Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Toru Amuro, with his body stiff, looked at the boy with a pitiful expression, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Under the gaze of everyone, Mr. Amuro had a slightly twisted smile on his face.

He looked down at Yun Xianhe who had buried his face in his shoulder, and teased him helplessly as if he was talking to a good friend:

"You want me to take you back?"

"Hmm."

Yun Xianhe, who missed lunch and felt a little dizzy because of the mouthful of blood, nodded obediently.

He put a little force on Amuro Toru's shoulder and almost dragged him out:

"Let's go back and eat!"

"Idle Crane,"

When Yun Xianhe heard Officer Megure calling for help, he ran away without giving the other party a chance to stay.

Conan and the others who stayed where they were staring at the other party's back as it disappeared in a flash.

Megure Jusan opened his mouth and said uncertainly:

"That looks like it should be fine, right..."

"perhaps……"

Conan was shocked and his mouth twitched, not knowing how to respond.

He frowned and looked at the direction where Yun Xianhe disappeared, and was somewhat curious about the person whose behavior he had just embraced and seemed a little suspicious.

He remembered that he seemed to have never seen such a person around Yun Xianhe.

Not far away, Yuya Kazami, who had just finished his mission, looked at Toru Amuro who was abducted by Yun Xianhe, raised his hand to push his glasses, and began to think about what he should do next.

Yun Xianhe breathed a sigh of relief after successfully escaping the scene and confirming that no one was chasing him.

Then he immediately let go of Amuro Toru and said with a wry smile:

"Thank you, Mr. Amuro, for rescuing me."

Leaning himself against the wall calmly, Yun Xianhe looked at Amuro Toru, who seemed to have no intention of leaving, and raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Do you need any reward, Mr. Amuro?"

The blood just now really burned my stomach. I need to eat something to relieve myself.

"Didn't I say I'd send you back?"

Toru Amuro tilted his head towards Yun Xianhe and pointed to the white Mazda parked at the other end of the alley.

Yun Xianhe, who heard this unexpectedly, blinked in daze.

He turned around to look at the car that looked well-maintained, thought about the blood on his body, and waved his hands repeatedly:

"No, it would be bad if I dirty your car, Mr. Amuro."

"So you're going to walk back?"

"Any questions?"

A draught of wind blew in.

Yun Xianhe reached out to tighten his clothes, took out a new mask from his pocket and put it on.

Prevent illness.

Toru Amuro looked at Yun Xianhe, whose face was pale and whose movements were weak.

The other party clearly didn't realize how bad his current condition was, which made him sigh helplessly.

Although he still has many doubts about this man who calls himself a hero, Toru Amuro is really curious.

Yun Xianhe doesn't look like he can take care of himself at all. How did he survive until now before meeting Hiro?

When Hiro told him before, he couldn't believe it. Now that he saw it...

Yun Xianhe, who always felt that it would be troublesome if he delayed any further and was eager to find a warm place to sit down and have a meal, had no idea of ​​Amuro Toru's imagination.

He smiled, gestured to the other party, and turned to leave.

"stop."

"Why,"

The hero whose fate was grabbed by the back of the neck staggered.

Yun Xianhe finally stood firm, pushed his glasses, turned around and looked at Amuro Toru, raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Is there anything else, Mr. Amuro?"

"boarding."

"I don't,"

"Do you want me to ask Hiro to come pick you up?"

Yun Xianhe looked at Toru Amuro, who had a sinister smile on his face, and opened his mouth slightly.

So you are this kind of Mr. Amuro? !

And wait,

If he was sent back now, wouldn't he still meet Mr. Guang? !

"Wait a minute, me!"

Yun Xianhe, who was forced into the back seat of the car, tried to resist, but Amuro Toru, who got into the driver's seat, simply locked the door, stepped on the accelerator and drove out.

The extreme push on his back made Yun Xianhe gasp for air, and he quickly reached out and buckled the seat belt beside him.

Looking at Amuro Toru who was driving meticulously in front of him, Yun Xianhe considered for a moment and began to bargain:

"Mr. Amuro, can you take me to the bookstore?"

"Ok?"

"Hahaha, I need to buy something."

Find a chance to get off the bus first.

"Didn't you say you wanted to eat? Go back and finish your meal first."

"…Thank you, Mr. Amuro."

The brave man laughed bitterly twice.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that his stomach seemed to be getting more and more painful as the car speed increased.

Yun Xianhe, who had endured it again and again, finally reached out with a pale face and patted Amuro Toru's shoulder, pinching the corners of his lips and said in a muffled voice:

"Stop the car, I'm about to vomit..."

"?! Wait, there's a restroom in the park ahead!"

As soon as the car stopped, Yun Xianhe rushed out almost as if he was escaping.

"puff,!"

Yun Xianhe, who had finally gotten rid of the foreign body sensation in his throat, leaned against the sink and gasped for breath.

The slightly sticky blood dripped from the corner of his mouth into the pool, staining the originally snow-white washbasin bright red.

