blanket?"

After all, the other person is weak, and if he is exposed to the wind for too long, he might get a headache.

In severe cases, fever may occur.

"You don't have to worry about this alone. It's a rare vacation for Xianhe, and the waiters around him will take good care of him."

I heard Toru Amuro say this.

Zhu Fu Jingguang glanced at Si Liuyi who had been standing there waiting the whole time and felt that he was right.

The three ladies, who had never spoken a word from beginning to end, looked at the group of people gathered there with somewhat awkward expressions.

Xiaolan said hesitantly:

"I always feel like there's something strange going on."

He Ye on the side complained bluntly:

"The way those policemen and detectives gathered together to discuss things really looked like they were discussing a case."

Natalie, who had become familiar with the two after a day, laughed out loud with her hands covering her mouth when she heard this.

After receiving the hint, Xiaolan smiled awkwardly and whispered to Heye:

"It's similar to the way they analyze the bodies of the victims on weekdays..."

"I think if Xianhe hears this when he wakes up, he will definitely beat them up."

A group of people leaned on the guardrail and watched a person sleeping. The scene was indeed a bit weird.

Yuan Tai, who was standing at the edge, touched his belly:

"Shouldn't we wake up Brother Xianhe? He hasn't even had lunch yet."

He is hungry too.

Everyone was silent when they heard this question.

Then you looked at me and I looked at you, but no one spoke up to call for help.

Are you kidding? The child finally got a good night’s sleep, and you’re going to wake him up?

Hattori and Conan still remember being punched by each other in the morning.

Although Yun Xianhe probably has no mood to wake up, his life is still important.

Yun Xianhe always had the illusion that something was thorning his back when he was sleeping.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly and slowly opened.

Looking at the orchestra playing in the sunset in the distance, his heterochromatic eyes were filled with confusion.

S61, who found Yun Xianhe awake, hurried forward and poured a cup of warm water from the thermos on the table and handed it to him:

"My Lord, you are awake. Are you hungry? Dinner is ready."

Yun Xianhe sat up from the chair, yawned lazily, stretched, and then reached out to take the cup of water.

He felt refreshed after this sleep.

If he didn't feel that someone was watching him, he might have closed his eyes a little longer.

The robots knew his habits, so even if they wanted to see him, they wouldn't do it so openly.

All that's left is...

"Hey - Xianhe! Over here!"

Hattori's loud voice drifted far away on the sea breeze.

Yun Xianhe, who had just taken two sips, put down the cup and turned to look towards the second floor.

When I saw the group of people leaning on the guardrail, although I had expected it, I remained silent.

Are you so free?

Not going out to eat, not going out to play, just getting together and watching him sleep?

Never mind, I’ve gotten enough sleep anyway.

Thinking of this, Yun Xianhe finally left his recliner, stood up and stretched his muscles.

Then he raised his hand and waved towards the group of people:

"Wait a minute! I'll be right up!"

After saying this, he turned back to look at the orchestra and S61, who had obviously been here all day.

"You guys go take a rest too."

Although robots don't need to rest, humans do.

The orchestra conductor played all the songs he had recently written for 8 hours and still felt a little unsatisfied.

However, thinking that there were still ordinary humans on the ship, he gave up the idea of ​​continuing to play.

If it is exposed, it will implicate the adults.

All the robots are experienced actors.

Hearing Yun Xianhe say this, they all showed a tired but happy smile.

Conan and others on the second floor watched the entire orchestra carrying their instruments and small stools and walking back tremblingly, and then nodded.

Sure enough, this is how a normal person should behave.

Yun Xianhe looked at them staggering as if they had suffered a stroke and were about to crawl back, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Is it a bit over the top?

After noticing the expressions of the people on the second floor out of the corner of his eye, he fell silent for a moment.

Hmm...it turns out that people's physiques cannot be generalized.

Maybe in their opinion, this state is normal.

It’s not a big problem, just get by with it.