Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

The heartbroken and angry mood did have some impact after all.

Not to mention the pharyngitis and pneumonia that had just been cured.

The brave man, who had to endure the whole night with his eyes closed due to sleep disorders, now sat at the dining table, drinking pork rib soup slowly under the vague gaze of the little detective.

Eliminate fear of darkness and claustrophobia.

The remaining symptoms are anemia + gastric ulcer + cold body + osteoporosis

Well... he needs to drink more to replenish his body.

"Why are you the only one here, Xianhe? Where's that little brother?"

Hattori, who was sitting across the table, asked the question on Conan's behalf at the right time.

The brave man blew away the steam coming out of the soup bowl without changing his expression, his voice a little hoarse:

"Leave, he has things to do."

"Just leave like that?"

Conan's reaction was a little strange.

Yun Xianhe glanced at him doubtfully:

"otherwise?"

Conan choked when he heard the other party's tone.

He thought about it and finally didn't ask Yun Xianhe why he didn't keep the person.

After all, the feeling that Brother Xianhe gave him in the past two days seemed to be that he wanted to follow him all the time.

"Is he better? By the way, Xianhe, are you okay?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who immediately noticed that the other party's voice was hoarse, asked the key point.

Yun Xianhe nodded, took a bite of the crispy crust of the sugar cake, drank a mouthful of soup, and then replied:

"I'm fine. It might be because of the wind that blew last night. As for that guy, he just had a mental breakdown due to overwork. The medicine I used worked very quickly. His symptoms were mild in the past two days, so I didn't use it until he suddenly flared up yesterday."

Speaking of this, Yun Xianhe thought about Feiying's ruthlessness at that time.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, grinned, and smiled cruelly (?):

"One injection, followed by a good night's sleep, will cure the disease. The medicine is specially made. If you want to use it, I can share some with you."

Hattori's shoulders trembled, and he twitched the corners of his mouth and laughed dryly a few times:

"This, I don't need it..."

Having a mental breakdown due to overwork... that sounds terrible.

And why does overwork occur?

He remembered that guy was waiting to go to bed in the camp before it got dark every night, right?

Hiss... Could it be that... the other party is acting at night?

It seems that the nature of Xianhe's friend's job is not ordinary.

It has to be said that Hattori guessed part of the truth.

"There's no breakfast on my face, Conan. What are you thinking about? About the effects of the special medicine?"

Yun Xianhe quickly stopped Conan who was about to put his hand into the soup bowl and burn himself.

The latter, after being pulled like this, also realized that his distraction was a little outrageous.

"Ah, nothing!"

The little detective smiled bitterly and ate his meal obediently.

It seems that he was thinking wrongly.

That's right, even if this blockhead Brother Xianhe finally came to his senses, he wouldn't be that crazy.

The scene two days ago was more like a beast pouncing on its prey.

Hmm... I hope that person is okay.

The little detective, having resolved the misunderstanding (?), put his heart back in his stomach and started to eat seriously.

After the meal, Hattori, who had been playing here for several days, said goodbye to a few people reluctantly.

Successfully obtained the half-moon eyes that the little detective despised, and the hero's luxurious souvenir set.

Osaka Chocolate, carrying a bunch of local specialties (dried meat and dried fruits made by Mr. Guang), reunited with Kazuha and started the return journey.

Conan, who had stayed here for two days, finally went home.

The brave man standing at the door seeing someone off gathered the wide scarf draped over his shoulders, coughed softly twice, and then turned back into the house.

After cleaning up the table, Zhu Fujing looked at the man lazily lying on the sofa playing with bricks, and gave a friendly suggestion:

"Xianhe's friend is already well, but what about Xianhe?"

The hero who was asked felt guilty and scratched the line of his pajama pants on the outside of his thigh.

He raised his hand and used his thumb and index finger to measure a size of about one millimeter:

"It's just that my throat is a little uncomfortable, it's not a big deal!"

Zhu Fu Jingguang: Stare——

"Uh...how many days should I rest at home?"

"it is good."

"..."

Mr. Guang’s thinking: As long as Xianhe doesn’t go out, he won’t encounter any cases.

If you don't encounter any cases, you won't get hurt.

So, stay at home = don’t get hurt.

The brave man, who was already a little exhausted, did not resist. He happily lay down and allowed Zhu Fu Jingguang to feed him.

From time to time, he would take the time to remotely instruct the robot that sets off the fireworks.

It's just a pity for the silly wolf Banzhuan, whose fur on his forehead was made shiny and glossy by Yun Xianhe (? ).

It is the nature of the adventurer's soul to seek novelty and excitement.

The brave man who had been lying in bed for three days and successfully overcame his sleep disorder, immediately decided to go with Conan and the others when he learned that they were going out to handle a case!

Maori Kogoro looked at the sickly person, put his hands in his hands, and pouted to refuse:

"No, no, Yun, you are sick recently, right? I think you should just stay at home and rest."

"I can provide Uncle Maori with free transportation. It's the latest model and is said to be great to drive."

"That won't work either. This time we'll sit..."

"I'll take care of your food, clothing, housing and transportation. I'll also treat you to a nice dinner when you get back."

A famous detective has gone silent.

He didn't want to admit that he was shamefully moved.

"dad……"

When Xiaolan saw Kogoro Mouri's expression, she knew that he had compromised, and her cheeks turned red with shame.

Conan's mouth twitched.

He looked at the person who secretly made an OK gesture to him with half-moon eyes, and muttered quietly:

"As expected of Brother Xianhe..."

As wealthy as ever.

The brave man said that he had wealth accumulated from ten thousand mission worlds.

As long as you can use money to solve it, it’s not a problem.

Zhu Fujingguang, who was watching from the sidelines, smiled helplessly.

Just when he was about to say something, Yun Xianhe spoke first and asked casually:

"I heard that the place that Uncle Maori is going to this time is in Nagano Prefecture?"

"Ah? Oh, yes, that's right."

"That's perfect. I have a friend there. Uncle Maori just needs to find a place to drop me off, and then you can focus on investigating the case. I promise I won't disturb you. How do you think?"

The hero spoke very reasonably.

Zhu Fu Jingguang shut up after hearing the other party's hidden meaning.

Yun Xianhe, who easily dealt with the two people, smiled like a cunning little fox.

boom--

From an unknown location in the distance, there were sounds of explosions and fireworks going off.

Conan turned his head sharply and frowned slightly when he saw the daytime fireworks:

“Are there too many fire accidents recently?”

"Indeed. Mr. Guang, it's not very peaceful here recently. Why don't we go to Nagano for a vacation? Maybe after we come back, the fire accidents will disappear."

The brave man turned around and argued with Morobushi Kagemitsu (? ).

The latter looked at Yun Xianhe meaningfully, but in the end he couldn't resist those sparkling heterochromatic eyes.

more……

It could be the slight sense of fatigue that I noticed from the other person in the past two days.

It's a bit worrying.

"Okay, let's go on vacation then."

"Great!"

The next day, Nagano Prefecture.

As usual, Zhu Fu Gaoming got up on time, washed, changed his clothes and prepared to go out to work.

When the door was opened, Yun Xianhe, holding a bunch of flower petals in his hands, suddenly jumped out from the side.

The hero threw the petals into the air and shouted with a bright smile:

"Surprise!"

Zhu Fu Takaaki, who has a lot of flower petals on his hair: ...?

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who didn't hold Yun Xianhe, said: ... (covering his face)