Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"He must have run away a long time ago. Don't move. Tell me if you feel unwell? Are you dizzy?"

"No, it's all right."

After confirming that the other party was fine, Yun Xianhe breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised his hand tremblingly and massaged his heart, which was a little uncomfortable because of running too fast. His breath was a little unstable when he spoke:

"Is this what you said at noon, the random incident? Pushing someone down the stairs?"

"I don't know, but the other party is wearing the clothes of the Dark Night Baron. Brother Xianhe, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell in your heart?!"

"I'm scared of you."

Yun Xianhe looked at Conan, who was beginning to get nervous, with empty eyes, and raised his hand to tap him hard on the forehead.

"it hurts!"

“Next time, don’t join this kind of tour group with unknown origins.

Do you know that if there wasn’t a swimming pool here, or if you fell and hit someone, this would be a murder.”

"Hai..."

"Xianhe! What happened?!"

Looking at Zhu Fu Jingguang who was running over in a hurry, Yun Xianhe let out a long sigh and slowly stood up.

"It's okay, Conan fell into the swimming pool due to low blood sugar. Fortunately, he was not injured."

"what happened to you?"

Zhu Fujingguang obviously noticed Yun Xianhe's slightly strange movements.

"Does your heart feel bad?"

"No, I just ran too fast and got scared. I'll be fine after I slow down."

The motor in this case doesn't work very well either.

Yun Xianhe complained about himself in his heart, then looked at Conan who seemed to want to continue the "accommodation game", and reached out and rubbed his head hard twice.

"Now, withdraw from this tour."

"Huh?! Why?!"

"What do you say?"

The two looked at each other, and Conan looked at the pale, expressionless man and immediately understood.

The little detective realized that he had frightened the other party and tried to explain at a loss:

"I'm sorry about what happened just now, Brother Xianhe, but as for Uncle Maori..."

"Just tell him that I have helped him find out who it is and that he can come to my place for barbecue tonight.

Really, there are too many unidentified tour groups, invitations, and notices here. Is this a horror escape game that has become reality? This is…"

"Huh? Wait."

Yun Xianhe looked at Conan who was about to say something, and directly picked him up and tucked him under his arm, then walked into the hotel:

"You're not going to tell me? It's okay, I'll tell you."

"Wait a minute!"

"You said you wanted to treat me to ice cream? Okay, I'll have a large portion."

"no,"

"And soda? Wow - Conan you're so good."

"..."

"Glutinous rice balls? Not bad, can I have two?"

"……Row."

The short-armed little detective tried to struggle.

But in the end, apart from treating them to a lot of snacks for no apparent reason, they did not change the other person's mind.

Night falls,

When the entire beach darkened, all the lights that Yun Xianhe had placed on the beach during the day lit up at the same time.

The warm lights complement the black sea surface sparkling in the moonlight.

From a distance, it looked like someone had dropped the entire starry sky onto the beach.

Xiaolan and Sonoko, who had just arrived here, exclaimed in surprise. The two girls held hands and said happily that they were going to find an angle to take a photo.

Over there, Matsuda and Hagiwara were trying hard to save the first fish from getting burned.

When they saw them come back, the two seemed quite happy.

"Xiao Guang! Come quickly!"

"If you don't come back, you won't have this fish for dinner."

Matsuda Jinpei's eyes hurt from the smoke and he frowned as he looked at the fish in his hand, not sure whether it was cooked or not.

That expression of deep bitterness and hatred was particularly eye-catching under the lampshade that had been set up in advance.

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at his two friends who were in a panic, and responded with a helpless look and rushed over to help.

"puff,"

Yun Xianhe tried hard not to laugh out loud, turned around and led Conan to the table:

"Come on, let's go play chess. Uncle Maori, there's some cold beer in the box over there."

"Really?! You're really good, Yun boy."

A group of people gathered on the beach talking and laughing.

Yun Xianhe got what he wanted and played a round of Go with everyone.

Then the scene turned into a bunch of people standing on the other side of the table giving advice to the players.

They really don't believe it! We must defeat this guy today!

In the end, the few people who figured out the rules but were always one step behind others fell into confusion and contemplation.

Zhu Fujingguang and a few people who knew how to cook returned to their original place to continue grilling skewers, while those who had nothing to do decisively took a handful of chess pieces and played the regular season on the other side of the long table.

It's so funny. This type of game is not playable at all by people with good brains and cheats.

"Please let me go, Brother Xianhe."

The defeated little detective slumped on the table and handed over the last snack in his pocket.

