Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Afterwards, Yun Xianhe summoned Xiao Tiandao and took over the art museum directly through secret operations.

After asking Mr. Guang for help, the two of them spent an afternoon thoroughly counting the items in the art gallery.

"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Guang. In return, I will treat you to dinner tonight."

"Thank you, Xianhe."

"It's okay, it's okay. Come to think of it, I feel like Mr. Guang can evolve directly from a life assistant to an all-round assistant."

"Hahaha, I'm very happy to be able to help Xianhe."

"I'll give you a raise."

Looking at the boy who winked at him, Zhu Fujingguang couldn't help but smile:

"Then thank our Xianhe."

"It's easy to talk about."

Since we are going out to eat, of course we will eat barbecue.

Yun Xianhe chose a store that he and Xiao Tiandao had casually invested in, and rushed in first.

Just as he was about to order, he looked up and saw the blond-haired man wearing glasses coming out of the kitchen.

Amuro Toru, wearing black-framed glasses, smiled particularly warmly, and the water cup in his hand knocked against the wooden table with a crisp sound.

"Excuse me, sir. What would you like to order? The wagyu beef we have today is very good."

"...Mr. Guang, why don't you have some?"

Handing the menu to Zhufu Jingguang sitting opposite him, Yun Xianhe drank the warm water that Amuro Toru had just brought him while thinking about life.

He wanted to ask now:

Why are you here, Mr. Amuro!

Working?! Doesn’t your organization pay you?

Or is there a stealth mission? Will the food that comes up soon be poisonous? ?

Although the weather is not hot...

But why does Mr. Guang’s water look like it’s at room temperature, while the one in his hand is still a little hot?

So thoughtful?!

"What else would you like to eat?"

"It's all right, if I can, I hope,

"Okay, that's all. Please don't order any spicy food, thank you."

The brave man stretched out his hand and tried to struggle.

Mr. Guang, who was smiling on the opposite side, placed his hand accurately on the injured part of the boy's arm.

"No, Xianhe must be obedient."

“…Okay.”

If you don't want to eat it, then don't eat it! Humph!

Yun Xianhe replied with gritted teeth, then angrily took a big sip of hot water and swallowed it with a frown.

...so hot!

"This barbecue restaurant is said to be delicious. Xiao Zhenping, you didn't come last time, you must try it this time."

"Barbecues should all taste the same, right?"

The familiar voice made Zhu Fujingguang pause slightly.

However, when he saw Yun Xianhe covering his mouth and frowning opposite him, he quickly took out a tissue and handed it over.

"What's wrong?! Are you feeling unwell?"

"No...I got burned..."

The boy spoke incoherently, and his originally pale cheeks took on a slight redness, making him look a lot healthier.

Kenji Hagiwara and Jinpei Matsuda, who were passing by their table, took a second look at Yun Xianhe because of his hair color.

Yun Xianhe looked up when he felt the gaze coming at him, and happened to meet Hagiwara Kenji's eyes.

When he saw the recognizable pair of heterochromatic eyes, Hagiwara Kenji could hardly control himself and blurted out:

"It's you?! The little guy who kicked the bomb away!"

"?"

Ah - I remember now, the first mission target who suffered a concussion from the fall.

Yun Xianhe raised his hand to adjust his glasses and looked at Hagiwara Kenji carefully for a while, then pretended not to remember and asked:

"Excuse me, have we met before?"

"Eh?! Don't you remember?!"

Kenji Hagiwara, who did not expect to be forgotten, sat down next to Yun Xianhe in a very familiar manner and told him vividly how he suddenly appeared that day and kicked the bomb away.

"Oh - the only officer who was not wearing the regulation uniform at the bomb disposal scene."

The smile on Kenji Hagiwara's face froze visibly.

"Ah."

Matsuda Jinpei, who was standing behind him, smiled coldly, feeling that the beating he had given him before did not teach him a lesson.

"Kick the bomb away?"

