Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Chapter 681 can also be considered as inheritance?

[Eh?! This shouldn't be the case. Sir, your skills should be very impressive, right? ]

113 I remember that Yun Xianhe once praised the other party for his excellent skills.

He also said that some of his attack methods were learned from the other party.

The brave man laughed as he thought of something, and before opening the door, he explained to 113:

"Because the gentleman has a cold, too."

【……? ? 】

"Ah, I should say he was the first one to catch a cold."

This is really unexpected.

But when I think about how the whole family has a cold and they are all rushing to go out...

113 narrowed his eyes and looked at his host who was walking down the stairs.

Is this also a kind of inheritance?

The brave man who is used to fooling others succeeded today.

Yun Xianhe, who had successfully traveled to the client's home, was now sitting in the back seat of the car, covering his face with his coat and closing his eyes to rest.

There are many symptoms of fever.

Yun Xianhe was quite glad that he could use pain shielding and Wanwan's medicine to stop the dizziness.

The feeling of weakness in my limbs when I just woke up in the morning has now improved a lot.

Apart from the fatigue caused by illness,

The only problem left is the cold, which is not easy to solve.

The feeling of coldness when you are sick is different from the normal coldness felt due to environmental factors.

Although he had tried hard to wear less thick clothes than ordinary people, Yun Xianhe still felt cold.

113 quietly stuffed a heating pad into the clothes of his host:

[Big brother, will this be better? ]

'Um……'

The man, who felt like his brain was turning into a paste as the car swayed, responded mumbled.

The car stopped at a corner of the winding mountain road.

Hattori, who was sitting in the passenger seat, opened the car window and shouted to a passerby walking on the side of the road:

"Hey--old man!"

"Ok?"

"There should be a house of the Inufushi family nearby, did you know of one?"

Yun Xianhe, who was sitting behind the passenger seat, felt the cold wind coming in through the window and couldn't help shivering.

Conan, who was standing by, felt the slight tremor and turned to look at him:

"Brother Xianhe, are you cold?"

"Suddenly a gust of wind blew right into my neck."

Yun Xianhe explained after putting on his coat.

The boy's originally pale cheeks turned a little red due to the high fever.

No matter who looks at him, they would mistakenly think that the other person is in good shape today.

At least that's what Conan thought.

but……

"Be careful not to catch a cold. It's the changing season recently."

"I should be the one saying this to you. You often catch colds when the seasons change, right?"

There were several times when Yun Xianhe happened to discover him and forced him to drink medicine on the spot.

The little detective shuddered at the thought of the bitter taste that went deep into his soul.

Yun Xianhe skillfully took out a thin scarf from somewhere and helped Conan tie it on the spot:

"Come on, it'll be weird for me to wear so much."

"what?"

The little detective, whose face was covered with a scarf, could not resist in vain.

He Ye, who was watching from the side, whispered to Xiaolan:

"Did you see where he took it out from?"

"Maybe, it's in the pocket of the clothes?"

"But why did Xianhe bring a scarf specifically for Conan when he went out? That's weird."

Although the two can be considered friends regardless of age difference, they seem to be master and disciple or something like that.

But do you usually go out of your way to buy a scarf for someone?

If I'm not mistaken, the scarf is a children's version.

This rules out the possibility that Yun Xianhe gave his scarf to the other party.

When Xiaolan was asked, she was stunned.

"like……"

Indeed, Xianhe always seems to be able to take out some clothes anytime and anywhere, as if they were specially prepared for Conan.

Looking at her, who is currently the guardian, it seems that she has never prepared anything specifically for this child.

"Because we have a good relationship, and I have always had some contact with his parents. These clothes were sent to me by his parents when I exchanged letters with them last time."

Yun Xianhe's words interrupted Xiaolan's wandering thoughts.

The person who tied the bow at the end of Conan's scarf smiled slightly at the two girls who were a little embarrassed because their whispering was heard, and blinked his left eye slyly:

"As for where I got it from—it was a magic trick. Look!"

Before he finished speaking, two bottles of canned milk tea appeared in the white hand he stretched forward.

"Here, this is the new canned milk tea that the company has recently developed. Would you like me to help you try the flavor?"

"Ah, thank you Xianhe-kun!"

"Wow! Thank you! Xianhe, does your company also deal with this?"

Yun Xianhe handed the milk tea to the two and spread his hands:

"I just want it to be more convenient to drink. The details will depend on subsequent development. But even if it won't be put on the market, it's nice to just make it and drink it yourself."

"Mmm! This tastes so good!"

"right!"

Looking at He Ye's smiling face, Yun Xianhe smiled too and handed a bottle to the little detective beside him.

"Try it?"

"…Seriously, where did you get that from?"

Conan took the can of milk tea and asked quietly.

However, compared to where this thing came from, he was more curious about why it was still hot?!

Has it been half a day since they left home? !

Yun Xianhe took out his backpack from under his feet and showed it to Conan.

The opened backpack contained not only canned milk tea, but also canned coffee.

There were even juices and stacks of sandwiches.

“…Are we here to investigate a case?”

"Is it possible to just drop me off midway and let me go camping?"

Hattori, who was a little depressed by the old man's words "If you come in with a half-funny mood, be careful to get burned all over your body", leaned over from the front seat and took a can of milk tea and a sandwich from Yun Xianhe's bag.

"Hey, you two guys left me here again to talk about some weird topics."

This has happened several times before!

Looking at Hattori biting the sandwich angrily, Yun Xianhe smiled and said:

"But every time we start, you're the first to take action, right?"

"Huh, what's wrong? Can't I have a good appetite?"

"I still have rice balls here—"

"What flavor?"

Maori Kogoro, who was stuffed with cans of coffee and juice, started the car again, and complained in his heart with his half-moon eyes:

Why on earth did he come along to solve this case?

The car was on the road again.

After eating a little, everyone couldn't help but start chatting.

"Hey, Heiji, is it true? A pearl appeared from the mouth of the corpse of Mr. Shinichi?"