Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"Eh?! Hand it in, so that note is really a treasure map?!"

"Yes, it has been handed over to Inspector Megure and others as evidence."

"why is it like this……"

The three little ones were a little disappointed when they were told that they could not explore for the treasure.

Mitsuhiko glanced at Conan, then at Inspector Megure and Yun Xianhe and others in the distance, and suddenly his eyes lit up:

"Conan, does the presence of that note mean that those robbers don't know where the treasure is?"

"It seems so."

"Then as long as we find it before Officer Megure and the others, will that count as a meritorious service?"

"Hey? Mitsuhiko, are you telling the truth?"

Ayumi seemed a little happy when she heard this. Mitsuhiko rubbed the tip of his nose when asked and replied confidently:

"Of course! I heard that you can get a reward if you help solve the case."

"award!"

"Will there be a lot of eel rice?"

"Yuanta, you only think about food."

Conan looked at the three children who suddenly became excited, his mouth twitched, and he smiled helplessly:

"It's impossible."

"What? Conan, you're going to say something weird again and then go off to look for clues by yourself, right?"

Mitsuhiko said in a tone of "I see through you", and looked at Conan with his eyes akimbo:

"Don't even think about leaving us this time. I've written down the codes just now."

"That's right! Our Junior Detective Team will definitely find the treasure before those uncles!"

Yuantai on the side was obviously also very excited. He had even begun to imagine how much eel rice he could buy.

Conan laughed awkwardly twice, then sighed and explained:

"no."

"Hmm? What do you mean by impossible?"

"Because Brother Xianhe is here."

Conan pointed at Yun Xianhe who was holding a note and talking to Inspector Megure, with an expression that was not unexpected:

"Look, he's untied."

"Huh?!" x3

The three little ones looked at Yun Xianhe in the distance in disbelief.

When he saw Inspector Megure smiling and patting the other person's shoulder, as if praising him, he was still a little unconvinced:

"is that a lie?"

Mitsuhiko stared blankly at the thin figure wearing a mask. Genta next to him didn't seem so friendly:

"That guy took all the credit."

"Yuanta, you are being very rude!"

Ayumi on the side said angrily,

"It's because you talk like that that the older brother hates us."

"It's not my fault! Ayumi, don't be fooled by him!"

"Okay, okay, stop arguing."

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel, Mitsuhiko hurried over to stop them.

Looking at the angry Ayumi, Yuanta curled his lips sadly.

Conan, who witnessed the whole process, felt a bit of a headache.

He always felt that his current health was in trouble. Not only did he have no power to fight back against bad guys, but he also had to take care of the children.

On the other side, after listening to Yun Xianhe's entire reasoning, Megure Jusan suddenly realized and patted the other party's shoulder enthusiastically:

"Brother Xianhe, this time it's all thanks to you! It's really a great achievement!"

"…Officer Megure, switch sides. It hurts a bit."

"?! Sorry sorry!"

Looking at Inspector Megure who quickly withdrew his hand, Yun Xianhe smiled bitterly and moved his shoulders.

Fortunately, he didn't hit the wound directly, otherwise he would have thought that the other party was seeking revenge for what happened at Shanni Temple.

[Ding, host change event detected, 'event change penalty' is being drawn. ]

Yun Xianhe, who was originally preparing to say goodbye to Inspector Megure, pursed his lips and began to calculate at which angle he would be most comfortable if he suddenly fell down.

[Extraction successful, congratulations to the host for obtaining a 'big mouthful of old blood' (one-time), which will be issued soon. ]

"?"

A big mouthful, what is this?

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"

The sudden rusty taste from deep in his throat made Yun Xianhe cough awkwardly.

The blood instantly soaked the black mask and dripped along the chin line onto the white shirt.

Yun Xianhe reacted and covered his mouth in a panic, trying to find a handkerchief from his pocket.

However, the burning sensation in the stomach became more and more obvious, and even had a tendency to move upwards.

Yun Xianhe, who was swallowing blood, frowned and complained:

Does this old blood still burn my stomach?! Do I have to spit it all out?!

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Someone who was daydreaming was choked again.

Noticing that someone seemed to be looking at him, Yun Xianhe, who did not want to scare others in public, quickly turned his back to the crowd, covered his mouth with his hands, and squatted down.

"Brother Xianhe, what's wrong with you?!"

Megure Jusan, who was about to ask someone to go to the police station to take a statement, turned around and saw Yun Xianhe squatting on the ground.

The other person covered his mouth tightly with his hands, his brows were furrowed, and he seemed to be shaking all over.

"Brother Xianhe?! Hey, are you feeling unwell?! Doctor!"

