Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Thinking of this, Zhu Fu Jingguang gathered his thoughts and quickly packed their luggage.

I hope that temporarily leaving can make the other person relax.

Mr. Guang’s starting point is good.

Unfortunately, he misunderstood the cause of the hero's fatigue.

But it's not a big problem.

After all, the hero is a very easy-to-please child.

perhaps.

In the end, the topic of who Zhu Fu Jingguang learned bad things from ended with Zhu Fu Jingguang paying Yun Xianhe a bag of dried meat.

Of course, because Yun Xianhe's voice has been bad recently,

The bag of dried meat just passed through his hands symbolically, and then was taken back by Zhu Fu Jingguang and stored.

The mood of the brave man whose food intake was restricted was the same as the sky today - sunny to cloudy.

However, after visiting several scenic spots in Nagano with Morobushi Kagemitsu,

After eating a few snacks, the brave man quickly put aside the sadness of not being able to eat jerky.

At noon, Yun Xianhe got to eat the lunch treated by Zhu Fu Gaoming as he wished.

I wandered around for an afternoon and bought some useful and useless things.

Before the rain falls,

The two returned to Zhu Fu's house.

Yun Xianhe, who was carrying a bunch of ingredients into the kitchen, was politely invited out by Zhu Fu Jingguang. Then he turned around and called Conan, whom he hadn't contacted for a day.

"Hello? Conan, are you guys doing well with the client? How is it? Is this case interesting?"

"us,"

"Xianhe, why didn't you come along?"

Hattori Heiji's voice came from the receiver.

On the sofa, Yun Xianhe, who was covering his "ice-skinned and jade-boned" body with a blanket, paused and shouted hesitantly:

"Hattori? Why are you here too? Did that family hire two detectives at the same time?"

Hattori on the other end of the phone squatted beside Conan happily, tilting his head and eavesdropping openly.

Conan's cell phone was sandwiched between the two of them, like a public telephone receiver.

After hearing Yun Xianhe's question, Hattori explained:

"No, the family that commissioned the uncle's case is named Hutian, and my client is a family named Longwei who is related to this case."

“It feels like a big case.”

"There are currently two dead people, and their two families are accusing each other of the murder."

"Hey - a feud?"

"Do you want to hear the details of the case? I'll tell you, eh?! Conan!"

The little detective missed Osaka Chocolate by a mistake.

He covered the receiver of the phone, held the phone away and whispered to Hattori:

"Mr. Midorikawa said that Brother Xianhe seems to be very tired recently. Please don't disturb him with the case."

Hattori raised an eyebrow when he heard this.

When he left two days ago, wasn't the other person still in good spirits?

Could it be that he has been working overtime and staying up late to write a novel recently?

Although he didn't know the reason, Hattori nodded and silently made an OK gesture.

"Hattori? What's wrong?"

Yun Xianhe's voice came from the receiver.

Looking at the phone that was held in front of him again and Conan with the crescent-shaped eyes beside him,

Osaka Chocolate scratched the back of his head and started to fool around very smoothly:

"Hahaha! You really want to hear it, right? I won't tell you! I'll tell you after the case is solved."

"Huh? ...Are you trying to show me your crime-solving skills?"

The other party's voice seemed somewhat helpless, mixed with a slight chuckle.

Hattori, who was misunderstood, blushed a little.

He coughed lightly and said naturally:

"Well, what? Is it not possible? You can always see through it at a glance, and you look unhappy after cracking it."

"Ha... I spent a lot of time to solve a puzzle, only to find out that the person who made the puzzle was a psychopath. The puzzle didn't make any sense at all, and in the end I was disgusted by the other person's weird thinking. Would you be happy about this kind of thing?"

Yun Xianhe on the other end of the phone picked up the water cup and took a sip.

Everyone who heard his speech fell silent.

The difference in thinking is caused by different world views since childhood.

But from the perspective of the other party, considering the brave's intelligence, it seems that there is no problem.

Yun Xianhe didn't pay attention to why Hattori suddenly stopped talking about the case.

In his opinion, it should be another inexplicable desire to win.

However, I still need to remind you:

"Keep going, and send me a message if you have anything."

"By the way, Brother Xianhe, is Officer Zhufu with you?"

Hearing Conan's words, Yun Xianhe raised his eyes and looked at the entrance:

"Not back yet, maybe we have to wait a while."

"Then when he comes back, can you help me ask him if he knows a detective named Yamato Gansuke?"

"what happened?"

The brave man used his mind to open the operating panel of the auxiliary system and successfully hacked into a database somewhere, retrieving Yamato Gansuke's information from it.

Looking at the photo of someone who 'didn't look like a good person' displayed above, Yun Xianhe was silent for a moment.

Well, no wonder Conan asked.

Judging from the appearance alone, the concentration of this winery is indeed a bit high.

Even better than Mr. Zhen Ping.

But it's not a big problem.

After all, as a hero, you often see some ferocious adventurers, heavily-armored warriors and the like.

Yun Xianhe never judges a person based on his appearance.

Just like those who think the sun is easy to bully at first glance, they will eventually pay a terrible price.

So, he usually relies on face reading.

Yun Xianhe counted with his fingers calmly, then lay back and curled up on the sofa.

I have to say, the sofa in Mr. Gao Ming's house is quite comfortable to lie on.

The hero yawned lazily.

Listening to the person on the other end of the phone still chattering about how the Yamato officer looked a bit ferocious, Conan slowly said:

"Don't worry, he's a good guy."

"Hmm? Officer Morobushi is back?"

Yun Xianhe raised his eyes to look at Zhu Fu Jingguang who was still busy in the kitchen, and replied casually:

"came back."

Anyway, they are all Zhufu and police officers.

Knowing that Conan still had questions, Yun Xianhe simply told him directly:

"Don't judge a book by its cover. That police officer only looks scary, but he is actually a straightforward and slightly impulsive person. The reason why he is on crutches and looks miserable is because he encountered an avalanche when he was investigating a case and chasing a criminal not long ago."

"avalanche?!"

The young detective on the other end of the line raised his voice by one degree.

Yun Xianhe held the phone a little further away from himself and said nonchalantly:

"It's not a big deal, it's just an avalanche. Didn't we play with it last time?"

Conan's mouth twitched violently when he heard this.

Have you played it?

Thinking about the other party's avalanche surfing behavior, Conan fell silent.

Well, for Brother Xianhe, maybe it’s just for fun.

Thinking about it, the little detective said solemnly:

"Brother Xianhe, promise me that you won't play avalanche next time."

It's a bit exhausting.

The brave man who understood touched his nose guiltily and did not respond.

Well, it’s a common problem among adventurers, a common problem.

The problem is not big.