Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"Wait, you said give it to me?!"

"Ah."

"No, this should be very expensive."

"I just researched it casually, so it still has some minor flaws. If you like it, please accept it as my thank you gift, kind Mr. Kaito."

Feeling the shoulder under his palm stiffen for a moment, Yun Xianhe, whose prank was successful, smiled slyly at Kidd.

He waved at the other party in a cool manner, put his fist to his lips and coughed twice, then turned and walked towards the cabin.

It's getting cold at night, so it's better to go back as soon as possible.

Conan and the police officer finally found the hang glider that Kaito Kid had originally intended to use to escape on the cruise ship. As to whether the other party really jumped into the water and left, they did not know.

That night, Conan broke through Kaito Kid's disguise and almost caught him.

That night, Kidd gained a piece of high-tech invisible cloth, avoided a sea bath, and got a small fright.

And this night our hero! Happy to receive a sore throat!

The next day.

Yun Xianhe, who was sitting in the back seat of the car and wearing a mask, looked at the energetic Xiaolan and sighed softly.

How could he forget.

Xiaolan is a person with the title of "explosive combat power", so her defense value must be higher than that of a fragile person like him.

As a result, he, a fragile person, was worried that the other person might catch a cold.

Fortunately, fortunately, the weather was not too cold yesterday.

"Xianhe Jun, are you really okay?"

Looking at Yun Xianhe who couldn't help coughing, Xiaolan felt a little worried.

Yun Xianhe, feeling as if a razor blade was stuck in his throat, frowned slightly and shook his head at the other party.

"Thank you for inviting me out to play."

Yun Xianhe spoke slowly, his voice hoarse and low, like sand blowing through broken porcelain.

It sounded very strange compared to his normal voice.

Xiaolan smiled awkwardly, feeling a little embarrassed.

Conan, who was sitting between the two of them, twitched his lips and muttered quietly:

"If I had known you were sick, I wouldn't have called you..."

"Ke-Nan--cough, cough, cough!"

"Okay, okay, it's my fault! Brother Xianhe, you should talk less and rest more."

Seeing Yun Xianhe coughing, Conan hurriedly took out an unopened bottle of mineral water from his bag and handed it to him.

Yun Xianhe snorted lightly and rubbed the other person's head, then took the water and took a few sips.

Maori Kogoro, who was driving in front, took a look in the rearview mirror and curled his lips, obviously a little speechless about Yun Xianhe's broken body.

"The wild cherry blossoms at this time of year are very beautiful! Of course, the cherry blossoms along the street are also beautiful, but the best cherry blossom viewing area is the wild cherry blossoms."

Uncle Maori chose to change the subject.

The car drove through ordinary woods and arrived at a mountain road full of cherry blossoms.

Yun Xianhe looked at the pink flowers that kept flashing past the car window and let out a small "Wow" as if in surprise.

Maori Kogoro, who was driving, heard this and was proud:

"I was right, wasn't I? It's very beautiful, right?"

"Yeah! Very, ahem, beautiful."

"Okay, Yun, you better stop talking now. Save your energy. When we get to the top of the mountain, the view will definitely be even more beautiful!"

Conan, who was sitting in the middle, glanced at Xiaolan, who was obviously very happy.

He turned his head and glanced at Yun Xianhe, whose eyes were sparkling, and reached out to tug at the corner of his clothes, and asked in a low voice:

"Brother Xianhe, do you like to see cherry blossoms?"

Yun Xianhe tilted his head and thought for a while, then shook his head and then nodded.

Conan: ? ?

The man with a sore throat looked at Conan, thought for a while, and then made some sign language.

'I thought those flowers looked very similar, and then I suddenly remembered the flower cake I saw in the recipe before.'

'I wonder if Mr. Guang can make it if I pick some and give it back to him. I think it should be delicious!'

'By the way, I think I saw some buildings in the forest just now. If I have enough time, I would like to explore them!'

Conan, who understood what was going on, was stunned at first, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

As expected, you can't expect this hero to give you some normal response.

"Hmm? Conan, what are you two talking about?"

"Ah, Xianhe brother said those cherry blossoms look beautiful. I think they can be the material for my next novel."

Conan lied, and Yun Xianhe beside him nodded in agreement.

Such remarks that make you want to eat them when you see them should be kept within their circle of relatives.

Xiaolan blinked, and after a while she exclaimed:

"Xianhe-kun, you actually know sign language, and Conan can understand it?"

"Ahahahaha, this is what my dad taught me when I went to Hawaii before."

Yun Xianhe, who was too lazy to speak, gestured and Conan translated in real time:

"Brother Xianhe said that he learned it by communicating with a friend he met by chance during an adventure."

"Ah - that's amazing."

Kogoro Mori, who was driving, raised his eyebrows slightly but didn't say anything.

A few people reached the top of the mountain chatting and laughing.

Looking at the layers of pink treetops at the foot of the mountain, a long list of dish names flashed through Yun Xianhe's mind.

He himself doesn't really like sweet food.

But there are always people around me who buy it to share, so over time I can eat a little bit.

And how to say it...

