Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Hearing the sound of the phone being hung up, Yun Xianhe raised his eyebrows slightly.

The man sitting back on the sofa was swinging the fax in his hand out of boredom, and then his eyes lit up slightly as if he thought of something.

"Mr. Guang——"

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was preparing lunch ingredients in the kitchen, turned around.

Then he saw the young man sticking his head out from behind the door, blinking his eyes and looking at him obediently:

"Mr. Guang——"

"…What's wrong?"

"Hey, I think——"

Yun Xianhe raised the notice in his hand and smiled brightly:

"There seems to be a big show tonight. Can I go and see it?"

"?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang wiped his hands, took the flyer from Yun Xianhe, and began to think about whether this so-called "performance show" was dangerous.

"Don't worry, there is no one in this world who can beat me."

"?...I'm worried about your arm."

If Yun Xianhe continues to lie down at home obediently, he should be completely well within two weeks.

But if I get hurt again...

"I promise I won't get hurt!"

Looking at those eyes full of expectation, Zhu Fu Jingguang finally relented and allowed Yun Xianhe to go out.

After nearly two weeks of separation, Yun Xianhe announced!

He! Finally he can go out!

Yun, wrapped very thickly, stood at the door of his house with his hands on his hips and began to think about whether to take the little detective with him.

If the other party hasn't solved it yet...

It shouldn’t be the case. You have to trust the other person’s smart brain.

"It's better to make a phone call just to be on the safe side..."

·

midnight.

The moon and stars are scarce,

The wind on the hotel rooftop was very strong, which reminded Yun Xianhe of the day he was kidnapped.

I don’t know what happened to the two unfortunate kidnappers.

"How about Xianhe, why don't you go back and wait?"

"Hey, hey, but I brought you here, and you want to leave me alone to play."

Receiving the accusing look, Conan decisively raised his hand to signal his surrender.

Banyue looked at Yun Xianhe, who was wrapped tightly and carrying a shoulder bag, and Conan pointed to the only place on the rooftop that was sheltered from the wind.

"Then stand in the leeward side."

I'm really afraid that this guy might suddenly fall down.

"Hai Hai Yi——"

Yun Xianhe made an OK gesture and half-leaned against the wall in a somewhat obedient manner.

Looking at the small fireworks that Conan took out from his arms, the hands of a certain brave man became restless.

Do whatever you think of!

Jingle Bell--

"Moshimoshi, Doc."

"Ah, Shinichi, I compared the recent newspapers with your father's files and found that this Phantom Thief No. 1412 is indeed a mysterious person. He first appeared..."

The brave man who found a handful of fireworks in the system warehouse glanced at the water tower beside him and took out a small folding bucket.

Fire prevention

"KID..."

"That's right, so everyone calls him Phantom Thief 1412—"

The evening breeze suddenly blew, and Conan looked back as if he had sensed something, and happened to see a strange thief in white clothes falling from the sky and landing on the rooftop.

"Kaitou Kidd."

The famous detective and the phantom thief of the new era met on the rooftop.

The young detective stared at the white figure in a daze, as if he was shocked by the other's fearless smile or elegant temperament.

However, as Kidd got closer, a smile appeared on Conan's face.

That is the excitement that a detective feels when he is curious about the unknown.

Although the opponent's appearance shocked him, but...

Looking at Conan who turned around and squatted, Kaito Kid bent down slightly and asked:

"Hey, little brother, what are you doing here?"

call out--

Small fireworks exploded into the sky.

Conan turned around and looked at Kaito Kid, his voice was as sweet as a child:

“I’m setting off fireworks.”

The guards stationed downstairs discovered something unusual and quickly dispatched a helicopter to check the situation.

Conan pointed at the helicopter that was coming towards them.

"Look! It's a helicopter! It seems they have discovered this place!"

Kaito Kid looked at Conan acting and smiled with interest:

"Little brother, you don't seem to be an ordinary child."

