Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Jingguang Maomao, who had been away for a month, smiled particularly warmly when she saw the boy's arms that were entangled like white radishes.

Yun Xianhe wanted to run away immediately after seeing this.

Then he was tripped by the little detective who had anticipated this.

After his wounds were forcibly examined, Yun Xianhe collapsed on the sofa, angrily rubbing the head of a little detective.

Damn it!

Who would have thought that he was just out there "killing a lot" and when he came back he found his house had been robbed!

Tsk! When he saw the black-skinned golden-haired guy appear, he should have thought that Mr. Guang would be back soon.

I originally thought that if I was more careful, I could continue to keep the fact of his injury a secret.

No idea!

Watching Zhu Fujingguang packing up the medical kit and walking back, Yun Xianhe reached out and pinched the little detective's face hard.

She lowered her voice and gnashed her teeth and shouted at him:

"informer!"

He even went to help the other side to spy on the enemy (?), very good! Don't want it anymore!

"I knew you would hide it from Mr. Guang."

The last time Conan saw Yun Xianhe coming out despite having a fever, he knew something was wrong.

After asking with Dr. Agasa, it turned out that Yun Xianhe's personal assistant was not at home these days.

Yun Xianhe looked at the little detective whose face was filled with the expression "I am doing this for your own good" with his crescent eyes, and a malicious smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Next time I see Xiaolan, I'll tell her that I met Kudo."

"?"

"Tell her that the other person can't see you right now because he was hit by a car."

"Huh?! What are you talking about! Please don't joke like that! Ran will definitely be worried!"

"Then why do you want to make one more person worry about me!"

Conan opened his mouth, and after a while he sighed in frustration:

"I just hope Mr. Midorikawa can keep an eye on you."

Don't be so lonely, don't always think about what you are carrying, don't be alone...

He looked like he would disappear from this world at any moment.

I know Conan has good intentions.

Yun Xianhe didn't say much, but just reached out and rubbed the other person's head:

"I'm not alone, Conan."

He also went to see the ghost tonight and played the ghost's favorite campfire lullaby.

I just wonder if those people who slept in the woods for a night will catch a cold.

It shouldn't be the case, after all, the killers are all strong.

By the way, did Gin have a few grenades in his coat pockets?

If he ran a little slower, would the other party blow him up with a grenade? !

Hiss - if the forest catches fire, will it be his or Gin's?

Yun Xianhe, whose mind was wandering, began to daydream, and Conan, who was standing next to him, looked at him in a daze and began to imagine things at first.

A vicious cycle begins.

[Ding, it is detected that the key figures in the world have increased their recognition of the host's existence to 5, please keep up the good work. ]

[Friendly reminder, when the recognition points reach 10, part of the Heavenly Dao rules will be offset for you. (The penalty for rescuing people with extremely low importance values ​​will be waived)]

Yun Xianhe became excited when he heard this system prompt.

"Xiao Tiandao, you finally built something useful."

Xiao Tiandao, who was still in the small dark room, showed an evil smile and suddenly swelled up.

[I just found this out of Mr. Yun's system basic operation manual!]

"Mmmmm, that's amazing, keep it up."

After giving a few perfunctory compliments, Yun Xianhe lowered his eyes and began to look at the new panel module.

A skill that is both useful and not so useful.

Yun Xianhe almost forgot the last time he used identification points to offset the rules.

"Why is there only 5?"

[Ding, the prerequisite for the recognition value to be generated is that the character's friendly value or malicious value towards the host is above 70%. ]

[System detection recognition points provider: Conan 1 (78%)]

【Dr. Agasa 1 (70%), Morobushi Kagemitsu 1 (73%).】

【Mori Ran 1 (71.3%), Maori Kogoro 1 (70%).】

Yun Xianhe narrowed his eyes and opened the system panel.

really.

Suzuki Sonoko is 60% (a beginner friend who left a good impression)

Hattori Heiji is 58% (a beginner friend who left a good impression)

As for Toru Amuro, it is a very low 37%. (Although he has good intentions, he is still cautious)

It seems that he needs to make Mr. Amuro realize that he is a good person.

Let’s take a look at the villain cards that were lit up tonight:

Gin 35% (normal malice (locked), the little Karami who attacked me and came from nowhere)

Vodka 40% (normal malice (locked), feels a bit dangerous, but is determined that the next winner will be his big brother!)

Hmm? Locked?

Oh—the one they knew was "Magician Ghost", not "Yun Xianhe".

Case solved.

It seems that it is easier to brush it at the moment, or it is the recognition value of the righteous son of fortune on Conan's side.

They are all kind-hearted children.

"Xianhe, can I live here for the next few days?"

"Well, if you want to stay, just stay. There are so many rooms. What?"

"Then thank you Xianhe first."

Jing Guang, with a happy smile on his face, covered Yun Xianhe with a blanket.

Seeing that the boy seemed to be thinner than the last time they met, he made up his mind to give him some nourishment.

The quick-talking Yun Xianhe mechanically raised his head and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang.

The usual amiable smile on the latter's face now looked like a devil's smile to him.

It's over.

"Hahaha, how come Mr. Guang has time to stay at my place? Don't you need to go back and look after Mr. Amuro?"

The guy who works so many jobs every day is obviously the one who needs to be watched more, right?

"Toru-kun is an adult, I believe he can take care of himself."

