Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had just taken out his driver's license, was a little dazed when he saw Yamamura Cao.

But only for a moment.

"I'm sorry officer, what did you say?"

The indigo cat eyes took on a hint of gentleness, and became more and more like the shadow of a little guy in the mountain village's memory.

"Ah, no... um, nothing."

The voices are different, the looks are different, only the eye color is the same.

Could it be that I saw it wrong?

Shancun Cao coughed twice to cover up, reached out to take Zhu Fujingguang's driver's license, turned on the flashlight to check it.

"Excuse me, where are you from?"

"Gunma, we originally planned to travel there, but something unexpected happened so we came back."

"Is that so? The person in the back seat, could you please take off your coat? Routine inspection."

Shancun knocked on the back seat window.

Yun Xianhe, who had woken up when the car stopped, reached out to lower the window and pulled the coat covering his head down a little when he heard this.

Shancuncao was holding a flashlight in his hand, and the light shining directly at him made Yun Xianhe squint his eyes uncomfortably.

Even with the glasses covering it, the sharpness of the heterochromatic pupils still makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

Shancun Cao was startled by the other party's sudden "glare" and his eyes widened.

Just when he wanted to say something,

I saw the boy in the back seat who looked like he was not easy to mess with raised his hands to cover his eyes with a painful expression, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Please don't shine the flashlight on me, it's blinding."

“…Ah, sorry!”

Realizing that he had walked into someone's house, Shancun quickly moved the flashlight away and turned it off.

The brave man fumbled to turn on the roof light with his other hand and took a while to adjust to the light before slowly moving his hand away.

Only now could Shancun see clearly what the person in the back seat looked like.

A few strands of the boy's white hair stood up due to static electricity generated by the friction of his coat. There was fatigue and a little mist in his eyes, as if he had not woken up yet.

Looks sickly.

Hmm... this guy looks harmless no matter how you look at him, he can't be a jewel thief.

I feel like the other person's eyes are always on me.

Yun Xianhe pinched the bridge of his nose to ease the dizziness caused by being suddenly awakened from his sleep, and then looked over:

"Anything else, officer?"

"Well,"

"Ah - you are the Yamamura police officer!"

Conan in the passenger seat interrupted at the right time.

At this time, Shancuncao noticed that there was a child hiding in the passenger seat and was stunned for a moment:

"Eh? As I recall, you're that Conan?"

The little detective smiled and began to ask questions curiously like a simple child:

"Officer Shancun, let me ask you, is your intention in setting up a checkpoint here to catch those jewel thieves?"

Working overtime on a snowy day, it was rare to see an acquaintance.

Perhaps influenced by the aura of "Conan is someone close to Maori Kogoro", Yamamura Cao explained the reason to Conan very naturally:

"Yes, each of the three jewelry thieves had a mask on his head. After they robbed the jewelry store in Gunma, they abandoned the stolen car they used to escape in the Gunma Mountains. No one knows where it disappeared to."

"However, one of the three of them was slightly injured, so logically they shouldn't have been able to run very far."

Yun Xianhe in the back seat listened quietly and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang silently through the rearview mirror.

This kind of news shouldn't be told to others, right?

Zhu Fujingguang, who felt that he could read these words from the other person's eyes, smiled helplessly.

Conan continued to ask:

"Injuried?"

Seeing that someone finally asked about this matter, Shancun stood up seriously and coughed twice:

"That's right. I happened to be nearby when I received the notification. When I arrived, I happened to see the three criminals hastily fleeing from the jewelry store."

"At this point, I pulled out my service gun and told them, 'Don't move! Or I'll shoot!'"

As he spoke, Yamamura gestured with a gun, and proudly showed off to Conan:

"Handsome, right?"

"So handsome!"

The young detective started to act the supporting role at a very appropriate time.

Hearing the compliment he wanted, Shancun smiled crookedly and continued to talk about his glorious deeds:

"But at this time, the three criminals still refused to stop, so I fired a shot to warn them."

The three people in the car twitched their lips at the same time.

Yun Xianhe felt that this police officer might have watched too many police and gangster movies.

The storyteller didn't think there was anything wrong with his behavior. He continued to describe it vividly and even added his own voice:

"Ah, bang! At this moment, one of the gangsters was shot in the thigh!"

"Cough cough!"

The guard who was on duty with Shancun finally couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but cough twice to interrupt the other party.

Shancun's face turned red when he realized that he was indeed a little too proud of himself.

He coughed lightly and said seriously:

"In short, I don't know whether these three criminals had prepared another vehicle in the mountains as a backup, or whether they robbed the vehicles passing by on the road. We are still tracking their whereabouts. Have you seen any similar suspicious people?"

Morobushi Keimitsu and Conan in the driver's seat shook their heads at the same time.

Yun Xianhe in the back seat yawned and said in a somewhat unclear voice:

"In this case, I suggest that you remember to check the trunks of passing vehicles, Mr. Officer."

"Trunk?"

Shancun blinked his eyes in confusion at first, then suddenly realized:

"I see! The criminals dispersed and hid in the trunk, right? That way they could get out! It's a common plot in movies."

Zhu Fujingguang in the driving seat smiled helplessly and explained:

"I think Xianhe means that the injured criminal is probably hiding in the trunk. As for the uninjured people, they can just sit in the car normally and get away with it."

No matter what, it is impossible for three people to travel in three cars. The risk is too great.

"Ah! That makes sense!"

Shancuncao was pointed out in an instant.

He first looked at Conan, then at the other two, guessing that they must have a close relationship with Mouri Kogoro.

Or is he the other party's disciple?

As expected, Mr. Maori!

"Besides that, you can also call in a police dog. The smell of blood is also a good direction for investigation."

Yun Xianhe could vaguely see that Zhu Fu Jingguang's attitude towards this mountain village police officer was a little different, so he gave another suggestion.

Just then, another car drove up from behind.

However, the opponent's driving skills did not seem to be very good, and the inner tires were pressed on the inner line of the lane.

Seeing someone else coming, Shancun returned Zhufu Jingguang's driver's license to the other party.

"Then please open the trunk."

"Ok."

The trunk was empty.