Hearing the voice, Yun Xianhe raised his eyes and glanced at Officer Megure who was hurriedly calling for help, then slowly loosened his fingers.

The large mouthful of blood he had held in his mouth dripped through the mask onto the marble brick surface, and seeped along the brick patterns to the grass below.

Yun Xianhe, feeling that his throat finally felt comfortable, took off his mask and took a few deep breaths.

He looked down at the blood that seemed to be a little black.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and the saline solution stuck to the end of her eyelashes dripped onto her glasses, blurring her vision.

After a while, Yun Xianhe felt that nothing was wrong and wiped his mouth casually with a handkerchief.

He turned to look at the doctor and Inspector Megure who had not yet arrived, and quietly took out a handkerchief to cover the large pool of blood, preparing to destroy the body.

"Xianhe?! What are you doing?!"

"..."

Conan, who had just walked over, looked at Yun Xianhe, who still had blood at the corner of his lips, and was so scared that his heart skipped a beat.

When he lowered his head, he saw a large pool of blood on the ground, and his hands and feet felt cold.

"What's wrong with you?! Why are you vomiting blood?! Apart from the wound just now, is there anything else that's uncomfortable on your body?!"

Yun Xianhe's mouth twitched when he was asked three fatal questions.

The fingers that were originally used to destroy the corpse curled up slightly.

He looked at Conan and laughed awkwardly, then raised his hand to cover his eyes:

"Children should not watch this, or they will have nightmares at night."

There was a hint of weariness in the hoarse voice, and it didn't offer much comfort.

Conan stared at the boy's white palm from a close distance and saw at a glance the blood stains that had not been wiped clean in the lines on the other's palm.

The young detective frowned and grabbed the hand and pulled it down.

Looking at the person wiping the blood off the ground with a handkerchief, I felt a fire rising in my heart:

"Didn't you say it was okay?"

"Yes, this is blood clots. Just spit it out. Look, the color is different from normal fresh blood, isn't it?"

Yun Xianhe put a few wet handkerchiefs into his pocket and actually secretly threw them into the trash can of the system warehouse and started to deceive people.

He even pointed to the remaining bloodstain and showed it to Conan in a serious manner.

Seeing that it did seem to be a different color from normal blood, the young detective's brows did not relax at all, but instead furrowed even deeper.

He looked up and down at Yun Xianhe, who was wiping his mouth with a pale face and cold sweat on his palms, and asked in a serious tone:

"You,...are you poisoned?"

"what?"

Yun Xianhe paused for a moment, not quite understanding why Conan asked that.

However, in Conan's eyes, his expression confirmed his guess.

It turns out that he was poisoned!

So, was this the reason why the other party vomited blood last time? !

What else do you mean it can't be cured and is a chronic poison? The condition for the poison to take effect is cold?

Thinking of this, Conan frowned fiercely when he looked at Yun Xianhe, who was wearing a shirt inside and a coat outside.

He was still holding the other person's hand, and his sweaty palm was abnormally cold.

Case solved!

"You're wearing too little. If you're afraid of the cold, you should wear more."

The little detective muttered to himself.

After listening for a long time, Yun Xianhe opened his mouth, not knowing where to interrupt the other party.

"I,"

"The doctor is here!"

"..."

Looking at the doctor who seemed to have been forcibly dragged over and was out of breath, Yun Xianhe twitched his mouth and said weakly:

"I'm fine now, Officer Megure."

"Xianhe, I know you don't like going to the hospital, but some things can't be solved by delaying."

...Okay, okay, today we have to prove that he won’t live long, right?

Yun Xianhe, who was squatting on the ground, glanced at Megure Jusan who was trying to trick him into going to the hospital.

He glanced again at the doctor who was pulling a stethoscope out of his bag.

Finally, looking at Conan, who was holding his hand as if afraid that he would run away, he slowly revealed a dead fish eyed expression.

At this moment, if the inner voice had real-time subtitles,

I believe everyone present could see the hero's "Save me" that almost filled the screen.

The hero, who was thinking about how to escape, was so depressed that he wanted to draw circles on the ground.

I seemed to catch a glimpse of gold from the corner of my eye.

Yun Xianhe paused as his hand, which was picking at his trouser line, suddenly lit up.

The three people who were about to drag the man into the hospital saw Yun Xianhe suddenly stand up, and they involuntarily took half a step back.

It was at this opportunity that Yun Xianhe strode toward the outskirts of the crowd and put his arm around a man's shoulder.

The man in the baseball cap who was suddenly embraced obviously didn't react.

He looked down at the man who was covered in blood but was still trying to get close to him without caring about his own safety.

Just as I was about to speak, I heard the other party say:

"Wow, Mr. Amuro, I'm so hungry."

“…???”