Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"Beep, Sausage 06 has found the target and is dismantling it."

"Beep, Sausage 57 has found the target and is dismantling it."

……

"How much does this person hate this building to place so many bombs?"

Looking at the information constantly fed back on the light screen, Yun Xianhe sucked his teeth, feeling a little helpless.

"Take care of those near the load-bearing wall first... Rescue team? Is that Mr. Hagi? Go around... Don't let anyone see you..."

Jingle Bell--

"Hello? Hello, what can I do for you?"

"Xianhe, where are you?"

The finger tapping on the light screen paused for a moment.

Yun Xianhe looked down at the note 'Mr. Guang' on the caller ID, and subconsciously turned on the noise reduction on his phone.

"I'm outside getting ready to eat. Where's Mr. Guang?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was standing not far away, watched the young man's ten fingers flying on the light screen, and he even found time to cover the telephone receiver and give orders.

The corners of the other person's mouth, which were usually slightly upturned, were now slightly pursed.

In the reflection of the light screen, you can see his occasional frown.

"is it?"

"Ha, could it be that Mr. Guang is afraid that I will run to some dangerous place?"

"...Would you like a midnight snack?"

"Hey? Mr. Guang, are you staying at my place tonight? Okay, can I have some octopus balls?"

How on earth did this guy get so many bombs into this building right under the noses of so many people?

Yun Xianhe complained a little in his heart, rubbed his chin, and clicked the 'recycle' command on the screen.

Who knows, it might be useful in the future.

Yun Xianhe, who always felt as if someone was looking at him, turned around suddenly.

The pair of heterochromatic eyes half-closed as he looked at the streets behind him. After a while, he turned back and muttered softly:

"Illusion?"

"Idle Crane."

"Hmm? What's wrong Mr. Guang?"

Zhu Fujingguang's fingers tightened slightly as he gripped the cell phone.

The person hiding in the darkness at the corner took a deep breath, and finally swallowed back the words he wanted to expose the other party, and just said:

"come home early."

Go home, where he lives now?

The hand tapping on the light screen paused.

Yun Xianhe looked up at the night sky for a while, and after a while he replied vaguely: "Okay."

Home, oh, yes, the place where he lives now can be considered his home in this little world.

boom--

The sudden explosion in the distance startled Yun Xianhe.

He subconsciously reached out and pressed the mute button on his cell phone, but he was still a beat too late.

Looking at the call interface, the young man took a deep breath, feeling a little bit lacking in confidence:

"The explosion in the distance is really loud..."

"…Don't stay out too late. You just woke up, so take care of yourself."

"Hai Hai Yi——"

Looking at the call showing that it had been hung up, Yun Xianhe breathed a sigh of relief.

"I think he hasn't been discovered..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was staring at someone, controlled his gaze so as not to be noticed by the other person.

He watched the young man mutter a few words to his phone before he started to operate the light screen, and his hands around his chest tightened slightly.

·

"Shinichi, I've already cut off the black one, but the timer didn't stop. And there are still two wires left here, one red and one blue."

"What did you say?!"

Yun Xianhe, who noticed this scene through the light screen, raised his eyebrows.

He manipulated the robot to zoom in and quickly scanned the entire bomb structure.

"Well - it's the same model as the one I took apart this afternoon. Cut the blue one."

when--

The clock in the distance chimed the exact time.

Yun Xianhe looked up and just happened to hear Xiaolan on the other end of the monitor say to Conan:

"Happy birthday, Shinichi. I think... maybe, I will never be able to say this to you again."

In the picture, Conan stood silently on the other side of the safe passage, reaching out and pressing the twisted door.

After a while, he threw away the bomb drawing in his hand as if he had figured it out, and sat down with his back against the door.

“…cut it off.”

"Hey?"

"Cut your favorite color."

"But what if I cut it wrong?"

"Hmph... it doesn't matter if it's a mistake. It will explode when the timer is up anyway. In that case, just cut it in the color you like."

"but……"

"Don't worry, if you really can't hide, I will always be here with you."

Conan half raised his head, still smiling:

"If we can't live together, we'll die together."

I bumped into it, I bumped into it!

'So why don't they confess their love to each other and be together?'

Xiao Tiandao was startled when Yun Xianhe's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

My hand shook and the code I was writing jumped off the screen and scrolled.

Looking at the computer that first showed a blue screen and then began to smoke, Xiao Tiandao, who had been staying up late for a long time, shed two wide noodles of tears.

[My, program...]

"...I have adapted to the current one, please don't change it."

Don't make his game too intense, I can still tolerate just taking a vacation like this.

Remember, if you actually fix or change something, it will likely cause a bunch of bugs.

[Really? ]

"Yeah, yeah. Just lie there and watch the show like the other gods and keep track of your salary."