Yun Xianhe took the seaweed crisps from the other person's hand without hesitation and patted his head as if to comfort him:

"Come on, Conan. I believe one day you will become a Go master."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Thanks, didn't really want to.

“The skewers are ready!”

"Great!"

Looking at Yun Xianhe whose attention was distracted by dinner, Conan breathed a sigh of relief.

From a distance, he looked like he had lost all hope in life as he slumped over the table.

Xiaolan, who was carrying a rice ball, happened to see Conan who looked like he had lost his soul, and couldn't help laughing:

"Thank you for your hard work, Conan."

"Ahahaha, actually not really. Sister Xiaolan, let me help you."

Zhu Fujingguang's cooking skills were impeccable and everyone present enjoyed the meal very much.

This is even more obvious with the brave man who successfully asked Mr. Guang for a skewer of slightly spicy grilled squid!

Conan even felt that he saw small flowers popping up behind the other person.

"Mr. Kogoro Mori!"

Everyone who heard the sound looked up.

Maori Kogoro, with a red face on his cheeks, narrowed his eyes and tried hard to see who was coming:

"Hmm? Oh! Officer Yokomizo! Come over and have a drink with me!"

"No, thank you. Now is not the time to talk about this! Mr. Maori, there was a murder at the hotel. They said it was from the same travel agency as you."

"what?!"

Yun Xianhe, who was chewing squid, paused, slowly turned his head and glanced at Conan.

He can still trigger it even from such a far distance. He is truly a man of luck.

Watching Kogoro Mouri and Conan hurriedly following Officer Yokomizo away, as well as Ran and Sonoko chasing after them.

Yun Xianhe looked down at the grilled squid in his hand and curled his lips slightly.

He hasn’t finished eating it yet, it’s such a rare spicy taste!

"Ugh……"

"Is Xianhe going over there too?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at Yun Xianhe who stood up.

Before he could make any move, he was pushed back down by the other party.

"Mr. Hikaru, please eat here with Mr. Hagi and the others. As for me, I'll have twenty minutes and bring them back once I'm done."

Yun Xianhe patted his chest confidently.

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at the grilled squid in the other person's other hand and wanted to remind him.

Then he saw the man in front of him raised his hand and touched his chin, and asked him tentatively:

"If I solve the case quickly, can Mr. Guang reward me with a spicy skewer?"

"…How's the fish?"

"Okay! Wait, I'll be back in a moment!"

Yun Xianhe seemed full of motivation after hearing this, and he jumped away in two or three steps.

Zhu Fujing, who watched the other party leave, leaned back slightly on the back of the chair, sighed helplessly and smiled:

"Why do I feel like Xianhe wanted spicy grilled fish just now?"

Opposite him, Matsuda Jinpei took a sip of beer and said with a smile:

"That guy has been watching since the first spicy grilled fish was served."

"That's right, if Xiao Zhenping hadn't reminded me, I would have been caught by the other party."

Kenji Hagiwara gestured with chopsticks.

"Eating too much spicy food is bad for your throat."

At this point, Zhu Fu Jingguang told the two of them about how he made spicy food for Yun Xianhe, which resulted in Yun Xianhe's throat becoming swollen:

"At first I thought Xianhe was suffering from allergies, but later I realized that it was actually because his throat was too fragile."

"Is this true? Is it okay for Xiaoyun to eat that?"

"It's okay, I put very little of that in, but you still can't eat too much."

"Hey - Xiaoguang is so considerate and gentle, I feel like a classmate of mine. Don't you agree, Xiaozhenping?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was about to get up to prepare the grilled fish, paused and then smiled as if nothing had happened.

Before he could ask back, Jinpei Matsuda on the opposite side put the beer glass on the table.

With a crisp thud, the curly-haired Mazda raised his head slightly and smiled meaningfully:

"He really looks like that guy. He left for so long without saying goodbye. If I see him, I will definitely give him a good beating."

"You two are saying that I look a lot like your classmate?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang stood up and was still thinking about what went wrong with him. His hands hidden under the table curled up unconsciously.

"No, it's the temperament."

Kenji Hagiwara rested his chin on the table with one hand, and looked up at the other person like Jinpei Matsuda.

Zhu Fu Jingguang could hear the slightly rising tone in the other person's voice - a small habit that he still hadn't changed even after all these years.

Then he saw the two friends in front of him smiling.

The pair of young friends who had always been in perfect harmony said in unison, as if they were expressing their feelings:

"Same as Hiro."