Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Yamato Gansuke's voice was a little loud, just covering up the voice of Zhufu Takaaki in the microphone.

Although he couldn't see it, Yun Xianhe could feel someone rushing towards him with great momentum.

It seems like he is planning to steal his things?

Yun Xianhe, who didn't understand what was going on, stood there in a daze, allowing Yamato Gansuke to take his phone away.

Looking at the call interface displayed on the screen, Yamato Gansuke snorted and laughed.

The evil-looking police officer who had the upper hand said smugly into the microphone:

"I won this time!"

Zhu Fu Takaaki on the opposite side seemed to have long been accustomed to Yamato Gansuke's behavior.

The person with a steady voice spoke sincerely:

"Thank you for the trip, Officer Yamato."

"Huh? You better understand that I was the one who found the person, and it has nothing to do with you."

“I know, so thank you for your hard work.”

"Tsk! Humph, anyway, you can't beat me this time, Gao Ming."

The evil-looking police officer hung up the phone swearing and put it in his pocket.

Yun Xianhe observed the other party's actions through the scanner: "...?"

Wait, that looks like his cell phone?

…I always feel like this scene is familiar.

Yun Xianhe, who lost his phone again, spread his hands helplessly and looked at the complacent Yamato Gansuke:

"So, now can I tell you about my mission?"

"Let's go, you'll know when we get there."

"Wow - in such a hurry? Wait, wait, you have to let me bring some toiletries and change into some clothes to go out!"

Yun Xianhe avoided Yamato Gansuke's hand and put the sword in his hand behind him.

He had every reason to suspect that the other party actually wanted to snatch his sword away.

Yamato Gansuke, whose intention was discovered, sighed softly and tapped the ground with his cane:

"Go pack your things."

"Really... Are you planning to ask me for help? With this attitude, be careful or I'll go work with Mr. Gao Ming halfway."

"what?"

slip away.

The brave man holding the sword turned and ran.

I accidentally tripped over the stairs when going upstairs.

Yamato Gansuke, who had been chasing after him, stopped and cursed, admonishing:

"You are so reckless. Watch the road, kid!"

"You're the one scaring me!"

Damn evil-faced police officer!

Besides, he couldn't see anything now, so how could he see the road?

Xiaolan and others who were standing aside looked at the two quarreling people and smiled helplessly at the same time.

Conan's mouth twitched slightly.

Is it really okay for these two people to work together?

It's a bit strange that Brother Xianhe would trip over the stairs...

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"Are you going to kidnap us and sell us in the mountains?"

Yun Xianhe, who was sitting in the back seat of the car, held the handrail with one hand and held Conan, who was flying high due to the bumpy ride, with the other hand.

Because there were too many people, they split into two cars.

The front car was driven by Yamato Gansuke, carrying Yun Xianhe, Conan and Zhufu Jingguang.

As for Xiaolan and Maori Kogoro, they were in the car behind with Uehara Yui.

The little detective, who looked like he was going to have a seizure during lunch, looked unhappy.

Yamato Gansuke in the driver's seat snorted and laughed, looking very evil:

"You look delicate and tender, you will definitely be able to fetch a good price."

"Mr. Guang! Look at him!"

"Please don't bully Xianhe, Officer Yamato."

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was sitting on the passenger seat, said something in cooperation, holding tightly onto the seat belt and armrests with both hands.

Yamato Gansuke on the side glanced at Midorikawa Hikaru.

The other person's gentle tone and eyes made him feel inexplicably uncomfortable!

They look nothing alike and have different last names too!

But he just felt that the other person was similar to that guy Zhu Fu Gaoming.

hateful!

It’s all Zhu Fu’s fault!

"Humph!"

Yamato Gansuke snorted heavily when he recalled the unpleasant (?) things.

Yun Xianhe, who was sitting in the back seat, tilted his head in confusion, then turned to Conan and whispered:

"Officer Yamato looks so down, didn't you have lunch?"

"Brother Xianhe, stop talking..."

The little detective, whose stomach was churning, almost managed to squeeze out these words through gritted teeth.

"Officer Yamato, if you don't drive more steadily, you're going to have to go to the car wash."

The person who heard this and was about to step on the accelerator froze.

Yamato Gansuke glanced back in the rearview mirror.

After seeing Conan's grim expression, he paused slightly.

Although the expression still looks very bad, at least the car is much more stable.

Conan, feeling saved, collapsed in his chair. Yun Xianhe, who was standing beside him, opened the window for him so that he could breathe some fresh air.

The cold autumn wind blew into the car, causing Yun Xianhe to squint his eyes subconsciously.

In my ears is the sound of the scanner's broadcast, and in front of me is endless darkness.

Feeling the warmth of the sun on his face, the hero sighed:

"The weather is really nice."

[I think camping around here would be great! ]

"Be good, based on my experience, we will go to the crime scene or something like that next."

Camping in a place like this?

Forget it, forget it, he didn't want to stick a bunch of goose talismans on the tent.

After hearing this, 113 in the space also felt that something was wrong.

Then he snatched a map from Xiao Tiandao and began to look for any places with beautiful scenery.

After a long pause, Conan finally came back to life.

He glanced at the darkening sky outside, reached out and quietly tugged at the hem of Yun Xianhe's clothes.

The brave man with a blessed heart held his chin with one hand, half-closed his eyes and looked at the scenery outside the window, and spoke casually:

"Now can you tell me what you are going to do? Take me away from home and bring me to this deep mountain forest. Will you provide me with food and lodging?"

"…Don't worry, you won't starve to death."

"Good!"

Seeing that the two were about to change the subject, Conan had no choice but to speak up:

"Hey, Officer Yamato, what's that unsolved 'bloodstained red cliff mystery' you mentioned in the detective agency?"

"Wow - blood-stained chibi? Is this some cult's new trick?"

"…ah?"

Conan was confused for a moment after being interrupted.

"Paint the walls with blood, draw so-called sacrificial patterns on them, summon evil spirits, etc...."

The hero squinted his eyes and said this in a gloomy tone.

Conan could see a faint smile on the other person's lips, and he said something incoherent:

"It was unfortunate for the summoned spirit to have to eat this 'big meal' mixed with concrete, mud, sand and bacteria as his first meal."

"........."

Hearing this, Conan smiled awkwardly and argued in a low voice:

"Brother Xianhe, I think... no one here would do such a thing, right?"

"Who knows? After all, there are many weird people in this world. They can kill people for some strange reasons, so why can't they have this kind of idea?"

"..."