[Ding, all the blood has been spit out. ]

He said he felt uncomfortable in his stomach! Was it because he had half a mouthful left?!

Yun Xianhe's mouth twitched when he heard the system prompt. Hearing the footsteps coming from outside, he quickly reached out to turn on the faucet.

Yun Xianhe washed the corners of his mouth in a few seconds and looked up, just in time to see Amuro Toru standing behind him in the mirror.

He lowered his eyes to look at Yun Xianhe, who had disappeared from the pond, and took out a handkerchief.

He wiped the water stains from his chin calmly.

"how's it going?"

"much better."

Looking at Amuro Toru who seemed to be preventing him from escaping, Yun Xianhe raised his eyebrows and said with a wry smile:

"Mr. Amuro, you can rest assured that I won't run away."

This is impossible to say.

The phone in my pocket vibrated.

When Toru Amuro took it out and took a look, his originally relaxed expression suddenly darkened.

Yun Xianhe, who keenly sensed the other party's emotional changes, raised his eyebrows:

"what happened?"

"nothing."

"If you are in a hurry, Mr. Amuro can go first. I may have to wait a while here."

As he spoke, Yun Xianhe rubbed his stomach with a wry smile, his pale face still showing a bit of the discomfort from motion sickness.

"I,"

Ding-dong-

Toru Amuro wanted to say something, but in the end he just frowned in disgust and said sorry to Yun Xianhe.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'll just find a restaurant nearby to eat. I'll go back after I finish eating."

Yun Xianhe, who finally fooled Amuro Toru away, breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'd better not ask Mr. Amuro for help in the future..."

This guy would take revenge on the spot.

Yun Xianhe, who had changed his clothes completely in the toilet cubicle, breathed a sigh of relief.

At least now I won't scare people when I walk on the street.

The sound of the sharp blade cutting through clothes and piercing into flesh and bones made Yun Xianhe pause slightly in his action of opening the door.

He withdrew his hand, stood there calmly listening to the painful groans coming from next door, then kicked the door and walked out with an expressionless face.

The man who was killing someone next door obviously didn't expect that there was someone in the toilet of this small park.

"Who?!"

He held the kitchen knife upright and looked at Yun Xianhe who came out of the cubicle.

After seeing the other person's pale and frail appearance, the man laughed grimly.

God is really helping him!

Yun Xianhe looked expressionlessly at the murderer who was wearing a pure black mask with only a pair of triangular eyes exposed, and began to wonder if he had been infected by Conan.

Why does something go wrong wherever I go?...

"Boy, do you know the consequences of meddling in other people's affairs?"

The criminal smiled evilly and gestured with the knife in his hand twice towards Yun Xianhe, his eyes looking him up and down, as if he was thinking about which angle to attack from.

Looking at the man in front of him who was as strong as a mountain, Yun Xianhe sighed helplessly:

“It’s been a busy day today…”

"Huh? What are you mumbling about?"

"I said……"

Before the young man finished speaking, he had already raised his hand and grabbed the other man's arm holding the knife.

Feeling the intense pain, the sturdy man screamed and raised his other hand to smash Yun Xianhe hard.

The latter dodged easily and used the man's force to knock him down.

The criminal, who was lying on the ground with stars in his eyes and felt like he had lost a tooth in his mouth, calmed himself down.

The intense pain completely cooled his excitement.

He looked at Yun Xianhe who was still moving his wrist, and was so scared that he shouted:

"Don't hit me, don't hit me! I was wrong!"

After getting the answer, Yun Xianhe glanced at the man, then casually glanced at the miserable situation in another compartment, and asked in confusion:

"That person just now shouted the same thing, right? Why... don't you let him go?"

“I, I!”

Jingle Bell--

The man was interrupted by a sudden phone call.

Yun Xianhe glanced at the other party, then casually took out his phone from his pocket and answered the call:

"Hello? Xiaolan? What's wrong?"

……

"Art gallery? A walking suit of armor? Hmm - OK, then how about we meet at around 2pm tomorrow?"

Seeing Yun Xianhe turned his head and didn't look over here.

The man lying on the ground narrowed his eyes, tiptoed up, and prepared to run out.

Yun Xianhe noticed it and glanced at the other person lightly. When he looked up, he saw the small potted plant on the windowsill behind the toilet.

Just pick it up and throw it at the other party -

"what!"

Mao Lilan, who felt like she had just heard a scream on the phone, blinked and glanced at the receiver suspiciously:

"Mr. Xianhe? What happened just now?"

"No, it's just an unlucky guy who fell down."

Yun Xianhe glanced at the unconscious criminal, said a few words to Xiaolan, hung up the phone and called back the previous number.

"Officer Megure, I have caught a murderer here."

"??"

Seeing that the caller ID showed that it was indeed Yun Xianhe, Megure Jusan was stunned for a moment and took a deep breath.

"Idle Crane."

"Ok?"

"It's better to keep some distance from Maori in the future."

"??"

Look, this death physique is becoming contagious.