Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

The young detective who investigated the scene quickly gave the answer.

When Yun Xianhe heard Douyuan Taeko say that she accidentally killed Mr. Anzai out of fear, he chuckled softly.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had been standing next to him since a while ago, had a blank expression on his face and did not speak.

"You even have the guts to threaten people with a knife, so why don't you have the courage to apologize and admit your mistakes?"

"Because of guilt."

"The guilt of indirectly causing someone's death and the guilt of having blood on my hands..."

Yun Xianhe half-closed his eyes as he looked at the woman kneeling in front of the shrine and crying in front of the corpse, and said softly:

"Which one is more serious? Or is it that she actually came here to experience the pleasure of revenge?"

Can't figure it out.

After the words faded away, Yun Xianhe did not watch the rest of the people crying and repenting, and turned around and left the shrine.

"Xianhe, where are you going?"

"Go book a hotel. It looks like we can only stay here tonight."

He was afraid that the shell would fall apart if he took three long-distance buses in one day.

Hearing this, Morobushi Keimitsu greeted Inspector Megure on the other side and trotted to catch up with him.

There are no stars tonight.

Yun Xianhe looked up at the dark sky, wondering when the moon would come out from behind the clouds.

The cement road under my feet was illuminated by the street lights, creating round bright spots.

After jumping over a section where there was no light, Yun Xianhe turned around to look at Zhu Fu Jingguang and asked with a smile:

"Do you want to invite Mr. Hagi and the others to have dinner together when you get back?"

"? Why do you suddenly want to have a dinner together?"

"Eh? Because I bought a lot of things at the festival to give to them, and isn't it normal to hang out with friends?"

"Does Xianhe miss them?"

"Ah? I don't think so. Mr. Hagi, Mr. Jinpei, and Mr. Amuro are all very nice people. It should be fun to play with them, right? Of course, playing with Conan is also great, but there are always unexpected situations, which is a bit..."

Yun Xianhe kept talking, and Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was following behind him, slowly stopped.

The man standing under the light bowed his head slightly.

He looked at Yun Xianhe who was standing in the darkness, in a place where the street lights just couldn't reach.

Speak softly:

"Does Xianhe miss them?"

Your friend.

Yun Xianhe, who understood what this question really meant, stopped where he was.

He tilted his head as if thinking for a while, then laughed briefly:

"I'd be lying if I said I didn't."

Hundreds of years of companionship and piles of memories.

Even the mere smell of the wind can evoke longing for a brave man with an extraordinary memory.

How could you not want to?

After all, his life has been with them since he found its meaning.

"But I'm not sad because I know they are here."

The bony fingers rested lightly on the heart.

Feeling the frequency of the pulse under his fingertips, Yun Xianhe lowered his eyes and a smile appeared on his thin lips.

Zhu Fu Jingguang had never seen Yun Xianhe smile like this before.

Like the sunshine in winter, it comes from the heart and is warmer than the tenderness we often see in daily life.

"Besides, I even feel a little excited when I think that they will be waiting for me at the end of this journey of life."

In Yun Xianhe's opinion, this mission life would not last more than ten years.

Compared with the previous ten thousand worlds and hundreds of thousands of years of loneliness, it is not even a fraction.

Moreover, after this is completed, we will meet for real!

What should I use to welcome them back to their senses when we meet?

Fireworks? Music? Isn't it a bit silly to just sing the team song?

But except for the gentleman, everyone else should join in the noise.

The one standing under the light is the guardian angel who has been suppressing himself from breaking for a long time.

He looked at the man who seemed to be glowing in the darkness.

It was as if I finally understood the confidence and composure that the other person had when he said he was a hero.

"Ah, but I won't disappear easily, because he made an appointment with them to write down the stories of the rest of his life and tell them when the time comes. So Mr. Guang doesn't need to worry so early."

Yun Xianhe added this sentence for fear that Zhu Fu Jingguang would overthink it.

He looked at the person standing there with his head down and eyebrows slightly frowned, walked over, bent down and tilted his head to look up:

"Mr. Guang? Are you crying?"

"……No."

"Hey, if I die someday, Mr. Guang will cry for me."

"Don't say that!"

Yun Xianhe blinked. He could feel the other person's hand covering his mouth trembling slightly.

Zhu Fujingguang's eyes turned red, and his blue eyes stared at the eyes of the person in front of him:

"Xianhe said before that I was your friend and partner, right?"