"..."

Oops, forgot there was another one here.

Looking at Zhu Fu Jingguang who was smiling very harmoniously across from him, Yun Xianhe turned sideways and stretched out his hand towards Hagiwara Kenji:

"Hello, Mr. Police Officer at that time. I am Yun Xianhe, you can call me Yun, or Xianhe."

"Hagihara Kenji, Xiaoyun can call me Hagi brother."

Hagiwara Kenji reached out and held the boy's fleshless hand, sighing slightly in his heart:

It seems that what he saw that year was not an illusion.

Why is this child still so thin? He doesn't seem to be in good health.

[Ding, the target person of the original redemption mission one is detected: Hagiwara Kenji. ]

[A member of the Metropolitan Police Department's Explosive Ordnance Disposal Team, one of the five members of the police academy, and a classmate of Morobushi Keimitsu and Amuro Toru.]

[He is good at driving and bomb disposal, and has strong insight and communication skills. He is a handsome and charming man. 】

[By the way, this guy is very popular with girls. ]

Yun Xianhe doesn't know whether Hagiwara Kenji is popular with girls.

He now really wanted to know when the other party would let go of his hand.

And, the five-member police academy team?

Mr. Hikaru, Mr. Amuro, the man in front of me, and his companion next to him.

Who else? Could it be Mr. Ida Kou from the third redemption mission?

Wait, he did four redemption missions, so he saved all of them, right?!

It’s incredible... We almost got wiped out.

Jinpei Matsuda, who was thrown aside, put out the cigarette in his hand when Kenji Hagiwara came over.

After carefully examining the 'mysterious child' that Hagi had been talking about for seven years, he turned to look at Morobushi Kagemitsu who was standing beside him.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that this person's figure...

Very similar to the classmate who disappeared for several years.

"Hiro?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang's hands hidden under the table curled up unconsciously.

He raised his head slightly and looked at Matsuda Jinpei who was wearing sunglasses, and tilted his head as if in doubt:

"Hmm? Are you calling me, sir?"

Did you admit your mistake?

Yun Xianhe noticed this and naturally introduced to the other party:

"This is my personal assistant, Mr. Hikaru Midorikawa."

He is also your contemporary, Zhufu Jingguang.

But... according to what Mr. Guang said, he probably doesn't want to tell them his identity, right?

Otherwise, I would have known it a long time ago after so many years.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was introduced, smiled gently at the two of them:

"Hello, would you mind sitting down and eating together?"

"Matsuda Jinpei."

[Ding, the target character of Redemption Mission 2 has appeared: Jinpei Matsuda.]

[Member of the Metropolitan Police Department's Explosive Ordnance Disposal Team, one of the five members of the police academy, and a classmate of Morobushi Keimitsu and Amuro Toru. ]

【With Hagiwara Kenji is the young tame dye. 】

[Good at disassembling electronic equipment, boxing, and has good reasoning ability. ]

[He is a rebellious, domineering, cold, wild and serious person, but sometimes he is gentle. 】

Oh - the childhood sweetheart.

By the way, Mr. Hikaru and Mr. Amuro were also childhood friends, right?

Yun Xianhe was scrolling through the long string of character introductions on the system screen, and to outsiders he looked like he was in a daze.

Hagiwara Kenji, who was standing by, raised his hand and waved it in front of Yun Xianhe's eyes, and called out tentatively:

"Xiaoyun?"

The screen faded out in a second, and the boy blinked his heterochromatic eyes and looked at Hagiwara Kenji who was sitting next to him:

"Ah, sorry, you two can order whatever you want. Meeting is fate, so today's meal is my treat."

"? How can I let a kid like you treat me?"

As if feeling that Yun Xianhe was a little too polite, Matsuda Jinpei raised his eyebrows slightly.

Hagiwara Kenji, who was sitting next to Yun Xianhe, called the waiter and added with a smile:

"Speaking of which, I should be the one thanking Xiaoyun for saving me, so let Xiaozhenping treat us this meal."

