Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

[Yeah! Come on, Mr. Yun! I will definitely save enough energy!]

"Oh, if I can't give it to you, just wait."

The employee contracts of the Crossing Bureau are very strict, and the cooperation agreements are even stricter.

If He dared not to give it to him, he would bring people from the Security Department of the Time Travel Bureau to beat this unscrupulous Tiandao to death.

If you can’t take it out at that time, I’ll just draw it from the source and see if you can bear it.

Xiao Tiandao felt a sudden chill behind him for no reason and looked around suspiciously. When he found no danger, he rubbed his neck.

Is He being overly concerned?

"Here you go Xianhe. Hattori-kun said he needs to go to the bathroom."

"Thank you Xiaolan."

A bitter smell permeated the air; the taste of Chinese medicinal herbs was much stronger than that of coffee.

Conan couldn't help but look at the person who was drinking the medicine expressionlessly, and was very curious about how the other person swallowed it.

He still remembers the cold medicine he took last time.

Snapped,

After a crisp sound, the whole room fell into darkness.

Maori Kogoro looked up at the position of the lamp:

"power cut?"

"Could it be because of the thunder just now?" Xiaolan guessed.

Ms. Iwakawa, who was standing not far away, explained:

"No, the fuse just blew."

"Then go find the toolbox, go quickly."

Someone shouted in the darkness.

Ms. Iwai responded and prepared to go out.

"Damn it, there's a power outage at this time."

In the darkness, Mr. Fujisawa muttered to himself, took out a lighter from his pocket, lit it, and said as he walked out:

"Ms. Iwai, use this lighting to go faster."

A faint reflection flashed by.

Yun Xianhe, who had stood up at some point, pushed his glasses habitually and rushed towards Fujisawa.

That's it!

Snapped!

"Wow!"

The lights in the restaurant suddenly came back on. Yun Xianhe grabbed the hand of the resident Ye Yanren that was holding the ice pick with one hand, and said in a relaxed and joyful voice:

"Got you."

"what!"

Ding, Dang…

Yun Xianhe exerted a little force on his hand, causing the person on the other side to feel pain, and the ice cone flew out of his hand and hit the ground.

The people present looked at Kento Toba, who was terrified, and Mr. Fujisawa, who was sitting on the ground at a loss.

And Yun Xianhe, who was calm as if he had expected it.

For a moment, I was unable to react to what was happening.

Seeing that the matter seemed to be over, the innkeeper heaved a sigh of relief, and then became furious:

"It's you! You were the one who wanted to kill me last night!"

"What?! Were you attacked last night?"

When I heard Kogoro Maori ask this,

The innkeeper pulled open the cloth around his neck, revealing several purple marks.

He angrily recounted what happened last night.

The part about telling stories with Yun Xianhe and others was omitted, which talked about their strategy of taking advantage of the opponent's strategy.

When he heard that the garage explosion was also planned by them, Kento Toba's face was full of disbelief.

"impossible!"

This shout seemed to wake up Oki Ayako.

"What are you doing? Let Yanren go!"

Ooki Ayako stepped forward and tried to help the other person break free from Yun Xianhe's restraints.

Hattori Heiji, who had returned from outside at some point, stepped forward to stop her and reminded her with a smile:

"Ms. Ayako, I advise you to calm down now. You need to understand clearly what you have done to your boyfriend."

"There must be some misunderstanding here! Right! In fact, you were the one who turned off the power, right? You were the only one who was not there just now!"

"Hey, hey, stop talking nonsense. The reason why the circuit breaker tripped just now was because Mr. Toba got the wire from the tea bag label wrapped around the microwave."

Hearing this, Toba Kento looked at Hattori Heiji in astonishment, then glanced at Yun Xianhe in front of him:

"You already knew this?!"

"There was no evidence at first, but there is now."

Hattori Heiji threw the bag he was holding to the ground.

Inside were the clothes that Kento Toba wore when he assassinated the innkeeper last night.

The ice cone that was shining with cold light was still on the ground, even if Toba Kento could exonerate himself of his previous methods.

But it is an indisputable fact that he wanted to assassinate Mr. Fujisawa.

"You brat! Tell me! Why! Why do you want to kill me and the innkeeper!"

Mr. Fujisawa, who had recovered from his shock, walked up to Kento Toba angrily, grabbed him by the collar and questioned him.

He thought that he had no grudges against the person in front of him, and even said that this was the first time they met.

"Irene Yadra's ridicule... If my guess is correct, the problem should be with the book that Mr. Fujisawa helped the innkeeper publish."

"What did you say?"

Conan, who was standing nearby, gave the answer.

