Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"Hey - do you like it now?"

"…So what if I like you? Xiao Lan already, hey, this has nothing to do with the case!"

Seeing that the other party was a little angry, Yun Xianhe raised his hand and pressed it down in the air, signaling him to calm down.

Then, he took a step back and said weakly:

"Okay, I'm done asking questions. Thank you for your cooperation."

The brave man who retreated from the light at the door into the shadows narrowed his eyes, carefully recalling the emotional fluctuations in the other party's tone during the conversation just now.

Zhu Fujingguang, who had been standing behind him from beginning to end, looked at Yun Xianhe who seemed to be thinking, then glanced at the people in the room and asked in a low voice:

"is it?"

"Who knows? He's an actor after all."

Isn't it easy to pretend to be kind and innocent?

[Big brother, there has been a car following you since a while ago. ]

113 in the system space suddenly said this.

Upon hearing this, Yun Xianhe was slightly stunned.

'Where?'

[At the corner of this street, it seems like they are here to monitor me? ]

Yun Xianhe understood after hearing this.

After all, Mr. Gao Ming is now one of the suspects, so it is normal for him to be monitored.

However, losing your vision does cause some minor problems...

If he could see, Yun Xianhe would have noticed someone behind them as early as when they left the villa.

On the other side, Conan continued to ask questions:

"Now, uncle, do people in the mansion usually call each other by their colors?"

"Yeah... That's why I changed my stage name after I left there and became an actor, just to get rid of the name 'A-Lu'."

Perhaps because the question was from a child, Naoki Suikawa's tone was a little better.

He even felt a little embarrassed when he said this:

"Because I always feel that if I don't get rid of this name and move out of the mansion, I won't be able to be independent."

"Hey--"

"Ah, but Shusaku and I grew up together, and we're the only ones who call each other by our first names."

Yun Xianhe, who was standing a little further away, naturally heard these words.

The hero narrowed his eyes with some interest and raised the corners of his lips:

"A brotherly love and a revenge for stealing your wife?"

Zhu Fujingguang, who was standing by, laughed twice when he heard this:

"Shouldn't it be?"

"Mr. Guang, think carefully about the cases we have encountered. Those cases of 'justice' carried out for the so-called 'love' cannot be explained by ordinary logic."

Zhu Fu Jingguang choked when he heard this.

really……

Yun Xianhe and Conan had asked all the questions. Zhu Fu Gaoming wrote down everything Cuichuan Shangshu said and then said goodbye to him.

The car started and there was a moment of silence inside.

Two policemen and a detective were carefully recalling the details of the conversation.

The bored hero yawned.

Conan, who was a little sleepy after being led around, said: "..."

The little detective raised his head with half-moon eyes and looked at Yun Xianhe, muttering softly:

"Brother Xianhe, have you been sleeping too much recently?"

The same thing happened two days ago.

Although fighting against the Black Organization does make people mentally tense, they will feel tired once they relax.

But given Brother Xianhe's physique, how could he sleep for two days in a row?

"This is called intermittent relaxation, which helps the brain rest."

"?..."

Definitely, you are trying to trick him, right?

"Has the motion sickness not subsided yet?"

Zhu Fu Gaoming, who was sitting in the driver's seat, suddenly spoke.

The brave man, remembering that there was a person here who was particularly difficult to fool, laughed and said nonchalantly:

"Actually, I've been overworking my brain lately, so I just look a little tired."

"Are you really okay, Xianhe?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Guang, it's really okay. But..."

Yun Xianhe deliberately prolonged the ending tone.

When everyone's attention was drawn to him, he sighed slightly and said bitterly:

"But if we can go back to eat sooner, I should be more energetic."

"..." x3

"Let's work hard together to eat earlier!"

A brave man with inexplicable fighting spirit appears!

Perhaps because of Yun Xianhe's encouragement (?), Zhu Fu Gaoming drove the car to the residence of the next suspect at an extremely fast speed.

"You said my fingerprints were left on the door handle of Ah Hong's room, right? Of course it would be there, because I used to live in that mansion too."

[The suspect Yamabuki Shoji was detected 2 meters ahead. 】

Yun Xianhe looked up following the sound prompt from the detector.

Compared to the tone of Suichuan Naoki just now, Yamabuki Shoji's words just now seemed more sincere and more natural.

It seems that even if there is a third participant, it will not be him.

"Wow - it's like God's most perfect creation!"

The sudden approaching sound startled Yun Xianhe.

As a fashion designer, Yamabuki was excited for a moment when he saw Yun Xianhe's face, and wanted to ask him on the spot if he wanted to be a model.

Yun Xianhe, who couldn't see but could feel someone approaching, subconsciously took a half step back. There was a moment of vigilance in his slightly restrained, dull eyes.

But soon, he hid this unnatural look.

The young man laughed twice, raised his hand to block the two of them, and said uncertainly:

"Thank you for the compliment?"

"Young man, do you want to be a model for me? I promise you will become a world-famous model!"

"Haha... No no, I'm quite satisfied with my current job... Officer Morobushi?"

Yun Xianhe, who seemed unable to bear the other party's enthusiasm, turned to look at Zhu Fu Gaoming's position.

The latter lowered his upturned mouth corners, coughed lightly and said:

"This is the detective who came to help us solve the case, Mr. Yamabuki. Please cooperate with us."

"A detective..."

Yamabuki Shoji, who mistakenly thought that the "satisfying job" Yun Xianhe was talking about was a detective, was a little uninterested.

In order to keep a safe distance from the other party, Yun Xianhe took another step back, which just exposed Conan.

The little detective asked without being affected:

"If you call Mr. Akashi Ah Hong, do they also call you Ah Huang, uncle?"

"Yeah, it's pronounced the same as my name. But it seems that only Xiaolan would call me Xiaoshan."

Yun Xianhe, who was standing aside, tilted his head slightly to avoid the burning gaze and asked casually:

"Is Mr. Yamabuki on good terms with the other people in the mansion?"

"of course."

"Do you like Miss Xiaokui?"

The sudden question made Yamabuki Shoji stunned, and then he said calmly:

"Of course, well - to put it simply, she is everyone's goddess, because she is the only girl among the six of us, and she is also a beauty. It is natural for people to like her, right?

So when we heard that she and Ah Hong started dating, everyone was shocked. That’s why everyone left the mansion. Of course, I was one of them.”

When talking about his past love history, Yamabuki Shoji did not refuse.

Yun Xianhe could hear the sincerity in the other person's words.

That was indeed a feeling of relief.

Much more real than Suichuan Shangshu just now.

...Of course, it would be better if the other person didn't keep staring at me.