"Edogawa Conan, I'm a detective."

"Oh--"

Kaito Kid exclaimed at the right time.

I was actually a little surprised in my heart. This kid is not simple.

Looking at the indifferent Kaito Kid, Conan kindly reminded:

"Is it okay for you to be here, Mr. Kaito Kid? If you don't run away quickly, those people will catch up with you."

"Um--"

Kaito Kid touched his chin as if he was thinking.

Conan was quietly adjusting his watch with his hands behind his back.

Well, you only have one chance to shoot the opponent with the anesthetic needle. You have to catch the opponent running away with his back to you.

Wait, I seem to have forgotten something...

Where is Yun Xianhe? !

"Well - come on, Conan, you set off fireworks without even saying hello to me! It would be more fun if we set them off together!"

"??,What?"

Conan was stunned for a moment.

Yun Xianhe's sudden voice startled Kidd. He turned his head in the direction Conan was looking and saw a tightly wrapped man squatting on the ground not far away, fiddling with something.

When did this person come?! Was he on the rooftop just now?!

Kidd was secretly alert.

Yun Xianhe, with his back to them, twisted the last two fuses together and fumbled out a lighter from his pocket.

The sound of the fuse being lit was particularly abrupt in the quiet night. With a crackling sound, six fireworks were instantly ignited.

The golden sparks danced with the night wind, almost illuminating the entire rooftop.

"Look, Conan! Isn't it beautiful? This is the plus version I improved before! The burning time is super long!"

The white-haired boy's heterochromatic eyes hidden behind his glasses were reflected brightly.

He turned around and looked at the two of them, the bright smile on his face brighter than the fireworks behind him.

It's him,

Kuroba Kaito, wearing the clothes of a phantom thief, recognized Yun Xianhe as the person he saved that day.

"By the way, there's also this!"

The playful hero rummaged through his shoulder bag and pulled out a bunch of fairy wands.

After lighting a few, he quickly walked forward and stuffed them into the little detective's hand, then turned to look at Kidd beside him.

Yun Xianhe blinked at the other party and raised his tone:

"This Phantom Thief, please come and join the fireworks display!"

After saying that, without waiting for Kidd's reaction, Yun Xianhe directly stuffed the remaining handful of fairy wands into the other's hand, picked up the little detective with one hand and rushed to the six fireworks.

"Does it look good? Uncle Shitou taught me how to do this! He said the big squids in his hometown are awesome!"

Conan, who felt like he was about to be thrown into a pile of fireworks, finally came back to his senses, looking a little panicked:

"Wow! What are you doing, Xianhe!"

With a flick of his hand, Yun Xianhe threw Conan directly into the air and caught him neatly.

Conan, feeling like he was on a roller coaster, took a deep breath and grabbed Yun Xianhe's sleeve tightly.

A certain hero who seemed to have gone mad due to his playfulness laughed so hard that his teeth were exposed:

"A fireworks display for three people!"

“Put me down!!”

After turning around for a few times, Yun Xianhe looked at the completely dumbfounded little detective in his hand.

He looked again at Kaito Kidd, who had lit a magic wand at some point.

I couldn't help but laugh quietly.

[“Ayun, how about we go set off fireworks?”]

The forest night is silent.

Little Sun, who was assigned to keep watch tonight, looked at the brave man meditating beside the campfire and quietly took out a fairy wand from his bag.

The hero's eyes lit up, he looked back at the tent, then whispered to the other party:

[“They’ll get angry if you wake them up.”]

[“It’s not that loud. We’re just playing here.”]

The brave man looked at the bonfire, then at the fairy wand, and felt that it was not impossible!

[“Hey, what are you two doing?”]

[“Shh! Keep your voice down, Uncle Shitou! You’ll wake them up!”]

The little sun, who was just about to light the fairy wand, was startled and looked at the big man who had just walked up behind him with some resentment.

