Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"Nothing. Uncle Maori, call the police."

"Hey?!"

Xiaolan was a little scared because she couldn't see.

Conan and Maori Kogoro had already turned around when they heard Yun Xianhe talk about the accident.

The two looked at Boss Manaka who was nailed to the wall by the sword in shock.

Partly because of the shock of the image, and partly because of the surprise that they hadn't noticed it when they were so close.

After reading the information, Yun Xianhe reached out and pushed the stunned Conan into Xiaolan's arms, and soothed him slowly:

"Okay, before the police get here, let's wait outside and stop anyone who wants to come in."

The boy rubbed the head of the little detective with a little force, who obviously wanted to see the scene.

The latter's thoughts were interrupted by the pain.

Conan opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but looking at Xiaolan who was holding him and seemed a little worried, he chose to listen to Yun Xianhe's advice.

"Come on, Sister Xiaolan, let's go out first."

Maori Kogoro, who had just made a call to the police, glanced at Yun Xianhe who had already led his men away, and raised his hand to scratch the back of his head.

"This kid..."

Inspector Megure still responds to calls very quickly.

After sealing off the scene, Megure Jusan even sounded a little unbelievable when he saw Maori Kogoro standing there waiting for him:

"Why is it you again! And...and you, brother Xianhe."

Yun Xianhe, who had just bought a can of dairy drink from the vending machine outside, nodded slightly at the other party:

"Hello, Officer Megure."

"..."

Megure Juzo looked at the person he had met twice yesterday, took a deep breath, and told himself that this was probably just a coincidence.

After all, how could there be two gods of death in such a small town like Beika?

Seeing Kogoro Maori following Inspector Megure into the exhibition hall,

Yun Xianhe handed the warm strawberry milk he bought to Xiaolan:

"Xiaolan, wait here for a while. Uncle Maori and I will come back after we solve the case, okay?"

"Okay, thank you Xianhe-kun. It feels like Xianhe-kun treats me like a child."

The brave man, who had already forgotten how long he had lived, smiled guiltily:

"It's just caring between friends."

After taking a quick look and making sure that Conan wasn't there, Yun Xianhe understood.

After saying hello to Xiaolan, he went to the scene and found Conan hiding behind Maori as expected.

"Why didn't you wait for me?"

"Wow, Xianhe, you scared me to death!"

Conan was thinking about something when he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder and was startled.

He turned his head to look at Yun Xianhe who had squatted beside him at some point, and asked tentatively:

"Have you figured it out yet?"

"Hmm - I've figured out half of it. I guess we can find out everything by watching the surveillance video later?"

"..."

Conan's mouth twitched when he got this answer.

Without waiting for him to say anything else, Yun Xianhe stood up and naturally took him and Officer Megure to the monitoring room.

When Yun Xianhe saw the armor in the surveillance video moving, he was slightly amazed.

This person is very skilled.

Wearing that armor and moving around is far from as easy as it looks.

If the person under this armor were brought to his world, it should be no problem to train him to be a heavy swordsman.

By the way, what is the certification test for heavy swordsman?

He remembered Uncle Shitou seemed to have said before, is it easy to pass the exam but not easy? The process seemed to be quite complicated.

Hmm? The victim had a note in his hand?

What a strange expression...

What was he writing? Crossed out?

Wow, he can actually jump up, pick up the person and then stab him into the wall.

Yun Xianhe, who watched the entire incident, gave a fair evaluation:

In the cases he had experienced, today's criminals could be said to be quite skilled.

"The prisoner is among you."

After discussing the reasoning with Maori, Inspector Megure came to the answer and looked sharply at Director Ochiai and others present.

Obviously everyone looked a little unhappy.

Yun Xianhe looked at Conan who was standing on the chair and trying to rewind the videotape, and took the initiative to do so.

"Children will be scolded if they mess with things."

Conan shrank his neck after being reminded in a low voice, obviously he was deeply impressed by the fact that Kogoro Mouri often hit him on the head.

"Inspector Megure, Conan has discovered something interesting."

"Huh? Where?"

Kogoro Mouri on the side looked at Conan with a little disdain, as if he wanted to say something to him.

But looking at Conan, who was relatively well-behaved this time and didn't touch anything at the scene, he still held back.

Inspector Megure moved closer and watched Yun Xianhe move to the pause point.

The latter raised his finger and pointed at the boss Manaka on the screen:

"Look carefully, there should be something in the corpse's hand now."

"Hmm? He did find something, holding a note."

"Next is the pen on the table. What did he write?! He lost the pen?! Where's the note? It's still in his hand!"

After discovering the clue, Inspector Megure and Mori hurriedly took their people back to the crime scene and successfully found the crumpled note in the victim's hand.

