Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was standing under the wall, twitched his lips slightly after hearing Yun Xianhe's words.

He coughed lightly and asked in a low voice:

"How's it going, Xianhe?"

"You can start now."

The brave man squinted his eyes and looked at the group of villagers holding torches and weapons, and always felt a strong sense of déjà vu.

Sickening, imposed guilt.

Thinking of this, Yun Xianhe said softly:

"Mr. Guang, you guys attack from the front gate in three minutes, and I'll flank you from behind."

"What, wait a minute!"

Before he finished speaking, the man on the wall leaped forward and landed silently into the yard.

The people in the house were still in a standoff.

The people at the outermost edge of the crowd only felt that the wind seemed to be much stronger tonight.

Then a cold hand suddenly covered his mouth and neck, and he completely lost consciousness.

Yun Xianhe gently laid the unconscious person on the ground, and then did the same to the next person.

Torada Tatsuei and others standing at the front did not notice this small change.

They were still immersed in the joy of achieving their goal.

Long Weijing didn't notice it either.

Because he had just learned something from Darong, that Fanci was also dead.

In other words, all his friends died at the hands of this woman?

How could this be, how could this be possible…didn’t those people say they would protect them well?

"Unfortunately, Fanci is not dead."

The sudden sound startled everyone present.

Hearing this, Long Weijing turned around expectantly.

Uehara Yui, who had arrived here one step ahead of Hayatoda Tatsuei, walked out of the warehouse door on the side of the practice room.

She looked at Darong, who was horrified, and said with a smile:

"Why, are you surprised to see me here?"

After digesting the other party's words, Torada Tatsuei sneered:

"As expected of a woman who used to be a criminal police officer, her intuition is really sharp. But it doesn't matter, anyway, adding you will make the difference. As for Fanci, how could a person who has been burned to charcoal still be alive?"

"Ah, how can you be sure that it was really Fanci who was lying there burnt?"

"What did you say!"

“It’s a dummy.”

The door of the storage room on the other side of the room was also opened.

Hattori and Conan, who were hiding in the middle, looked at Torada Tatsuei with disbelief on his face.

The former seemed to be afraid that she didn't understand, and carefully reminded her:

"Didn't you smell it? Burning plastic."

Realizing that he had been tricked, Torada Tatsuei looked grim.

Conan glanced at the number of people behind her who were gradually decreasing, and secretly tugged at Hattori's clothes:

"It seems we don't need to do anything."

"What,"

"good evening."

"?!"

The sudden voice startled Torada Tatsuei.

Just as she was about to turn her head, she suddenly felt the shotgun in her hand sink.

Looking along the direction of the force, I saw the brave man with a faint smile on his lips.

The rain dripped along the brim of the other person's transparent raincoat, and the coldness of the rain hitting the back of his hand made Torada Tatsuei's hair stand on end.

Yun Xianhe forcefully snatched the shotgun from the other party's hand and said patiently:

"Don't play with something this dangerous."

The slowed-down voice is gentle, extremely soothing and bewitching.

Torada Tatsuei only felt distracted for a moment, and the gun in his hand was completely taken away.

The man who came to his senses shuddered all over and looked in horror at the ghostly boy in front of him and the group of people lying on the ground behind him.

All the villagers she brought with her were knocked down by the other party without her knowing when? !

Yun Xianhe, who got the old-fashioned hunting rifle for the first time in this world, looked around curiously.

He kind of wanted to take it apart and see how it was different from the guns in other worlds he had experienced.

Conan saw through what Yun Xianhe was going to do and coughed twice.

The former looked up at him, smiled obediently, and held the evidence in his arms.

"Officer Yamato, it's your turn."

"Haven't you already solved it?"

A slightly muffled voice came from inside the room.

Uehara Yui, Ryuo Kei and Torada Tatsuei, who had not yet discovered where the other party was, looked in the direction of the sound at the same time.

The armor placed in the middle of the wall in the training room suddenly opened its eyes.

Yun Xianhe looked at Yamato Gansuke's somewhat terrifying appearance and said half-jokingly:

"Hey? Then I can take this with me."

"Don't even think about it."

"mean."

"Tsk."

The bad boy of Zhufu family!

Yamato Gansuke took off his armor's headdress and mask under everyone's gaze.

He glared at Yun Xianhe as if warning, and then looked at Torada Darong who was standing there:

"Taroda Tatsuei, I am now formally arresting you on multiple charges including murder."

The moment the words were spoken, the sounds of numerous footsteps were heard outside the courtyard.

Yun Xianhe handed the gun in his hand to the police officer who was rushing in front, then stepped aside.

This murder case with absurd reasons and lasting for more than six years has finally come to an end.

Yun Xianhe looked at Zhu Fujingguang who was walking at the back and said to him obediently:

"Mr. Guang, I'm not injured this time."

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had already looked him over, nodded and praised:

"Xianhe did a great job."

[Ding, it was detected that due to the host's actions, Shigeji Torada's death was avoided. 】

[Redemption value increased, currently accumulated to 35%]

…It’s too early to talk about that.

Yun Xianhe, who was listening to the system's ding-dong sounds in his head, did not show it on his face.

He silently retreated to the side of the corridor and stood by the wall to avoid any emergencies.

[It was detected that the current event trend has been changed due to the host's intervention. 】

['Event Change Penalty' triggered, extracting from the weak document——]

The heavy rain is still falling.

Even if people with cold body and osteoporosis wear raincoats, they can still clearly feel the coldness of the autumn rain seeping in through the few gaps.

Yun Xianhe narrowed his eyes and looked at the group of people who were handling the scene, sincerely hoping that this punishment would not be an immediate punishment.

It will scare a lot of people.

[Ding, extraction successful.]

[Congratulations to the host for obtaining "A Mouth of Aged Blood" (one-time), which will be issued soon. ]

"..."

How could he forget that this is the world of Xiaotiandao and making wishes is useless.

A strong smell of rust rose up my throat, along with a nauseous feeling.

The brave man in the white shirt really wanted to turn back time to the time before he went out tonight, so that he could change into black clothes.

That way, even if it's stained with blood, it won't be visible at night.

Just when Yun Xianhe turned around and was about to go to the corner of the house to spit out the old blood and let the heavy rain destroy the body.

In the distance, Zhufu Takaaki came over with Torada Shigeji who had just woken up.

At the same time, Conan and Hattori, who had locked onto him, were slowly walking towards him.

...It's going to happen.