Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

good question.

At this moment, Conan and Hattori were also wondering why they were staying here.

It seemed like he came out to look for someone at the beginning.

Thinking of this, the two detectives looked up at Yun Xianhe at the same time.

The latter directed the light of his flashlight at the ground to avoid dazzling their eyes.

Seeing that both of them were looking at him, the brave man who was still walking forward stopped.

113 in the system space gloated:

[I really like to see you being punished, or being in a large-scale Shura scene without realizing it. ]

"...I should have known it was in a rotten swamp."

Yun Xianhe silently pushed back 113, looking at the two people approaching, took a step back, and asked with a dry laugh:

"what happened?"

"What's wrong...Brother Xianhe, where have you been?"

"Hey? Didn't I leave a note saying I was going after the demon dog?"

Hattori, who was standing beside him, put his hands on his hips and looked at him with half-moon eyes:

“Why not text?”

"Because I didn't bring my phone with me, you should have seen my phone left there when you searched my room, right?"

"Well, how did you know?"

Yun Xianhe smiled when he heard this, raised his hand and touched his neck which was wrapped in gauze:

"Because if you haven't seen the crime scene, you will definitely keep asking how this injury came about, right?"

Seeing that Yun Xianhe was so self-aware, the two of them paused at the same time.

Conan looked at the other person's neck wrapped in white gauze and felt inexplicably dazzling.

"There's something I'm curious about."

"Ok?"

"Did you accidentally break the cup?"

Hearing this, Yun Xianhe paused for a moment, then smiled awkwardly:

"I didn't mean to do that. Did Miss Inubushi come to you? Don't worry, I will apologize and compensate her later."

Who asked this...

Conan was just simply curious about why Yun Xianhe crushed the cup at that time.

But it is obvious that the other party will not answer this question now.

...Maybe it was a nightmare?

The young detective suddenly felt that he might have guessed something right.

Hattori on the side reached out and touched Yun Xianhe's forehead. After confirming that the temperature was not as scary as in the afternoon, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he flicked the other person's smooth forehead with his finger.

Osaka Chocolate looked at the person who subconsciously shrank his neck and complained with half-moon eyes:

"Do you know you're still sick? You're running around. What if you pass out outside?"

Yun Xianhe rubbed the place where he was hit twice and said nonchalantly:

"It's okay. Maybe it's because I got enough sleep. I'm very energetic now and don't feel dizzy at all!"

After all, I took the anti-dizziness medicine.

Yun Xianhe even made the decision.

If the case is delayed until tomorrow, he will get up in the early morning and give himself a fever-reducing medicine that can cover up his body temperature.

How can I let such a minor illness distract me while I am doing a task?

"Not dizzy anymore? Really?"

"real."

Although he was somewhat skeptical about Yun Xianhe's words, it was impossible for Hattori to fool him.

That will definitely make the condition worse.

"You, you should put yourself first before saving others. I heard from He Ye that your wound is super scary."

Although it was a scolding, Yun Xianhe still heard Hattori's concern.

Conan, who was standing by, took advantage of Yun Xianhe's distraction and directly pulled his hand over and looked at it from left to right.

"Fortunately, there are no wounds on my hands..."

It seemed that it only took a moment for the cup to be crushed, and he didn't hold it hard afterwards.

"Are there no injuries anywhere else on your body?"

Seeing Hattori pulling at his collar, Yun Xianhe quickly stretched out his hand to protect it and took a step back:

"Hey, hey! You two! Just talk, don't make a move!"

"Could it be possible that you have other hidden injuries on your body?"

"No! It's cold if you pull it apart!"

After hearing this, Hattori became obedient.

Conan also let go of the other person's wrist and asked:

"By the way, Brother Xianhe, did you find anything when you went out just now?"

Yun Xianhe, who had just adjusted the scarf around his neck, gave a mysterious smile when he heard Conan ask this.

He lowered his voice and said to the two of them:

“A very interesting place.”

For some reason, Conan always felt that there was something provocative in the other person's smile.

The hero rubbed his chin, thinking of some interesting ideas, and said to the two with interest:

"Do you want to see what a real demon dog looks like?"

"......?" x2

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"Oh, you three are finally back. Hey, Yun boy, you're still sick, how can you run around?"

"Sorry, sorry, Uncle Maori, I won't do it again next time."

"Do you still want a next time?!"

The brave man, whose ears hurt from the high decibels, shrank his neck and gave the other party a flattering smile.

When the Yamamura police officer following behind Maori Kogoro saw Yun Xianhe, he pointed at him in disbelief:

"Ah!! Could it be that you are the medical examiner?! When did it happen?!"

He remembered that the other party had never mentioned this identity when he met him several times before.

First he was a rich kid, then he became a good helper of the Metropolitan Police Department.

No one told him that this guy could do this! He even had a certificate!

Yun Xianhe, who was pointed at, spread his hands and said helplessly:

"I just remembered it today, and Officer Yamamura, you never asked it before, and Officer Megure and the others didn't ask it either."

"…Shouldn't you just say this yourself?"

"But I can't use this identity. There's no point in saying it out, right? As for today, there's a reason for it."

The veins on the forehead of the Maori "detective" who was forced to "have a reason" jumped.

Kogoro Mori glanced quietly at Hattori Heiji who was standing slightly behind Yun Xianhe.

The latter didn't react when he was glared at, and even raised his eyebrows and glared back:

"Uncle, what are you looking at me doing?"

"I,"

"So you're here. Dinner is ready."

The dinner, which was so late, was finally served on the table.

Detective Maori, who was interrupted and had nowhere to vent his anger, turned his anger into appetite and started eating with big mouthfuls.

The brave man sitting opposite him felt that he had received an invitation to a challenge, so he also ate his food in silence.

Even Hattori, who was sitting next to him, joined the war for no apparent reason! (?)

The atmosphere is very weird.

Xiaolan was frightened by what she saw.

Conan, who was sitting next to Yun Xianhe, reached out and tugged at the other person's clothes, and reminded him in a low voice:

"Be careful, Brother Xianhe, the wound will burst open, right?"

"It's not a big problem. I got stitches and it's fixed tightly."

The hero who stole the fried shrimp from the little detective's plate said so.