Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Witnessed by a group of people, Kogoro Mori felt embarrassed to refuse.

He put his hands on his waist and looked at Yun Xianhe with half-moon eyes, and complained as if compromising:

"Really? Let me make it clear first. I'm not treating you just because you praised me, Yun. This is a return gift for a previous treat."

"Hai Hai Yi——"

Yun Xianhe responded very cooperatively, then pulled Conan to share happily:

"Yeah! We have a big dinner tonight!"

"Great!"

Being able to trick Uncle Maori once, this meeting is really worth it! (?)

At the far end of the corridor, Matsumoto Kiyonaga silently watched the noisy group of people and asked Megure Jusan casually:

"Is that boy very powerful?"

"Hmm? Oh, are you talking about Brother Xianhe? Haha, he is the external aid I invited. Although he is young, he is very smart. He has helped me with many cases I have encountered in the past."

"Is that right?"

Seeing that Matsumoto Kiyonaga was a little unconvinced, Megure Jusan continued to explain:

"Yes, but he is relatively low-key and doesn't like to be noticed. So, in many police reports published in newspapers, he appears as a 'concerned person'."

"I see. If he becomes a detective like Mori, he will definitely be very famous."

"Hahaha, the administrator is right. However, Brother Xianhe's health is not very good. He may not be able to handle investigating cases for several days..."

Megure Jusan was still chattering on.

'Matsumoto Kiyonaga' on the side looked at Yun Xianhe deeply.

Just at this moment, Yun Xianhe looked up as if he had noticed something.

The boy's heterochromatic eyes looked over quietly, with an inexplicable sense of oppression.

'Matsumoto Kiyonaga' was slightly stunned.

Before he could think about it, he saw the other person giving him a polite smile, and then lowered his head to play with the child.

illusion,?

By the way, are those two people actually the master and the disciple?

Based on the information I have, 'Master' is indeed a genuine genius.

As for the 'apprentice', he still needs to be observed carefully.

correct.

It's difficult to deal with the personal assistant, but we already have someone who can be used to restrain this guy, right?

Children are easier to control than adults.

Humph, Bourbon's ideas are lame and indecisive.

That group of people also said that guy was some new leader...

And that guy Gin, he said before that trash can't enter the brewery.

The technicians don't need to go out and stay in the laboratory. Can't they take care of a sick person?

Wait a minute, if he can bring this person back to that adult directly, I think he will definitely be valued.

The important thing is, we can take this opportunity to give Gin and Bourbon a good slap in the face!

The more a certain codenamed member thought about it, the more beautiful it became, and the more terrifying his eyes became.

Let him plan it out...

"Conan, what's wrong?"

"Ah, nothing."

Conan, who felt as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake and was sweating all over, smiled a little stiffly.

He grabbed Yun Xianhe's sleeve with one hand, and with the other's cover, he secretly looked at everyone present.

Why do I feel this way...

Could it be the Black Organization?!

A warm and cool palm landed on the top of my head.

Conan looked over in the direction of the force and saw Yun Xianhe winking at him secretly.

The latter whispered:

"Children should behave like children. Excessive performances will be noticed by nosy adults."

It didn't say whether there was any danger or not, but maybe he acted too obviously and thus aroused other people's suspicion?

Conan didn't suspect anything and pretended to be happy as he discussed with Yun Xianhe what he wanted Kogoro Mouri to treat them to.

Where he didn't notice, a flash of coldness flashed across the hero's eyes.

The pair of heterochromatic eyes, hidden behind the blurred reflection of the light falling on the lenses, took a deep look at 'Matsumoto Kiyonaga'.

You'd better not cause trouble.

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"Brother Xianhe, what's with that gaze in the lounge today?"

evening.

The brave man who successfully ordered a bowl of ramen with barbecued pork from Kogoro Mouri was now strolling back with Conan, one in front and the other behind.

Yun Xianhe expressed some regret for not being able to order spicy ramen.

Hearing Conan's question, he waved his hand nonchalantly:

"Don't worry, it's coming for me."

"what?"

"Uncle Maori is a detective, so it's normal for him to be invited by Inspector Megure and his team. As for me, a little-known person, it's natural that I could arouse curiosity when I said such things at the meeting."

Yun Xianhe spread his hands helplessly.

"Maybe they were just curious, but the looks in their eyes were really fierce. When I was in the conference room, I felt that the atmosphere in the whole room was very depressing."

Hearing Yun Xianhe's bitter narration, Conan was skeptical:

"is it?"

But Conan always felt that the gaze he felt today was not right.

That predator-like gaze carried very obvious calculation and estimation of the item's value.

But if it is a disguise, there is no reason why Brother Xianhe couldn't see it.

Unless the other party is in disguise and has infiltrated a long time ago.

The little detective shuddered at the thought of this possibility, and then smiled to himself.

That's impossible. If that were the case, he would have noticed it long ago, and Brother Xianhe would definitely have noticed it too.

Wait a minute... Could it be that the Brother Xianhe in front of me has been replaced by someone?

Thinking of this, the little detective glanced at Yun Xianhe stealthily.

Yun Xianhe frowned slightly when he felt the other party's secretive scrutiny, and asked with a smile:

"Why are you looking at me like that? Like I'm some undercover agent."

“Ah, haha… that…”

"Conan, you're not doubting that I'm fake, are you?! Ahem!"

The person who got excited and raised his voice a little successfully started coughing.

Conan looked at Yun Xianhe's sickly appearance and his mouth twitched.

It's he who thinks too much.

Although Conan didn't say it, Yun Xianhe understood his concerns.

The brave man reached out and touched the blue bracelet on the little detective's wrist.

With a clear "beep" sound, Conan saw a small string of text projected onto his wrist.

"'Creator certification successful',?"

"It's a kind of anti-counterfeiting mark. It requires a sequence and fingerprint to trigger it. Simply copying the fingerprint will not trigger it. How about it, now you believe that I'm real, right?"

As he said that, Yun Xianhe gave Conan a slap on the head.

The latter covered his forehead, laughed dryly twice, and whispered: "Sorry."

I suspected the other person, but he saw through me at a glance.

Only Brother Xianhe can achieve this level.

Could it be that someone really has a murderous aura?

After analyzing for a while without being able to figure out the clues, Conan shook his head and began to pay attention to this case.

He looked up at Yun Xianhe who was staring at the sky in a daze again and asked:

"Brother Xianhe, will you follow up on this case from beginning to end?"

"That's probably what Inspector Megure meant. But because there are so many victims, this investigation will probably take a day or two. In other words—"

Having said this, the brave man stretched himself.

After lowering his arm, he rubbed Conan's head twice:

"That means I should be able to have two days off!"