Yun Xianhe, who was speechless, blinked and nodded.

"Zero, Hagi, Jinpei, Conan and the others too, right?"

"Um!"

"Since we are friends, we should be honest with each other."

"??"

“No matter how sad or heartbroken you are, you can share it with me and them.”

"???"

? Although, he sometimes missed those people, but he didn't feel sad when he thought of those memories.

It's not like you won't see him/her anymore, so why be sad?

Only when he thought of the conspiracy would he feel sad or angry, he couldn't tell.

Well, after the world restarts, everything will just be a dream.

Just a nightmare.

Yun Xianhe felt that he could argue, but Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't give him any chance at all.

Looking at Zhu Fu Jingguang who rarely talked to him such heartwarming words, Yun Xianhe sighed slightly in his heart.

It's not me who is lonely, it's you, Mr. Guang.

“…Whether you’re injured or feeling unwell, don’t always endure it alone. Got it?”

Yun Xianhe made an OK gesture with his hands, and after Zhu Fu Jingguang let go of him, he took the initiative to step forward and gave the other person a hug.

"What I just said also applies to Mr. Guang."

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was hugged, was stunned for a moment, then he hugged the other person back carefully.

He smelled the scent of grass and sunshine on the boy.

It's really strange. He was the one who washed the clothes and used the same detergent, so why did they smell different?

"Hai Hai, the hero is here and will help you beat all the bad guys. Pat me on the back, Mr. Guang, don't cry, ha, rain on a sunny day will make mushrooms grow on your clothes."

“…I didn’t cry.”

"Yeah, yeah, Mr. Guang is not crying, I am the one crying. Woo woo woo, I am so sleepy and hungry."

"..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at Yun Xianhe, who had let go of him and was crying and howling with an expressionless face, and he always felt that something was wrong.

Wait, wasn't he the one comforting others? Why was he the one being comforted?

After confirming that the other party's mood should have calmed down, Yun Xianhe continued to jump towards the direction of the hotel in two steps, muttering softly:

"I wonder if there's any midnight snack available at the hotel this late."

"hungry?"

"No! I just want to eat. It's a rare opportunity for us to go out and have fun, so of course I have to try all the delicious food!"

"..."

As for the fact that I ate too much and had a stomachache for the entire second half of the night,

Yun Xianhe said that he didn't want to recall the past.

The few people who knew the whole process fell silent when they saw Yun Xianhe sitting at the dining table, happily eating a small bowl of porridge with pickles.

What's more, people who didn't know Yun Xianhe's family background discussed it in private.

Is it because Yun Xianhe has suffered a lot in the past that this is the case?

That group of people with very rich imagination finally came to the conclusion that Teacher Xianyunyehe was really pitiful.

Yun, who was quietly searching for the fried shrimp hidden under the porridge, had no idea about this.

Not only did he enjoy the meal very much, he even secretly took a small piece of fish from Mr. Guang's plate next to him.

As for later, when Yun Xianhe returned to the publishing house and was fed snacks by a bunch of people, he was still a little confused.

Could it be some new way to bribe your boss?

·

After returning home, Yun Xianhe couldn't wait to start his packing work.

"Mr. Guang, is there anything else you want to put in there?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was called, stood beside Yun Xianhe and took a look at the two cardboard boxes that the other party had sorted out.

The masks I bought at the festival last night, the cookie gift boxes, the water balls I caught while playing games...

There were even the goldfish that Yun Xianhe had pointed out looked like those two people, all of which were packed up and placed neatly in the box.

In addition, there are some models, sunglasses, and mechanical parts bought according to the other party's preferences...

Zhu Fujingguang stared at the balloon protected by the anti-collision foam for a few seconds, then remained silent for a while and asked uncertainly:

"Xianhe is going to send all these things to Hagi and Jinpei?"

"Of course!"

No hesitation!

Without any hesitation!

A cheerful, overly affirmative tone!

To the extent that Zhu Fu Jingguang was a little unsure whether it was his own problem.

"Have you finished packing Mr. Hikaru's portion for Mr. Amuro? Do you need my help? I'm good at packing balloons!"

"...Why don't you let the air out before sending it over?"

"Then you won't be able to float!"

That makes sense!

Zhu Fu Jingguang didn't dare to think about it.

When Zero receives the package and opens the box, if balloons float out, what expression will the other party have?