Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was wrapping gauze around Yun Xianhe's calf, paused when he heard this and felt that he needed to find some time to refresh the definition of "injury" to him.

Conan looked at Yun Xianhe, who was almost tangled into a mummy, and sighed helplessly.

He didn't even dare to imagine how Brother Xianhe had lived when he lived alone.

Thinking back carefully, when we first met, the other person seemed to be in a miserable state as well...

Conan was a little confused.

It is obvious that Yun Xianhe knows so many things, and most of them have reached a level that ordinary people cannot achieve in their entire lives.

But the other person doesn't know how to take care of himself.

In other words, they care about you even less than they do about someone you just met.

Could it be that this is the trouble of a genius who has maxed out everything except living skills?

The hero didn't know that he was secretly labeled as 'unable to take care of himself', otherwise he would definitely refute it a little.

It’s not that I can’t take care of it.

I just didn't take care of them because I thought they were just minor problems.

Hey, it’s a good thing he didn’t say it.

Otherwise, I would definitely be caught and given a good lecture.

After all the hassle, it was almost dinner time.

According to the original plan, everyone decided to go to the beach for a barbecue.

Because the murderer of the body that was salvaged from the beach at noon today has not been found yet.

So they could only choose to eat at a beach farther away from the crime scene.

Yun Xianhe, who was walking behind, was trying to adapt to his arms and legs that were bound by bandages.

After finally getting used to it, he looked at the people in front of him and spoke to Conan, who was closest to him:

"Conan, I'm sorry."

"??"

The young detective was shocked when he suddenly received an apology.

He looked back at Yun Xianhe with some doubt:

"Why did Brother Xianhe suddenly apologize?"

The three people who were planning to discuss what ingredients to start grilling for dinner stopped and looked back at Yun Xianhe when they heard this.

The latter solemnly called out several people's names, apologized one by one, and then answered Conan's doubts:

"Just now in the woods, you were scared by me."

"…ha?"

Have it?

Conan looked at Yun Xianhe with confusion.

The latter looked up at Zhu Fujingguang and the other two and explained in the same way:

"You too."

"Be scared?"

After hearing this reason, the few people looked at each other.

Who was scared?

Even though they were in the explosives squad, Matsuda and Hagiwara had been police officers for so many years and had seen a lot of blood, so they kept shaking their heads.

Not to mention Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Will they be scared?

The only one left is Conan.

The little detective, who was being watched by several pairs of eyes, waved his hands repeatedly:

"I wasn't scared."

joke!

How could he, a detective who often gets close to the dead to observe whether there are any useful clues on them, be scared by a little blood on someone's body!

Now it was Yun Xianhe's turn to be confused.

Aren't you scared?

Did he see it wrong?

Looking at Yun Xianhe who was standing there as if he was offline, the four of them looked at each other.

Could it be that they overlooked something?

Conan scratched his head and seemed to suddenly think of something, and suddenly realized:

"Brother Xianhe, are you talking about the time when I suddenly stopped moving when I first saw you?"

"Yeah. I scared you."

"No! I was scared at that time, but it wasn't because of your appearance that scared me. I should say I was worried."

"?"

Those who couldn't figure it out tilted their heads, and a string of question marks appeared on their heads.

"But Conan's expression shows that he's scared. Midorikawa and the others are the same."

That's why he told them not to look and not to get close.

As long as you don't look at it, you won't be afraid.

Such perfect logical thinking made everyone present laugh.

Conan laughed helplessly a few times, trying to explain to Yun Xianhe what he was thinking at the time:

"Brother Xianhe, I wasn't afraid that you would hurt me or anything, nor was I afraid of the blood on your body. No, I should have been a little scared, but that was because I was worried about your fear."

Seeing that Yun Xianhe still didn't quite understand, Conan added:

"I was scared and worried that you were seriously injured, and that something terrible had happened to you..."

It's rare for a weird person to speak so bluntly.

Especially when he was talking, Yun Xianhe had been staring at him seriously with his exceptionally penetrating heterochromatic eyes...

shame!

The uneasy little detective coughed lightly, turned his head away from the other party's sparkling eyes, and said:

"Hey! So! Brother Xianhe, you didn't scare me at that time, so there's no need to apologize!"

Well, it doesn’t matter. Brother Xianhe has lost his memory anyway.

The one who is saying this now is the child Conan.

That's right! The person who said these words was Edogawa Conan, and it had nothing to do with Kudo Shinichi!

Looking at Conan whose ears were red, Yun Xianhe blinked and then turned his gaze to Zhu Fu Jingguang.

When Conan was explaining just now, the latter remembered the question "why" that Yun Xianhe had asked at that time.

Therefore, when facing the other party's gaze, Zhu Fu Jingguang said calmly:

"Just like Conan said, we were afraid that something might happen to you, Xianhe. As for why you asked before, I guess you wanted to ask, 'If you were afraid, why did you get close to me?', right?"

Seeing Yun Xianhe nod, Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled knowingly:

"Because we were worried about you. You are our friend, and you suddenly disappeared, and suddenly appeared covered in blood. We subconsciously thought you were injured, and we were afraid that you had an accident, so that's why you acted like that."

Having said this, Zhu Fu Jingguang paused and added:

"I'm sorry, I was so anxious that my tone was a little harsh. Did I scare Xianhe?"

Yun Xianhe shook his head when he heard this.

I wasn't scared, but I was quite surprised?

"So Midorikawa can speak so loudly" or something like that...

Matsuda Jinpei, who had sorted out the whole process, chuckled and said helplessly:

"You...are you an idiot about this kind of thing?"

“It feels like being a kid.”

Kenji Hagiwara smiled happily when he said this.

Seeing both of them laughing, Yun Xianhe, who was confused, blinked and raised his hand to scratch the back of his head.

A few white hairs stood up as he moved, making him look even dumber.

Conan, who was just awkward, also started laughing and said casually:

"Brother Xianhe who has lost his memory is basically just a child!"

"I'm not."

He is so big, how could he be a child?

A certain hero refuted Conan's words.

But obviously, no one agreed.

Yun Xianhe wanted to reason with Conan, but he grabbed his finger and walked out:

"Hai Hai Yi - Brother Xian He is not a child. Let's go eat, shall we? Brother Xian He should be hungry, right?"

"Ah."