Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"Feel sorry……"

Kogoro Mori, who was so busy talking to someone and not looking at the road, knew he was in the wrong.

The woman who followed on the motorcycle also got off the motorcycle and said with some worry:

"Really... Isn't there a warning sign ahead? Please be careful. Someone fell off a cliff and died not long ago."

Maori Kogoro's mouth twitched as he was lectured again, and he decisively changed the subject:

"We are heading to the Inufushi family just to investigate this matter...haha..."

After putting Conan back to his seat, Yun Xianhe tugged at the scarf around his neck and said with empty eyes:

"Such a small warning sign, made of wood, blends in with the surrounding trees. How can you read it?"

"Brother Xianhe..."

Yun Xianhe looked at Conan who was carefully pulling at the corner of his clothes, gave him a fake smile, and then complained to 113 in his heart:

'Shouldn't the warning sign be as eye-catching as possible? If it's red, or as big as the front of the car, it's hard not to notice it, right?'

[I don't understand. Perhaps if there hadn't been a murder case before, they wouldn't even put up a warning sign.]

Yun Xianhe sneered in his heart when he heard 113 say this.

"That's true. And that fence, a stick not even as tall as my leg and a rope, who are they trying to protect? Goblins?"

[Master, the height of the goblin is shorter than that. ]

In other words, it cannot be protected and will drill out directly from underneath.

"It seems to be just a decoration."

[There are so many strange 'safety measures' in this world. 】

Just when Yun Xianhe and 113 were complaining about all the useless things, the man on the motorcycle also revealed his identity.

"If you're looking for someone from the Inufushi family, I am that person."

"…Eh? Ah, then, could you please lead the way for us?"

"Of course! Can you follow behind my motorcycle?"

"Ok."

The car started again.

The brave man huddled in the corner looked listless, as if he had been defeated by motion sickness.

Xiaolan on the side looked at Yun Xianhe with some concern.

After noticing the abnormal red color at the corner of the other person's eyes, she blinked in confusion.

The fingertips missed the target just before they touched the other person's forehead.

Yun Xianhe tilted his head and looked up blankly.

Looking at Xiaolan who was leaning towards him, Yun Xianhe picked up Conan who was sitting next to him and put him between himself and the other person.

"If you're bored, you can play with Conan."

"Ah, no, no, Xianhe-kun, are you sick?"

Xiaolan, who passively took over Conan, said this hesitantly.

The little detective, who was originally curious about what Xiaolan was going to do when she reached out to Yun Xianhe, turned his head away.

The hero, who suddenly felt that he was being watched by several pairs of eyes, raised his hand and pressed it down as if to comfort him:

"It's just motion sickness."

"but,"

"Brother Xianhe, do you have a fever?"

"without,"

"So hot!"

Conan, who was half lifted up, successfully launched a sneak attack.

However, when the slightly cool palm touched the hot forehead, the expression on the little detective's face turned into horror for a moment.

This temperature is definitely not normal human body temperature!

"high fever?!"

Hattori, who was sitting in the passenger seat, also turned around and looked at Yun Xianhe with a serious face.

"Didn't you say you were just carsick?"

"…Maybe it's a complication of motion sickness."

"what?!"

What a mistake.

The brave man, sandwiched between Hattori and Conan, looked at the house in front of him with dead eyes.

After hearing the praise from Maori Kogoro and the others, he also echoed them without any emotion:

"really big."

Hattori, who was standing by, held Yun Xianhe's arm and said in a deep voice:

"You almost hid it from me..."

"Why didn't you hide it..."

"Hey, hey! Really! I'm going to get angry if you do this!"

Osaka Chocolate's expression is a bit stinky.

Yun Xianhe smiled at the other party and looked very well-behaved.

…are all fake.

Hattori, who had no way to deal with the opponent, sighed:

"If you feel uncomfortable, remember to tell me and Conan."

"Otherwise, please ask this family to invite a family doctor to come later."

"No, I'm really fine. I just have a simple fever. I'll be fine after taking some medicine."

Conan looked at Yun Xianhe with his crescent eyes and opened his mouth slightly.

The latter reached out and pressed his head before he could speak.

The two exchanged glances briefly.

Don't you have problems absorbing medication?

I said if it works after taking it, it means it works.

The little detective who couldn't beat the opponent by force was unilaterally declared to have failed in his "complaint".

Conan covered his head and decided to tell Hattori secretly later.

"Wang!"

The sudden barking of a dog startled everyone.

Before Yun Xianhe could turn around, he felt something squeezed between him and Conan, rubbing against his calves.

The brave man staggered after being knocked down and looked down, just in time to meet his eyes.

"Wang!"

"Want a snack?"

The orange-yellow Akita looks very familiar.

When Yun Xianhe mentioned snacks, his slightly curled tail was about to shake like a propeller.

"Ah - so cute!"

"It's an Akita dog!"

The girls who were frightened by the barking of the dogs just now turned around and sided with the cute furry ones.

Conan, who was pushed aside, looked at the guy who was acting like a spoiled child to Yun Xianhe, and complained with his half-moon eyes:

"I always feel that this guy looks a lot like a brick...Brother Xianhe, you are really popular among small animals."

"Rather than saying he likes me, I think he likes the snacks I carry with me."

Hattori looked at the other party taking out a large piece of dried meat wrapped in oil paper from his pocket, feeling a little confused:

"Do you usually carry this kind of thing with you when you go out?"

"This is an excellent self-defense weapon."

"what?"

Yun Xianhe casually took out the dried meat and threw it to the Akita dog, then took another piece and stuffed it into Hattori's hand.

He raised his chin towards the other party and said:

"How does it feel to get started?"

“It’s quite heavy.”

"Don't treat it as dried meat. Think about what would happen if this thing hit someone on the head."

Hearing this, Hattori's mouth twitched, and he suddenly felt that the jerky in his hand seemed a little hot.

The smiling hero pressed down Hattori's shoulders and said in a gentle and persuasive way:

"Besides, after you do that, you can tear the meat apart and eat it directly, burn the oil paper, and flush it down the drain, thus destroying all the evidence in one fell swoop."

"…Hey, is it really okay to carry something this dangerous with you?"

"Huh? Where's the danger? It's just a piece of meat."

"really……"

But something seems to be wrong?

Looking at Hattori, whose mind was distracted by Yun Xianhe, Conan twitched his lips and complained in a low voice:

"Used to it……"

Conan noticed that there seemed to be something written on the oil paper bag.

He remembered that these words meant...

High-grade, unicorn meat?

unicorn????

Conan made sure again and again that he was not seeing things, then his eyes widened in shock. He looked down at the piece of meat that had been gnawed beyond recognition by the Akita dog.

Is this thing real or fake?!