Yun Xianhe responded perfunctorily in his mind.

He looked at Xiaolan who was about to cut the last line, and controlled the robot to move closer to her.

'Tell me when they were together.'

[A long, long time later.]

'Huh?! Why?!'

[This…that…I don’t know either…]

'...'

Oh, yes, he almost forgot, little Tiandao’s brain is not very good, how could he understand.

In fact, he was also very slow in this regard, but the brave man who did not realize it half closed his eyes, curled his lips, and controlled the robot to move forward.

"Okay, I'm still here, don't even think about dying."

"?! Xianhe?!"

Conan was startled by the sudden voice beside him.

After looking around, he saw a small propeller with a hook flying in front of him:

"Here you are, you guy. Didn't I tell you to come to me if you have any problem?"

Conan looked around at the small mechanical object in front of him, but couldn't find the camera or the source of the sound.

As if seeing through his thoughts, a light screen suddenly flashed above the propeller.

Their eyes met, and Conan looked at Yun Xianhe's face projected on the light screen. For some reason, he felt a lot more at ease.

"Oh right, Xianhe! The bomb over there, Xiaolan!"

"It's already been dismantled. Do you want to video call her?"

"Eh? Wait! No! I can't let her see me like this."

Conan said this in a low voice.

Yun Xianhe on the other side of the video glanced at Xiaolan, who seemed to be stunned by the appearance of the sausage robot, and shrugged slightly.

"Forget it, just wait there for a while. The nearest rescue team will be here soon. Xiaofeichang 25 will protect you."

"Xiao Fei, what?"

"Oh, by the way, remember to come to my house tomorrow to pick up your birthday present."

Light screen off.

Conan watched the little thing in front of him rise into the air, and then landed on his head without any hesitation.

"Beep, Sausage No. 25 has been ordered to protect your life and safety. Please do not run around in the ruins."

"... Really just like Brother Xianhe."

Turning off the projection screen on Conan's side, Yun Xianhe controlled another little flying intestine to quickly disintegrate the bomb in front of Xiaolan.

Then Xiao Feichang took off and hid in Xiaolan's hair, and extended the earphone:

"Xiaolan."

"Mr. Xianhe?"

"Shh—this is my secret weapon, don't tell anyone."

Xiaolan, whose worldview had just been refreshed, blinked and responded obediently.

"Don't be afraid, the nearest rescue team will be here soon."

"Okay... By the way, Xianhe-kun, Shinichi..."

"He was dragged away by the rescue team. He kept calling for you before he left."

"That's it..."

Yun Xianhe twisted his neck to make sure there were no other bombs in the building.

While he was controlling the other robots to retreat, he was chatting with Xiaolan:

"That guy has been busy lately, but if you give him a chance, I believe he will come running back to find you. Just like today."

"Yes, I know... Xianhe-kun, please don't speak well of that guy."

“Hahaha, have you been spotted? But you two are both my friends, so I’m not being partial.”

"Beep, report. Except for sausage No. 25 and sausage No. 52, all other sausages have returned."

Turning off the unnecessary display screens, Yun Xianhe chatted with Xiaolan in a casual manner to relax her mind, while he half-knelt down and put the small iron rods into his pocket.

"Then next time I see Shinichi, how about I help you, Xiaolan, to punch the other person?"

"Hey?"

"Who asked him to leave our Xiaolan here alone? Really, he doesn't know how to be considerate to a girl at all."

"Puff, ah, the rescue team is here."

After Xiaolan said this in a low voice, she felt a lightness on the ends of her hair.

With the subtle sound of metal falling to the ground,

She tilted her head slightly and saw the sausage-like thing rolling away.

At the same time, Moriya Teiji was standing in front of the building waiting for the bomb to explode, only to find that all the bombs seemed to have misfired since he arrived, and his mouth opened in shock.

He seemed a little bit unconvinced and kept muttering:

"How can this be……"

He couldn't accept it.

Not only did his worst design fail to be ruined, but his great revenge was also not achieved.

After packing up his things, Yun Xianhe looked at the building not far away, stretched his body, and then let out a long sigh.

"Call it a day! Let's go eat - there's Chibi Maruko-chan for later. Mr. Guang is really nice. How about giving me a raise?"

[Beep, it is detected that the host has avoided large-scale injuries to the crowd this time, and the 'redemption condition' has been triggered. ]

The person who was originally jumping around gradually slowed down his pace.

Looking at the ambulances whizzing by in the distance, Yun Xianhe even began to wonder if anyone would notice him if he lay down here.

[The group importance is detected to be too low, and the penalty summary is summarized into one item, which is being extracted from the 'minor symptoms' folder. ]

Thankfully, the quality of the NPCs in this world isn't very high.