The other person grabbed two handfuls of hair, squatted down and took a closer look at the fairy wand in Taiyang's hand, and said with a light click of the tongue:

[“This little thing is not very interesting to put away.”]

【“???”】

The hero was stunned. The sun beside him crossed his arms and hummed twice:

[“Uncle Shitou, do you have something better?”]

[“Hey! I don’t have any right now, can you guys play with me?”]

[“Hey, here!”]

Three grown men lit up the fireworks sticks around the bonfire.

Those few scattered fireworks were obviously not very attractive in front of the bonfire.

The little sun looked at it for a while with empty eyes, and quietly added some healing magic.

[“Look! Ah Yun, look! It’s turned green!”]

[“Hahahaha! Little Sun, what the hell is that?!”]

Uncle Shitou laughed happily, and the brave man beside him also laughed.

Just when I was about to ask them to keep their voices down, I saw Uncle Shitou stand up and take out a bomb.

[“Show you two what this thing looks like after it’s disassembled and remodeled into fireworks! That guy is really cool!”]

[“Hey? Uncle Shitou, you can do this too?”]

[“Just wait and see!”]

Looking at the two people tinkering there, the brave man's face was full of curiosity.

But he soon discovered the instability of this thing.

【"etc,"】

boom! ——

The blast from the magically colored bombs almost flattened the camp.

Fortunately, after being modified, the thing does not have much lethality.

The other three people who were awakened by the explosion hurriedly climbed out of the tent. Looking at the three people at the center of the accident whose bodies were turned into colors, they felt their brains were a little confused.

After confirming that no one was injured, the guide heaved a sigh of relief and looked at the three people helplessly:

“What are you doing?”

Uncle Shitou, whose face was covered with orange-yellow dust, exhaled a puff of colorful smoke, smiled, and revealed a row of big white teeth.

The little sun beside him, who was originally full of enthusiasm, looked at the color of his body, curled his lips, and his voice immediately became tearful:

[“It’s all Uncle Shitou’s fault!”]

[“Don’t cry, don’t cry, little sun, come to your sister’s arms for a hug.”]

Cotton, who was still sleepy, subconsciously teased the other person.

Someone with shallow tear troughs sniffed and turned his head awkwardly:

[“I’m not crying! And I’ve told you so many times, Cotton, I’m older than you!”]

[“Who made you look smaller than the smallest idle crane?”]

【"snort!"】

The teenage healer, who had already reached adulthood, angrily wiped the dust off his face.

The colorful hero blinked blankly, raised his hand to grab his hair, and seemed to have just come back to his senses.

He looked at himself, then at the other two people, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

[“As expected of Uncle Stone! Hahaha!”]

[“Hahaha! Xiaohe, just tell me if it’s cool or not! Sorry, sir, we were just setting off fireworks!”]

Uncle Shitou, who was still dusting himself off, gave the answer.

The scattered bonfire beside him made a crackling sound as if it was "dying with its eyes open", as if accusing him of "atrocities".

The sleepy ghost snorted and raised his hand to take out his baton:

[“Want to watch the fireworks? Why don’t you just tell me?”]

The ancient spell was blurted out, and even the guide didn't have time to stop it, and gorgeous fireworks bloomed above their heads.

Everyone let out a "Wow!" and then heard the howling of wolves.

The ageless young man rubbed his brows with a headache, looking at the five people with a helpless look:

[“Ah… Pack up your things and prepare to run, everyone.”]

【“Hahaha…sorry, sorry.”】Uncle Shitou picked up the things with a smile.

[“Really? My beauty sleep——”]

Cotton pushed the ghost who still wanted to play with fireworks towards the tent.

Everyone was talking and laughing, but was forced to start their journey in the middle of the night.

Snapped,

The helicopter's searchlight shone on the roof.

The hero, lost in his memories, blinked, his heterochromatic eyes focused, and he saw the night sky with few stars above his head.

Boom!

"Don't move! Kidd!"

Well – the fireworks were forced to end.