Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Maori Kogoro snorted arrogantly, crossed his arms and said:

"That kid got lost not long ago. He's so unreliable... and he's just like a child now. What if he gets hurt after being brought here?"

"That's true... Hey? I didn't expect that you, Maoli brother, would care so much about Xianhe brother."

"What are you talking about! Yun is my daughter's friend. As an uncle, I want to ask about the younger generation. What's wrong?"

That’s right, it’s just because Yun Xiaozi is Xiaolan’s friend!

A tsundere uncle who says one thing and means another.

Inspector Megure twitched his lips, ignored Kogoro Mori who was still trying to explain that he didn't care about the other party, and turned around to continue trying to find a way to prove the alibis of those people.

Just when Maori and Megure were in a state of panic,

Our officer Yuya Kazami has finally returned to his home.

A social animal who is exhausted physically and mentally after a day's work,

After opening the door and seeing a pile of black-clad men tied up with ropes, whose lives were unknown, piled up in his living room, his brain went blank for a short minute.

Ah... As expected, he had problems from working overtime, right?

Or, did he take the wrong path?

Isn't this his home?

What secret place of corpses did he break into?

During this minute, Feng Jianyu thought a lot, and even wondered if he had died suddenly at his workstation, and now these were all his dreams.

But the dream will eventually end.

Those who had to face this hellish scene were only disconnected for a minute.

Afterwards, Feng Jian showed his calmness in the face of danger.

He calmly took out his phone and dialed the number marked "Furiya Rei" with a calm tone:

"Mr. Fūya, I seem to be hallucinating."

Amuro Toru, who just got off work from the winery: "???"

After half an hour.

After changing his clothes and making sure that no one was following him, Toru Amuro stood in the living room of Yuya Kazami's house, silently looking at the group of men in black who were tied up and unconscious around him.

Then he turned his head and looked at Yuya Kazami, who had finally calmed down from the visual shock.

The other party handed an unopened letter to Toru Amuro.

Even without reading the letter, Toru Amuro guessed that the letter was definitely related to Yun Xianhe.

Could it be that the other party has recovered his memory?

...No, even if that guy recovered his memory, according to his personality, he would not give such a big 'surprise' to Kazami Yuya.

Or are they the hidden black-clad bodyguards around the other party?

As Toru Amuro opened the letter, he couldn't help but think of the news at the winery some time ago.

Thinking halfway, he chuckled.

Those bodyguards...could they be men in black robes?

That guy Xianhe must be in cahoots with them, right?

Amuro Toru opened the letter while thinking about many things, and a string of words that looked like scribbles came into his sight.

"'Hello'…"

"Hello, partners! These things are left to you to deal with as usual. I hope you like our gifts. :)

By the way, in consideration of the gift, shouldn't you all give a thank you to our ■■ (crossed out) middleman in charge of our transaction, Mr. Yun Xianhe,

Sorry, I just checked the agreement and it seems that Mr. Yun did not ask for your protection at that time.

terribly sorry.

Then let me ask the question in a different way.

For things like what happened today, I think my partner Mr. Amuro should be the one who knows best, right?

Could you please give me advance notice next time?

If possible, please send your next plan for Mr. Yun to the following mailbox..."

When the letter reached this point, the style of writing suddenly changed.

The second person obviously had a clearer purpose.

“Given Mr. Yun’s current condition, we don’t mind taking over the responsibility of taking care of him.

Of course, we will continue to provide you with assistance during this period.

Looking forward to your contact.

Hopefully, next time, our people responsible for protecting you will not suddenly receive news that our partner Mr. Yun is under siege. :)

Good day.

Signed: Shells, stones.

Amuro Toru read the letter in silence, folded it and put it in his jacket pocket.

It can be seen from the letter that those men in black robes care about Yun Xianhe very much.

In other words, Yun Xianhe might be one of them, and his status might not be low.

There was no excessive blame, but anger was still palpable.

It is obvious that as Yun Xianhe's defenders, the people named Beike and Shitou are very concerned about the attack on Yun Xianhe this time.

Before Yun Xianhe lost his memory, let alone the siege of more than 20 people, even if there were another 20 people, the opponent could easily win and leave.

But Yun Xianhe, who lost his memory, can't do that.

People like Amuro Toru, who had long been accustomed to the other party's past strength, more or less ignored this point.

"This person needs protection at the moment."

Hindsight thoughts...

Is it a mistake?

Amuro Toru thought.

In fact, even he sneered in his heart when he heard those guys in the winery talking about how to coax and seduce Yun Xianhe.

How is it possible to succeed?

Who would have thought that he would really be taken away...

"Ah...ha..."

Amuro Toru laughed briefly, covered his forehead with his hand, and fell silent again.

...Have I been protected for too long?

Yuya Kazami, who didn't see a single word of the content, adjusted his glasses and returned to his appearance as a capable and good subordinate.

As a qualified subordinate, you should know what to ask and what not to ask.

Therefore, Feng Jianyu did not mention the letter, and instead said:

"Mr. Fūya, I have already contacted the vehicle to deal with these people."

"Thank you for your hard work, Kazami. Oh, by the way, you haven't eaten yet, right? How about I treat you to some curry after we're done?"

"Ah, thank you Mr. Furuya!"

Yuya Kazami was happy to get a bowl of curry.

Toru Amuro smiled at the other person, his eyes searching among the men in black, and finally fell on Fujimoto Fu.

The purple-gray eyes were dark, like gems settled in a deep pool.

The person next to him...

Will there be more valuable news?

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"Failed again."

Curacao, who was sitting at the bar, curled his lips, and it was hard to tell whether his tone was mocking or gloating.

She had had a big fight with Chianti before.

In addition, because they had failed many times, the adult decided to try it himself first.

It is said that even the people he had always been with were sent out.

But it was clear that the malnourished, sinister-looking guy wasn't as bad as he'd imagined.

They usually fail but still climb back up.

The other party even completely cut off contact with them.

Chianti glanced at Curacao and said nothing.

Cohen thought it was simple:

"Can't we just kill him and replace him with a disguise?"

Hey, come on, that’s a really good idea.

The problem is that the assassin sent out died halfway.

Assassination?

How can you kill someone if you haven’t even seen him?