Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

The thumb hovering over the phone keyboard hesitated for a moment, but finally pressed the connect button.

"Hello? What's wrong, Mr. Guang?"

"Where is Xianhe now?"

Yun Xianhe took a look at the surrounding scenery and said calmly:

“On top of the neon tower.”

Although there is a distance between us, it is still there.

Zhu Fu Jingguang on the other end of the phone was standing in the garage at this moment.

Hearing this, he hesitated for a moment, and then quickly realized the reason.

I think the clues about the suspect in the case that Yun Xianhe has been following up these days were found, and the other party followed him to the scene.

After taking a look at the continuous rain outside the garage door, Zhu Fu Jingguang said:

"It's raining outside, I'll pick you up."

"Mr. Guang is not behaving well."

Zhu Fujingguang paused in opening the car door when he heard this suddenly.

He was about to say something when he heard the other party babble on and on:

"When I left home at noon, I clearly told Mr. Guang not to go out alone and to wait for me at home. How come Mr. Guang forgot in just half a day?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang held his forehead helplessly.

He glanced at the night sky which was obviously a shade darker than usual, thinking about Yun Xianhe's previous instructions which could be considered deliberate.

Suddenly, Zhu Fu Jingguang seemed to think of something.

He let go of his hand on the door handle and asked helplessly:

"When will Xianhe come back? After all, I haven't even prepared the ingredients for dinner tonight."

But he was very obedient (gritting his teeth) and never went out alone.

Yun Xianhe, who understood the other party's implied meaning, was silent for a moment.

When will you go back? Good question.

He must first cooperate with Inspector Megure and the others to complete the statement, and then send Ireland to Yuya Kazami without anyone noticing.

Thinking of this, Yun Xianhe first sent a message to Feng Jian through the system, notifying the other party to come and pick up the person.

Then he said hesitantly:

"It'll take about an hour, right? We'll mainly have to depend on Inspector Megure and the others... Mr. Hikaru, do you need anything? Just email it to me, and I'll buy it on the way back."

"Okay. ...Xianhe is not injured, right?"

"Absolutely not!"

Not even a scratch!

Zhu Fujingguang hesitated at the other party's decisive answer.

But it doesn’t matter. You’ll know when the other person comes back.

"be careful on the road."

"Okay, okay. Ah, Officer Megure and the others are looking for me. We'll talk about Mr. Hikaru later."

Having said that, Yun Xianhe hung up the phone.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, another call came in.

Yun Xianhe took a look and found that it was Conan's.

Before he could answer, another call came in.

"..."

Oh, it's Mr. Kazami.

That's all right. We should ask him to take care of the Ireland matters.

Yun Xianhe took out an electronic sticker from his pocket and stuck it on his temple. Through the magnifying function of the light screen, he saw Conan running past from the first-floor observation deck at a glance.

There is still some time before the other party comes up.

Thinking about this, he directly called Yuya Kazami:

"Mr. Kazami, are you here?"

"We'll be there in five minutes. Mr. Yun, do you need me to pick you up?"

"No, just go upstairs and get the goods. I'll tie it up and leave it there. Don't let anyone see it."

"learn."

The two people who have worked together many times are very skilled.

After hanging up the phone, Yun Xianhe did not answer Conan's call immediately.

After estimating the length of the rooftop and the distance from the Neon Tower, I chose the most appropriate direction to run and used the hang glider to return to the observation deck a few floors above the Neon Tower.

Ireland, who was still sitting obediently on the outer stairs, had his eyes flickering slightly when he saw Yun Xianhe flying over from the rain.

Yun Xianhe casually folded up his hang glider, took off his rain-soaked cloak and shook it twice.

Feeling someone was looking at him, he looked over and happened to meet Ireland's eyes.

"Are you all so skilled?"

"of course."

Yun Xianhe answered very straightforwardly without any hesitation.

Even though more than half of the robots he released were actually life-type robots, their innate conditions were there - they were durable, which meant they could fight.

So there is nothing wrong with them being good at martial arts.

Ireland said nothing, not sure what he was thinking.

Yun Xianhe didn't care and just took out a bundle of ropes and walked towards the other party.

Seeing this scene, Ireland's mouth twitched, as if he was a little helpless:

"You still want to tie me up even though I'm like this?"

As he spoke, he slightly moved his gauze-wrapped arm.

Yun Xianhe raised his eyebrows:

"Your arm is just injured, not your leg. What if you run away without being tied up?"

"…Do you think those people can keep me alive?"

At this point, Ireland actually felt a little sad.

Those who have lived in darkness for half their lives are now forced to flee into the sunlight.

Hearing this, Yun Xianhe shrugged his shoulders and didn't care about Ireland's "fragile" little heart. He tied him up like a dumpling in no time.

Then, regardless of the other party's resistance, he took out a piece of cloth and stuffed it into the other party's mouth.

Cover it with a layer of rainproof cloth and place it in an inconspicuous corner on the terrace.

Ireland, who had been wrapped in a body bag and exposed to the rain all night, turned green when he realized what Yun Xianhe was trying to do.

This time...it won’t leak, right?

Yun Xianhe took two photos and sent them to Feng Jian.

After clearing out the dummy corpse of 'Ale' on the observation deck, he removed the limited skin on his body and started walking downstairs.

The lighting of the neon tower had been restored when Zhu Fu Jingguang called him just now.

However, the elevator door to the observation deck on this floor was blocked in the previous battle.

There was no choice but to go back to the original observation deck.

Yun Xianhe walked down the outer stairs leisurely and heard some noises in the distance.

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he glanced around and then looked at himself.

Hmm... wouldn't it be better to make it a little dirty?

After all, we had just experienced a hail of bullets.

Thinking of this, Yun Xianhe turned around reluctantly and rubbed his back against the wall.

He reached out and ruffled his hair, and smeared some dust on his arms and pants.

When Conan came out of the door that was violently broken down by the fire axe, what he saw was Yun Xianhe standing on the stairs, his whole body dirty and his clothes wet by the rain.

When the other party saw him, he smiled skillfully, waved his hand and shouted:

"Conan——"

"Brother Xianhe! Are you okay?"

Conan took a few steps forward anxiously and looked Yun Xianhe up and down several times.

If the other party had not allowed him, he would have wanted to just grab it and see if there were any hidden injuries on the other party.

Just now, after the neon tower went dark, he heard unusual noises outside.

After discovering that it was an armed helicopter, Conan almost instantly realized that it was support from the winery.

Later, he called Yun Xianhe but the call was never answered.

At that moment, his worry about Yun Xianhe reached its peak.

Looking at Conan who seemed to wish he could install a scanner on his eyes, Yun Xianhe smiled and sighed, then asked:

"What could happen to me? You should ask the other person how he is."