No, I think you need to go back and look at it.

The adults you call reliable are probably still lying in the open air in the woods.

Thinking of this, Yun Xianhe scratched the blanket guiltily and glanced at Conan who seemed to be thinking about something beside him:

"Conan is staying here tonight too?"

"Huh? Okay."

"..."

Whatever you say is fine.

Yun Xianhe raised his hand and slapped the little detective on the head, who gave him a resentful look in return:

"Hey, Xianhe, what did you do when you went out tonight?"

"It's dangerous to go out so late."

Looking at the two people, big and small, singing in unison, for some reason, Yun Xianhe remembered the sad drama that Mianhua had watched in the past.

My husband didn't come home at night, so I stayed here. Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!

My brain automatically brought the faces of the three of them into the stomach-ache plot.

Yun Xianhe only imagined such a scene, and his whole mood was hard to describe in words.

Horrible, terrible.

"Idle Crane?"

Looking at the person who was obviously dazed again, Conan called out to him softly.

Yun Xianhe, who had been pulled out of his imagination, regained his dead-eye look, slumped on the sofa and said:

"Nothing, I went to see someone."

"Huh? So late?"

"He can only come out at night."

Although it is not a real ghost, the "ghost" can only appear at night.

Hey, new bad joke about code names.

Yun Xianhe, who had made himself laugh, frowned slightly, feeling that his sense of humor seemed to be becoming more and more weird.

Conan and Zhufu Jingguang were wondering who Yun Xianhe might be going to meet so late at night.

But I heard from the other party that I can only come out at night...

Why does it seem more and more wrong the more I think about it?

The little detective shuddered all over, and after a while he looked at Yun Xianhe with half-moon eyes:

"Are you kidding me?"

"Hahahaha, you guessed it?"

"..."

Seeing Conan coming up to bite him, Yun Xianhe raised his hand to signal his surrender:

"It's my fault. I was just feeling upset so I went out for a walk."

Seeing that the two people did not believe him, Yun Xianhe crossed his arms over his chest and lay back, raising his eyebrows and said:

"Look, you two don't believe me when I tell you."

"I believe."

The young detective looked at him with a firm tone.

Yun Xianhe opened his mouth, then closed it again after a moment, and licked his dry lips with the tip of his tongue.

"You... forget it, I just went out for a walk, and I wasn't hurt anyway, right?"

This is true.

It may be because Yun Xianhe did not give the disk to Conan immediately, or it may be that tonight’s plot is a derivative plot with little impact and did not violate the sensitive line of the original work.

So apart from the slight fatigue caused by physical condition 2, Yun Xianhe did not have any other discomfort.

It was even said that because Ghost's cloak kept him warm very well, there was no chance that he would catch a cold.

Looking at Conan who seemed to be about to say something,

Yun Xianhe stretched himself and rubbed the hair on the back of his head, muttering to himself as he was about to get up and go upstairs:

"Oh, I'm a little tired from walking, I need to go to sleep."

We can't chat anymore. With that little detective's brain, you never know what the other person might know with one of his words.

Conan and Morobushi Kagemitsu were left staring at each other.

The two glanced at the clock on the wall - it was already 4 a.m. and dawn was almost approaching.

Let’s take a rest.

The next day, Yun Xianhe, who had successfully fooled Conan, was still marveling at his own cleverness.

But soon he stopped laughing.

Because of his injured arms, Zhu Fu Jingguang had to keep an eye on him all the time.

That guy looked like he wanted to just tack it onto his belt.

Not to mention going out to play, even if Yun Xianhe said he wanted to read a book, the other party would bring a special book stand to prevent him from stretching the wound.

Yun Xianhe, who was lying down with nothing to do, felt for the first time that lying down was so boring.

He felt that if he continued like this, he would start to grow mushrooms.

Jingle Bell--

"Hey--"

The moment the call was connected, Conan frowned slightly when he heard the weak voice of Yun Xianhe on the other side:

"Xianhe? What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing, just growing mushrooms."

"??"

Seeing Conan's silence, Yun Xianhe let out a breath, and then his eyes lit up:

"Are you calling me to ask me to go out and play?"

For a brave man, it is really sad to lie in one place for a long time and do nothing.

"No, Xianhe, do you know Phantom Thief 1412?"

"Hmm? Phantom Thief 1412? I don't know, do you have any other famous thieves here?"

"The other party sent a notice letter,

"Let me be healthy!"

"..."

Successfully received the fax of the notice letter from the little detective.

Yun Xianhe raised his eyebrows slightly as he looked at the piece of paper that was obviously torn into pieces and pieced together.

It seems that the owner of this letter is not very happy.

Yun Xianhe glanced at him and a meaningful smile appeared on his face:

"What's wrong, little detective? Can't you solve it?"

Hearing the voice on the other end of the phone, the little detective who hadn't figured out the answer was silent for a moment:

"No! I'm just sharing it with you!"

It feels a bit like being angry out of shame.

“Happy April Fool’s Day.”

"Ah."

"No la."

"Eh? What are you talking about?"

"Hmm? Didn't the other party write it at the beginning? Happy April Fool's Day."

"No, what about the code behind it?"

Yun Xianhe glanced at the code behind it and asked in confusion:

"Since it's April Fools' Day, is the meaning of this code important?"

"...Oh, then Brother Xianhe, you can just continue to lie down."

"??"