Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

After hearing this, the little detective who had finally been "freed" looked at the other party with half-moon eyes:

“…Brother Xianhe, you really spoil your children easily.”

"Hahaha, is that so? It doesn't matter, right? After all, that's how I grew up."

"Well...it's still somewhat related."

After all, people cannot be generalized.

Yun Xianhe did not argue with Conan about this issue.

He shared the breakfast he had bought earlier with Conan, and then personally sent him off:

"Come and play again when you have time—"

"Definitely next time."

After seeing Conan off, Yun Xianhe looked down at the silly wolf holding a toy in its mouth next to him.

"It looks like I'll have to rely on you from now on, Brick."

"Woof?"

After Ban Zhuan was forced by Yun Xianhe to sleep in his arms for two nights, Zhu Fu Jingguang returned from vacation.

When the brave man thought that there were living people in the house at night, he suddenly felt that he could do it.

Under the other party's puzzled gaze, he neatly put away all the light strips spread in the yard.

"Has Xianhe held a party in the yard these past few nights?"

"No, I'm just testing the endurance of the new solar lights. I want to see how long they can shine at night after being in the sun all day. Wow - is this a specialty for me? Thanks, Mr. Light!"

The brave man who got the delicious food was in a good mood.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was standing by, looked at Yun Xianhe, who seemed to have small flowers floating around him, and smiled:

"As long as Xianhe likes it, my brother said you are welcome to visit him when you have time."

"Okay, okay! Mr. Guang, remember to recommend me some delicious food there!"

"Okay. What do you want for dinner?"

"For dinner,"

Ring ring ring——

The second half of the conversation was interrupted by the ringing of the phone.

Yun Xianhe gave Zhu Fu Jingguang a wait look, and then answered the phone:

"Hey?"

"Brother Xianhe, do you have time now?"

"Conan, what's wrong?"

"I found the Black Organization's traces!"

"…ah?"

"It's true! I'm telling you!"

The little detective on the other end of the phone was still chattering.

Yun Xianhe glanced at the unlocked black character card on the system panel.

Gin, rum and Vermouth are all in the city of romance.

Chianti and Cohen are currently on standby.

There are indeed a few characters that have not been unlocked yet. Excluding the BOSS, the remaining ones are of very low importance.

In other words, the remaining people are most likely marginal figures.

The kind that would probably die if touched by the son of great fortune.

So which unlucky guy will be met by Conan?

Tequila? Who is Tequila?

Oh, he's been blown to death, so it doesn't seem to matter whether he unlocks it or not.

Wait a minute, so Conan met someone from the Black Organization?

Tsk, it seems his job of 'accompanying in solving cases' is not up to par.

Did you encounter this a long time ago? Then it's okay.

"Brother Xianhe? Are you listening to me?"

"Yeah, yeah, I'll be right there, give me the address."

After noting down the location, Yun Xianhe glanced at the red sunset outside the window and sighed helplessly.

Zhu Fujingguang, who was standing by, saw this and said with concern:

"What's wrong? Did something happen to Conan again?"

"It's not a big deal. I'll be back soon. For dinner...how about a casserole?"

"it is good."

"Great! I can finally eat Mr. Guang's cooking again! Don't worry, Mr. Guang, I'll be back as soon as I'm done! I'll be angry with anyone who doesn't let me come back for dinner!"

The brave man said it with great confidence.

Looking at the funny Yun Xianhe, Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled:

"Then I'll wait."

·

By the time Yun Xianhe arrived at the hotel Conan mentioned, it was already completely dark.

'Thanks to the 'favor' of 'darkness phobia',

Brave men always feel that something dangerous may pop out at any time in places without light.

After getting out of the taxi, he almost ran into the hotel.

Conan, who was waiting outside the room, suddenly brightened up when he saw Yun Xianhe appear.

He quickly ran to the other person and grabbed the sleeve of his windbreaker.

"I remembered to call you this time!"

“Well done!”

Although part of the reason was that Conan was anxious when he saw that the disk that might contain clues about the Black Organization was about to be taken away by the police.

But at least the other party was notified.

"Brother Xianhe?! Why are you here?"

Megure Jusan, who was listening to the forensic doctor's explanation, was obviously stunned when he saw Yun Xianhe.

Yun Xianhe pushed his glasses and smiled innocently:

"Conan said there's an interesting case here and wanted me to take a look."

Maori Kogoro, who was standing aside, looked at Conan hiding behind Yun Xianhe with half-moon eyes and curled his lips:

"What a nosy little brat."

Seeing the body about to be carried away, Yun Xianhe took out gloves and a mask from his pocket and said to Officer Megure:

"Mind if I take a look?"

"Ah, yes... We already know the cause of death of the victim and the method used by the murderer. All we can do now is to continue investigating..."

Yun Xianhe took a quick look at the body of the deceased.

Conan on the side quickly used small gestures to point out the doubts to him.

After examining the body,

Yun Xianhe stood up and looked around the hotel room, then quietly followed Conan's force and walked to the table nearby.

Looking at Gao Mu who was standing in front of the table putting the disk into the evidence bag, Yun Xianhe asked:

"Does the victim have the habit of keeping a diary?"

Inspector Megure nodded:

"Yes, we have just checked it. The most recent record is from three days ago. It says that one of the three people present has found his residence and seems to be planning to come and look for him."

Hearing this, Yun Xianhe nodded thoughtfully, and naturally reached out to take the evidence bag from Officer Gao Mu's hand and looked around:

"Is that so?"

Conan's eyes lit up as he watched Yun Xianhe pick up the disk.

But it's a pity.

Yun Xianhe didn't seem to have the intention of looking through the records again.

He just took it in his hand, looked around, and then returned the evidence to Officer Takagi.

"Brother Xianhe!"

The young detective lowered his voice and called out to the other party anxiously.

Feeling the pulling force from the corner of his clothes, Yun Xianhe raised his hand and patted the other person's head.

Without even looking at the other party, he said to Officer Megure confidently:

"I already know the murderer's name."

"Nani?!"

"Really, Brother Xianhe?!"

Yun Xianhe pointed at the Go table beside him and said in a relaxed tone:

"Although I don't know who the people present are, the deceased has already written down the name of the murderer."

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about, Yun? Where are the words on it?"

Everyone who heard his words looked at the chessboard beside them.

Kogoro Mouri stood by with his hands in his pockets, looking at the chessboard horizontally, vertically, left and right, but he couldn't figure out where the so-called words were.

"Where? Why don't I see any words?"