Obviously, this reason seemed a bit ridiculous to both the innkeeper and Fujisawa.

Would anyone kill for a book?

You will see it today.

When Toba Kento said that he would never forgive, Yun Xianhe slowly said to Conan:

"It's quite dangerous to be a novelist in your country."

"?"

"But this person... in a sense, I like Elin Yadra more, right? Although she is also a Holmes fan. Miss Oki is really a bit worthless..."

Hearing this, Hattori Heiji raised his eyebrows:

"Even if the other person likes the characters in the book, but for his girlfriend,

"No, when I asked Xiaolan about the matter today, she told me that she saw Ms. Oki taking the questionnaire to Toha this morning."

Seeing that the two people around him were still a little confused, Yun Xianhe took off his glasses and wiped them with his eyes half closed, and said casually:

"If Mr. Toba succeeded last night, knowing that his boss was dead, he would not have been able to take the test. Then Ms. Oki would have found this key clue when she went there during the day."

"If Toba knew about this, the garage technique that used the lighter as a medium tonight might be used on Miss Oki."

Looking at the two people who were shocked, Yun Xianhe shrugged;

"Of course, all of this is my guess. But if we consider the other party's level of madness..."

It's entirely possible.

Hattori Heiji and Conan were rarely silent.

After all, they are not criminals, and they cannot even understand why the other party commits a crime.

But at the same time, we cannot deny whether the possibility Yun Xianhe just mentioned will happen.

Yun Xianhe yawned deeply and thought boredly.

This world really is always magnifying some emotions in our hearts for no reason.

"Hey, you're not actually a kid, are you?"

Hattori Heiji came to his senses, squatted down and looked at Conan closely, and suddenly said this shocking statement.

Conan was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect the other party to ask this.

"I just heard Xiaolan say in the kitchen that every time the confused detective uncle solved a case, he seemed to be asleep, and then you would come out from behind him when the case was over."

"Plus, after Kudo Shinichi disappeared and stopped handling cases, it was the time when Maori Kogoro became famous."

"Could it be... Hey, you are actually Kudo?"

This confident tone made Yun Xianhe raise his eyebrows.

Apparently this piece of Osaka chocolate is smarter than Conan and the others thought.

In addition, the children of destiny will be attracted to each other, and a mysterious feeling will always make them get to know each other and become partners.

And the last time I saw Hattori Heiji, the system punished him by changing the plot line in which Conan's identity was exposed.

I think coming here should be a necessary plot.

Well, if it was destined to be known, why should he be punished?

Yun Xianhe pretended that he didn't see Conan's distress signal and turned around to admire the way Kogoro tied up Toba.

Oh——it will be tied more securely this way.

I've learned it. Next time I meet a robber on the road, I'll try it out.

Seeing that Yun Xianhe ignored him, Conan smiled awkwardly at Hattori Heiji:

"What are you talking about? I'm just a kid."

"Stop pretending to be cute! Let me see, you should have some device that can transform your voice into that uncle's, right? And this weird watch of yours. For a child, this watch is too mature!"

"This is what my father gave me."

"As you would expect! Although you often say that you heard it from Xianhe or Kudo, your logical ability when reasoning is not something that a child of your age can master."

The more Hattori Heiji spoke, the more he felt it made sense.

He looked at Conan, who was sweating profusely, with a serious face, and was determined to get a conclusion from him.

But the young detective obviously wanted to struggle a little longer.

"Hate it, I'm just a child."

Hattori Heiji suddenly felt bored and replied with expressionless half-moon eyes:

"Hmph, forget it then."

After saying this, he stood up and ignored Conan, and walked towards Xiaolan who had just walked out of the kitchen:

"Hey, I have something to tell you. It's something interesting about this little kid—"

There was a hint of absurdity in the drawn-out tone.

Conan looked at Hattori Heiji, who seemed to be about to tell Xiaolan about the matter in the next second, and quickly called out to him.

Yun Xianhe, who witnessed the whole process of the little detective being humiliated, resisted the urge to laugh, quietly found a place to sit down and opened the system panel.

[The redemption program detected that the host avoided one death and one injury. 】

[Ding, the relevant person is detected to be of low importance, and is being extracted from the 'minor illness' document. ]

[Drawing completed, congratulations to the host for obtaining one copy of 'Hands numb' (one minute). ]

Yun Xianhe raised his eyebrows after seeing the content clearly, and then understood.

His prediction just now was correct.

After taking a look at Toba Kento who seemed to have lost his soul, and Oki Ayako who was still following him, Yun Xianhe sighed slightly.

What a scumbag.

Well, but what does it have to do with him?