Once you think of something you haven't eaten for a long time, you suddenly want to take a bite.

When Conan saw Yun Xianhe really take out a small blanket from his backpack to catch the falling cherry petals.

I have to say that he was not surprised at all, and even wanted to say, "As expected."

He knew it when the other party got a bunch of fireworks from somewhere a few days ago and set them off with him.

The man in front of him who called himself a hero really looked like the hero he wrote about in his book.

Decisive and spontaneous, do whatever you think of.

I feel as cheerful as the white clouds in the clear sky.

Be at ease.

"Mr. Xianhe, are you going to take the petals back with you?"

Xiaolan, who was standing by, saw Yun Xianhe taking out an insulated box from his backpack and walked up to him and asked considerately.

Yun Xianhe reached out and took the petals that had fallen on the mirror frame, and nodded affirmatively.

"Then let me help you."

Looking at Xiaolan who was helping to pick up the petals, Yun Xianhe sighed, "What a good person."

When the time comes, he will make some small cookies and leave one for the other person.

Kogoro, who was about to take a photo, was speechless as he looked at the two people catching the flower petals:

"Hey, you two, let's take a commemorative photo together, and then we can talk after that."

"it is good!"

Yun Xianhe was stunned for a moment as it was his first time taking a photo after coming to this world.

At Xiaolan's reminder, he took off his mask and held up the little detective with a bright smile.

+1 for evidence of existence in this world.

Sure enough, he followed the Son of Destiny out.

If nothing unexpected happens, something unexpected will definitely happen.

Uncle Maori took a shortcut and led several people directly into the deep mountains and forests, and successfully got lost.

Yun Xianhe glanced at the broken tire and then looked up at the sky.

The originally cloudless sky has been blocked by a whole patch of dark rain clouds.

Yun Xianhe reached out and patted the little detective, then made a few gestures to him.

Yun Xianhe coughed lightly a few times as he watched Conan go into the woods, hoping that he would come back before the rain fell.

As soon as I thought of this, a drop of rain fell on my glasses.

Yun Xianhe blinked and sighed slightly:

“It’s raining…”

"Oh no, it's raining."

Kogoro Mouri, who was checking the tires, stood up and looked at the sky.

Xiaolan, who was talking about him just now, suddenly became even angrier:

"What do you think we should do? It's still 20 to 30 kilometers from here to the foot of the mountain!"

"I have no choice... No one would live in such a remote place, so I have to spend the night in the car."

"Eh?! I don't want to spend the night in a place like this! Dad, just find a way to fix it!"

Xiaolan seemed a little scared.

Seeing that the two seemed to be arguing again, Yun Xianhe raised his hand to interrupt them:

"I remember there seemed to be a temple nearby."

"Is what you said true, Xianhe-kun?!"

"Hmm, ahem! Conan should have noticed it too. Look, he's back."

Yun Xianhe stretched out his hand and pointed behind Xiaolan.

The small patch of bushes moved, and a bird flew out, scaring Xiaolan.

"Wow!"

"It's a bird, don't be afraid, ahem! Conan, did you find it?"

"Yeah! I found a temple. It looks like there are people living there. By the way, Xiaolan, what happened to you? Why did you scream?"

When asked, Xiaolan's face turned a little red and she whispered that it was okay.

After they packed up their things, they headed deeper into the forest and saw the temple from afar.

"There really is a temple. This way we are saved! Yo! Let's go over and take a look."

Kogoro Mori called out and walked forward first.

Yun Xianhe, who was following at the end, looked at the surrounding terrain and nodded with satisfaction.

It looks quiet and feels like a good place to take an occasional vacation and enjoy some leisure time.

"Shan Ni Temple... It seems that we can only stay here tonight."

Xiaolan and the others who entered first looked around and didn't see anyone at the entrance.

"Excuse me - is anyone there?"

"Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

An old and deep voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Xiaolan and others were shocked.

Conan didn't even turn his head, and said with half-moon eyes:

"Brother Xianhe, please don't scare people, okay?"

"Huh? Ahem, do you think that was the sound of me speaking just now?"

The boy's hoarse voice sounded like a cat's claws scratching sandpaper, rough and harsh.

In this dim environment, the voice seemed even more creepy than the vicissitudes of life voice just now.

Conan shuddered and was about to turn around when he felt a hand on his shoulder.

Yun Xianhe half leaned over and approached Conan.

His slightly long hair covered half of his face.

Coupled with the dark sky on a rainy day, it seemed as if the pair of heterochromatic eyes were dyed with a layer of dead coldness.

Conan looked at the person so close to him stiffly, with his mouth half opened.

"Xian, Xianhe brother?"

"Conan...you are going too far..."

"Huh--?!"

Just the sound of decay was enough to scare everyone present, not to mention Conan who was experiencing it up close.

The abbot of the temple standing behind them widened his eyes in fear.

Where did this old monster come from?!

"I, cough cough cough!"

Yun, whose throat was sore, withdrew a curse word.

He rubbed the little detective's head vigorously to vent his frustration.

hateful!

He needs Mr. Guang's pear soup to save his life!