Yun Xianhe leaned forward to take a look, and sure enough, he saw scratches on it that looked like smears.

"W-What is this?! Kubota?!"

It's a frame-up.

Kubota, who was called by name, was also obviously shocked, and even a little scared:

"Why are you calling my name?!"

"Maybe he wore armor to avoid being caught by the security camera, but the victim found out, so..."

After reading the note, Kogoro Mouri looked at Kubota seriously and gave his conclusion.

The latter denied it repeatedly in panic:

"No, it's not me! It's not me!!"

Yun Xianhe lifted Conan up and put him down after making sure that he had read the note.

On the other side, Inspector Megure has begun to check Kubota's alibi, but the other party cannot produce it.

"I had no reason to kill him. I was wronged!"

"It's no use hiding it, Mr. Kubota. You've been secretly reselling the artworks here, and Mr. Manaka is demanding a huge amount of compensation from you, isn't he?"

Iijima on the side directly exposed the conflict between the two.

Hearing this, Yun Xianhe nodded in sudden realization.

No wonder he was so panicked, was he afraid that he would be discovered reselling artworks?

But it seems that he just thought he had hidden it well, but in fact everyone knew about it.

Yun Xianhe's eyes twitched when he saw Conan lying on the ground looking for evidence.

There should be blood splattered on the ground, right?

...He will definitely ask Conan to wash his hands later!

"Inspector Megure! The ballpoint pen fell right here!"

"what?"

The little detective, who had no idea that he was almost sent for disinfection, was still happy about finding evidence.

Inspector Megure praised Conan.

After picking up the pen, he sighed slightly:

“This is a very high-end pen.”

"That's a ballpoint pen that was specially made for the Beika Art Museum to celebrate its 50th anniversary this year. Everyone involved will have one."

Director Ochiai, who was following behind him, explained.

"So who left it here and forgot to take it?"

Inspector Megure glanced at the people present, then he turned the tip of his pen and scribbled on the notebook a few times, making a simple comparison between it and the note just now.

Conan, who was standing by, was stunned for a moment, a little confused.

He glanced at Kubota who was almost under control, and carefully recalled the clues he had obtained so far about the whole case.

Is there something missing...

The little detective frowned and turned to look at Yun Xianhe as if for confirmation.

"Not that person, do you want to see the note again? Or the surveillance video?"

"video."

After talking to Inspector Megure, Yun Xianhe brought Conan back to the monitoring room.

When Conan saw the expression of Boss Manaka in the video, he finally discovered the suspicious points and figured out what was unreasonable just now!

"The tip of that pen rotates back! How could someone who was about to be killed do such a thing? So the note was written in advance?!"

"Correct! One point for detective!"

Yun Xianhe on the side clapped his hands enthusiastically.

By the way, he also stuffed the candy that Mr. Guang had bought and stuffed into Conan's pocket, which was a bit too sweet.

"Here! Reward!"

“…You! If you knew, why didn’t you say it out loud?!”

"Huh? Because solving crimes is the job of detectives and police officers, not me."

Yun Xianhe blinked innocently, and Conan's forehead veins throbbed at that look, but he couldn't say anything.

...You know what, he really isn’t.

When this person encounters something, he will remain silent unless the other party is interested in him, or he feels threatened or in danger, or someone else asks him about it.

Recalling Yun Xianhe's previous performance at the crime scene,

Conan felt that he had a good understanding of the behavior of the person in front of him.

Gray kindness as you please.

I will not harm others. If I see someone else, I will save them if I can. If I cannot save them, then forget it.

Compared to solving the crimes that he can see through at a glance, this person is obviously more interested in watching the show from the sidelines.

The scenes of Yun Xianhe being more active in the past and seemingly getting injured in the end flashed through his mind.

Conan slapped his face, jumped off the chair and walked out.

It doesn’t matter. Everyone has a different attitude towards life. There is no need to force others to change their habits and ideas.

Besides, Xianhe is in poor health and really shouldn't do too much.

As long as... this friend is not a completely bad person.

After comforting himself, Conan began to think about how to find conclusive evidence.

Yun Xianhe, who was following behind the little detective and had no idea of ​​the other's mental journey, glanced at the "assistance" progress bar on the system panel and nodded with satisfaction.

It’s okay, it seems like I can complete the task by doing this.

By the way, it can also exercise the little detective's own observation skills.

Good!

I hope that Conan can grow to the point where he can solve a case at a glance!

That would definitely make him the world's number one detective, right?

Conan, who was inexplicably placed with high hopes (?), sneezed and tightened his clothes.

Who is talking about him behind his back?

Seeing this scene, Yun Xianhe sighed, took off the thin scarf from his neck and tied it on Conan.

He said this exhibition hall was cold.