Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

The atmosphere suddenly became terrifying.

I don’t know if it was because of the environment or because of the slightly deep voice when Yamato Gansuke said that name.

Yun Xianhe, who got out of the car first, leaned against the door and looked up at the entire villa.

[The scanning results show that this is a villa. ]

"..."

Artificial mental retardation.

The brave man silently complained in his heart, then raised his hand and pressed the electronic sticker on his temple, trying to adjust the range and accuracy of the scan.

[Big brother, you can ask me directly! ]

Isn't He better than intelligent machines?

What's more, Yun Xianhe, who has lost his sight, can't see the program panel of the electronic sticker at all.

It should be said that except for 113, which is bound to Yun Xianhe, and the locked Xiao Tiandao, Yun Xianhe can't see anything now.

Imagining the picture does not count as seeing.

The information returned by the scanner is delayed.

Moreover, since you cannot see the program panel and cannot use voice to adjust it in public, the adjustments are blind.

The proper operation of the system depends entirely on Yun Xianhe's abnormal memory, which is very troublesome.

Yun Xianhe, who had expanded the accuracy of the data search, silently replied to 113 in his heart:

'So tell me, what information do I need right now?'

After hearing this, 113 was stuck for a moment.

Although “He” is an omnipotent system, the information Yun Xianhe wants and the things that can help solve the case...

113 in the system space carefully observed the scene outside and said hesitantly:

[Hmm... This is an old villa. There are guards in front of the villa. At present... I can't see anything else useful...]

"...Be good, don't do things you are not good at. Choose a pattern for the picnic mat for camping."

Hearing this, 113 smiled awkwardly.

It’s not that he doesn’t understand, it’s just that he really doesn’t know what information Yun Xianhe needs.

Or rather, He doesn't know what counts as useful.

After all, Yun Xianhe was the type who would think, "Isn't it enough to just take a look?"

...Who knows what he saw with this glance!

"Brother Xianhe, do you have a headache?"

Conan, who had finally recovered, happened to see Yun Xianhe pressing his temple with one hand after carefully examining the exterior of the villa.

The latter was not at all panicked, but just squinted his eyes and smiled bitterly.

After the scanner detected Conan approaching, Yun Xianhe half bent down and whispered:

"I feel a little dizzy. I don't think Officer Yamato is suitable for driving. He is suitable for flying a plane."

We were driving so fast on that broken road just now, almost like flying.

Upon hearing this, the little detective's mouth twitched, and then he tilted his head slightly and moved away from Yun Xianhe.

We were a little too close, and the other person's breath felt itchy on my ears.

Yun Xianhe paused when he heard the scanner report Conan's action.

Then he stood up as if nothing had happened and rubbed the other person's head twice.

The longer you lose your vision and the more time you are in darkness, the less control you have over the space.

Fortunately, Yun Xianhe had experienced losing his vision before.

He also learned how to control his eyes and micro-expressions.

And the courage to walk forward normally and without showing any fear in the complete darkness.

Otherwise, with these guys around him, he would definitely be discovered in minutes.

Scan and 113?

It helps, but there are delays and it's not a panacea.

It can be said that the truth has not been exposed until now, all thanks to Yun Xianhe’s own acting skills and ability to adapt to changing circumstances.

It’s not a big problem, plus there are still five days left.

"But, from the outside, this house doesn't look like 'Hope' at all. Could it be that 'Hope' is inside?"

Yun Xianhe said this while constructing the entire villa's appearance in his mind according to the scanner's instructions.

Conan, who was standing next to him, echoed:

"Indeed, it looks more like a house of death."

"right!"

"Oh - although it looks very old, it is also a magnificent house."

Kogoro Mouri, who got out of another car, came over at some point and looked around the villa with him.

Looking at Yun Xianhe standing aside and observing, Maori Kogoro whispered to him:

"Hey, Yun boy, did you hear any strange information?"

"Hmm? No, Officer Yamato said that other people's stories would easily make me have preconceived ideas, and he wanted me to see it with my own eyes."

Even though he couldn't see it at all.

"What's wrong, Uncle Maori?"

Hearing this, Maori Kogoro curled his lips, looked at Yamato Gansuke in the distance, and complained with his half-moon eyes:

"That police officer came to the office without even saying hello and asked me to take him to where you live. I was shocked."

"Hahaha, Uncle Maori has worked so hard."

"I'm sorry, Agan is just like that."

Yui Uehara, who had just parked the car and walked over with Xiaolan, said something on behalf of her childhood sweetheart.

Then he added his answer to Maori Kogoro's previous statement:

"This house was originally a villa of a very wealthy tycoon."

“No wonder it’s so exquisitely built.”

Yun Xianhe sighed.

Conan on the side reached out and poked him lightly, smiling teasingly:

"Brother Xianhe can't see it at all."

Invisible rich.

"Ha, don't show off your wealth, you know? Do you want me to wear gold and silver? Wouldn't that be writing 'I'm rich' on my face, and people could rob me? I don't want to be kidnapped!"

"Pfft, hahahaha!"

Looking at Yun Xianhe who had an indescribable look on his face, the people around him started laughing.

Yamato Gansuke, who had already reached the entrance of the villa, looked back at the group of people standing by the car and chatting, and shouted:

"Hey! Baiyun boy, follow me closely!"

"Hai Hai Yi——"

Yun Xianhe responded and complained in a low voice:

"I feel like Officer Yamato seems to be able to command me very easily. Also, why are so many people only shouting my name?!"

Everyone who heard this laughed unceremoniously again.

When Conan saw Yamato Gansuke looking back again, he quickly tugged at Yun Xianhe's clothes:

"Let's go, Brother Xianhe. If we finish watching early, we can go back and eat earlier, right?"

"Yes."

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who didn't see the person he wanted to see, stood silently behind with his bag.

After accidentally hearing the conversation between the two, he chuckled:

"Officer Yamato will probably treat us to a nice dinner."

"Great! A feast!"

"If you don't catch up, you won't get any dinner!"

"Oh - that's too much! Officer Yamato, if you keep saying that, I'm going to complain to Mr. Gao Ming!"

Hearing this threat, the veins on Yamato Gansuke's forehead jumped.

Yui Uehara, who was standing by, couldn't help but laugh when she saw the other person being deflated.

The result was a very ferocious glare from the other party.

Yun Xianhe walked into the villa and complained quietly:

"The evil-looking police officer... I feel like if I get together with Mr. Jinpei, I'll explode in a minute."