"??? Hey, Hagi, where did you spend your salary this month?"

"Hey, next time it's my turn."

Kenji Hagiwara sent a wink to Jinpei Matsuda.

Jinpei Matsuda on the opposite side made a sound of his tongue but didn't say anything.

Yun Xianhe glanced at the new waiter who had just arrived, took out a black card with a special pattern printed on it from his wallet and handed it over.

"It's on the account."

The waiter took a closer look at the card in Yun Xianhe's hand, opened his mouth in surprise, and then nodded repeatedly:

"Okay Mr. Yun!"

"? Xianhe, is this store also yours?"

"Huh? I thought Mr. Hikaru saw it when he saw the sign outside."

As he spoke, Yun Xianhe picked up the menu beside him, found the part with the store name printed on it, and pointed to a small cloud logo diagonally below it:

"Mr. Guang, when you go shopping next time, you can check to see if there is this sign."

After carefully recalling the stores he had visited, Zhu Fu Jingguang once again had a clearer understanding of Yun Xianhe's worth.

On the other side, Jinpei Matsuda and Kenji Hagiwara looked at each other calmly.

It seems that the identity of this new kid they met is not simple.

The food hasn't arrived yet.

Yun Xianhe looked at Hagiwara Kenji, who kept talking to him and trying to get information from him, and the smile on his lips was almost completely frozen.

He desperately hoped that Mr. Guang could directly acknowledge them as his relative at this moment, so that he wouldn't have to introduce his life story again.

"Why was Xiaoyun in the building at that time? I remember Xiaozhenping and the others had already evacuated the crowd, right?"

Yun Xianhe, whose throat was dry after talking for a long time, took a sip of the limited hot water that Mr. Amuro had just given him, and then he seemed to recall something and said:

“I was kidnapped that day.”

"Kidnapping?!"

"Well, when I woke up, I found myself in the utility room. I just escaped and saw you, Mr. Hagi, yelling for them to run."

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was sitting opposite Yun Xianhe, seemed to be thinking about something.

He remembered that when Yun Xianhe appeared on the rooftop, it was also because of a kidnapping.

Yun Xianhe shrugged and joked:

"I can't help it. I'm too valuable. I was often kidnapped when I was a kid. Ah, the food is here. Let's..."

"what!!"

A shrill scream came from the dining table not far away.

Yun Xianhe looked at the three people who stood up and ran over, and Mr. Amuro who showed half of his head in the kitchen.

He took another look at the piece of meat that the waiter had dropped on the ground, and the curve of his mouth flattened.

This meal just can’t be eaten properly, right?

Yun Xianhe, who didn't know how many times he was disturbed while eating, stood up and walked towards the crime scene with an expressionless face.

The boy reached out and took off his silver-framed glasses, and his heterochromatic eyes quickly scanned the entire scene.

There were food scraps on the spot and a painful expression frozen on the victim's face.

Poisoning.

The remaining half cup of water, the extra opened chopstick packaging bag, and one chopstick missing on the table.

The position and angle of the water cup are incorrect, so this should be eliminated.

It's chopsticks.

The suspect's fear, fake crying, panic...

Hands hidden behind back.

One minute later, Yun Xianhe, who had reproduced the most likely criminal method in his mind, spoke coldly:

"found it."

"Idle Crane,"

Looking at Yun Xianhe, who seemed to be emitting low pressure all over his body, Zhu Fu Jingguang called out to him with some concern.

He rarely saw Yun Xianhe taking off his glasses. When his heterochromatic eyes were no longer concealed, they looked like a sword drawn from its sheath.

Kenji Hagiwara has walked to the door to maintain the situation.

After confirming that the victim was dead, Jinpei Matsuda was about to call the police.

Then the boy who was chatting with them with a smile just now said to the crying lady with a cold face:

"You are the murderer."

The culprit who disturbed his meal.