Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

The brave man praised Zhu Fu's skills generously.

The pair of heterochromatic eyes moved away from the charcoal fire and fell on the other person's face.

"This is just an analysis direction. Don't forget that we still have a key problem to solve."

Zhu Fujingguang, who was turning the barbecue for Yun Xianhe, continued:

"Why did the murderer want to kill these people? What was his motive? What other connections were there between the dead besides the treasure? Besides the two people that Officer Yamato warned just now, who might be targeted as the victim in the end?"

Yun Xianhe, who had clicked on the external speaker not long ago, gave Zhu Fu Jingguang a thumbs up.

Then he said to Conan on the other end of the phone:

"Well, two detectives, have you come up with any clues?"

"I know! Gento Kai who died six years ago was a yin!"

The young detective's voice of sudden enlightenment came from the receiver.

It covered up the sizzling sound of the barbecue fat falling onto the charcoal fire.

"Yes! When Kai Gento died, he was buried under leaves. He was not discovered until a long time later. That's why he is 'as hard to know as the shadow'."

Yun Xianhe raised his eyebrows when he heard Hattori's words:

"So there's another victim?"

And the time is earlier than the 'first' victim mentioned earlier.

Conan sorted out his thoughts on the case in his mind.

Hattori took his phone, turned on the speaker and explained:

"In fact, we didn't put the case of the Kai patrolman together with the two recent murders at the beginning, because the man seemed to have an accident while practicing horseback archery, and fell off a cliff with his horse and died. And there was no dead centipede body near the man's body."

"But it's very strange, because Miss Uehara Yui said that when she disappeared, everyone in the village went out to look for her, but they still couldn't find her."

Conan frowned and said in a cryptic tone:

"And he died of starvation. So Ms. Uehara believes that someone watched him die without rescuing him, which led to Mr. Kai's death."

This behavior is really bad.

But logically speaking, the patrolman Kai was well-respected in the village.

How could someone do such a thing?

“That’s why I said it’s dark under the lamp.”

Yun Xianhe spoke on the other end of the phone.

The brave man simulated the death scene of the patrolman in his mind, and then sneered, with a meaningful tone:

"There's an outsider among this group of villagers..."

Then, Yun Xianhe said:

"From this point of view, the treasure story is even less tenable. After all, the first deceased did not go to dig for the treasure, right?"

"Xianhe, here, this piece is ready."

"Wow-thank you Mr. Hikaru!"

As the youngest(? ) person among the three, Yun Xianhe got the first piece of roasted meat.

Except for the brave man who was eating heartily, everyone else was analyzing the case.

After eating the barbecue, Yun Xianhe took a gulp of water and squinted his eyes leisurely.

He glanced at the call screen on his phone and said lightly:

"What are you going to do now?"

"Oh, yes. We were planning to go find that Ryuo Kei. We wanted to protect him and ask him some questions at the same time. Uncle Mori and Xiaolan went to find Torada Shigeji."

"Hey - protection... Cheers!"

Conan was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound of glasses colliding with each other coming from the other end of the microphone.

"Brother Xianhe? Have you guys gone back yet?"

Have you had lunch yet?

It was almost noon, and he and Hattori hadn't eaten yet...

"Not yet. We're still in the woods."

"Hey? Where did you get the barbecue?"

Less than half an hour later.

Conan and Hattori, accompanied by Ryuo Kei, Yamato Gansuke, and Uehara Yui, successfully found Yun Xianhe's picnic spot.

Yun Xianhe was not surprised at all to see this large group of people, and even greeted them enthusiastically:

"Everyone is here, please take a seat."

"You little brat! Why was the chocolate so bitter just now?!"

“Ah, have we been discovered? Hahahaha! Hey! Officer Yamato, you can’t use force!”

Upon hearing this, Officer Yamato looked up and down at Yun Xianhe's skinny body and snorted in disdain:

"I'm not going to get mad at a kid. Come here."

"Never!"

"You kid!"

There's a 'fight' going on here.

On the other side, Uehara Yui secretly nodded and greeted Zhufu Gaoming.

Conan and Hattori had already found a good seat and sat down very consciously.

Long Weijing, who was still carrying a bow and arrow, looked around and felt a little uncomfortable:

"Um, I..."

"If you don't mind, please sit down and eat with us."

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was standing by, came to Long Wei Jing at some point in time.

Perhaps it was because Mr. Guang’s gentle smile was so soothing that the person who had been feeling a little uneasy just now reluctantly sat down.

After teaching Yun Xianhe a lesson, Yamato Gansuke sat down next to Uehara Yui with a drastic move, and glanced at Zhufu Gaoming who was only one person away from him.

The latter was holding a cup of tea and sipping it carefully.

Seeing him looking at me, I smiled faintly.

Looking at someone who was living a peaceful life, Yamato Ganzhu sighed and looked at Yun Xianhe again:

"Boy, what are you doing gathering us together?"

Yun Xianhe, with his messy hair, ignored him.

The boy pouted, curled up his long legs and sat on his small stool, one hand still holding Conan's arm:

"My hair must be really bad right now? Is it hopeless?"

The voice that was trembling because of being suppressed sounded as if the person had suffered a great injustice.

Conan stared at the pair of heterochromatic eyes, and for a moment he thought the other person was going to cry.

Conan, who originally thought that the other party was just joking, now wondered if the other party was really wronged.

In such a daze, he looked at the person who lowered his eyes, and frantically comforted him:

"It's okay, it's okay, Brother Xianhe, just tidy it up! Or is there something that got pulled and it hurts?"

Hattori, who was standing by, felt as if dark clouds were gathering over Yun Xianhe's head.

The hero said nothing, but just reached out and hugged the little detective, burying his entire face in the other's soft belly.

The messy white hair made my chin itchy.

Conan could clearly feel that the other person's hands around him seemed to be shaking.

"Brother Xianhe,?"

"Conan..."

"What's wrong? Brother Xianhe?"

Conan felt that something was wrong with the other person and reached out to gently hug the other person's back.

The latter did not move, just hugged him silently.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was standing next to him, also noticed this and moved closer to Yun Xianhe.

"Idle Crane?"

After a long silence,

The people around heard the hero say in a sullen voice:

"It hurts a little..."

pain,?

Yun Xianhe can say it hurts?!

The moment they heard it clearly, several people who were familiar with the other party were stunned at the same time.

Then they all looked at the 'culprit' on the other side.

Look at the good stuff you've done!

Yamato Gansuke, who inexplicably received a group of people's death gazes, said: "???"