Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

the other side,

Yun Xianhe, who had a feeling that they had something to talk about but had no idea that the situation was about to turn into an 'interrogation', was still walking slowly towards the hotel.

Conan, Maori Kogoro and others arrived at the scene earlier than him and confirmed that the dead person was Jiang Yuan.

Suggest going to the other party's room to look for evidence first.

Seeing Conan and the others enter the hotel from afar, Yun Xianhe did not rush to chase them and simply stayed downstairs.

He held the remaining squid in his mouth and stood outside the cordon, surveying the entire scene.

And the few tour group members who were among the crowd.

Falling from the building, what is the cause of love, hate or vengeance this time?

If I wasn't mistaken at noon, then the criminal should be that person.

However, evidence still needs to be found.

By the way, the wind is really strong tonight.

If the wind speed was the same when the victim fell from the building, the location of the first scene could be easily calculated.

After stuffing the last piece of squid into his mouth, Yun Xianhe found a trash can nearby to dispose of the skewer.

I looked at the situation on the beach from a distance.

Looking at the three figures chasing each other, someone who deduced that they should have a good relationship nodded with satisfaction.

Then he found an empty seat nearby and sat down, ready to wait for Conan and the others to come downstairs.

Feeling the wind tearing at the corners of my clothes,

Yun Xianhe looked up at the starless night sky and muttered helplessly:

"This wind... it's obvious that it was caused by a ghost."

The sound of the wind suddenly became rapid.

Yun Xianhe, whose bangs were all messed up, adjusted his glasses with a look of confusion:

"Why are you still angry? Last time the sun got angry it used the wind to blow at me, are you coming too?"

The friend far away seemed to really hear what he said.

Feeling the wind gradually dying down, Yun Xianhe lowered his head and chuckled.

He half-leaned back in his chair, took out his cell phone and searched the music list.

"Found it. 'Prayer of the Evening Breeze'."

The melodious piano music complements the natural wind sound, and combined with the sound of waves hitting the beach in the distance, it seems to be able to cleanse the soul.

The boy tapped his fingers on his abdomen to the beat and hummed the words they had composed at the time.

……

"Let the evening breeze bring songs and flowers,

"You must meet me in your dreams."

……

"On the day of separation, please listen to the evening breeze."

"That's what I told you."

……

"How can I remain your best friend forever in this world where I could leave at any time?"

……

A shooting star streaked across the sky.

The hero's frozen heterochromatic eyes lit up slightly, and his half-open lips pursed and then slightly raised.

The low voice of the lyrics, in harmony with the evening breeze:

"This song is only for you..."

"Let the evening breeze bear witness to our vows, and let shooting stars draw our wishes for each other"..."

"My friend who promised to never break his promise, did you hear my blessing in the evening breeze?"

……

[“I heard it! I heard Ayun said that he wanted to fly a kite tomorrow!”]

[“Hahaha! Ahem, yeah, Sun is right. I also heard Uncle Shitou say he wants to have a barbecue tomorrow.”]

[“Ah? Well, well! The master also said so! The master said he wants to drink ice-cold beer, cough! Ice-cold soda!”]

[“Hmm? I heard from Cotton that if there are a few new books, you can consider it.”]

[“Oh, right, right! The ghost also said that we need a place with beautiful scenery and not too much sun, otherwise he will get tanned, cough! He will faint.”]

【"ha?"】

The magician who had just put down his baton obviously did not follow the rapid changes in the people's thinking this time.

The feather pen that was recording the lyrics faithfully wrote down everything everyone had just said.

The ghost took the sheet music,

When he saw the kites, barbecue, iced drinks and other things following behind, the corner of his mouth twitched:

[“You guys, I won’t get sunburned.”]

[“Hahaha! That’s not the point!”]

Everyone sitting around the campfire was laughing so hard that they were falling down.

The ghost, satisfied with the lyrics, shrugged and directed the instruments to repeat the song:

[“It just occurred to me that a new chord could be added here!”]

"Idle Crane?"

"Hmm? Xiaolan, are you guys coming down?"

Seeing Yun Xianhe coming to his senses, Xiaolan raised her hand and pointed at Maori Kogoro who was looking at the corpse on the other side:

"Dad and the others are watching the scene. Sonoko went back to her room to get some clothes and said she'll be down in a while."

"That's it."

"Did you write this song yourself, Xianhe?"

The phone was still playing pure music.

Yun Xianhe closed the phone, stood up and put the phone in his pocket:

"No, this was written by a friend of mine, a musician."

"Hey--"

“But none of his songs have been released.”

Seeing that Xiaolan seemed to want to ask her name, Yun Xianhe smiled and shrugged.

Xiaolan, who had never heard Yun Xianhe mention his friend, blinked.

She was about to ask something when the other party waved his hand at her:

"Xiaolan, after Sonoko comes down, you don't need to come to the crime scene. Go to the beach and play with Mr. Guang and the others."

"but…"

"It's okay, we'll be back soon. If you watch these scenes too many times, you'll have nightmares at night."

After saying that, Yun Xianhe didn't care whether Xiaolan heard it or not, and hurried over to rescue Conan who was caught by Kogoro.

"You're messing around again!"

"Conan - didn't I tell you last time that even if you want to learn from Uncle Kogoro to solve cases, you can't disturb him."

"Hmm? Learn how to solve cases from me?"

Hearing what Yun Xianhe said, Maori Kogoro looked at Conan in his hands with half-moon eyes.

The latter laughed twice:

"Because, because when I grow up I want to be a famous detective like Uncle Mori."

"Oh - hehe, if you say so, then you should just watch carefully from the side."

Conan, who was put down and escaped, smiled obediently and ran to stand next to Yun Xianhe naturally.

Yun Xianhe reached out and rubbed the little detective's head, then looked at Uncle Maori and Officer Yokomizo who were still examining the body, and asked in a low voice:

"Any clues?"

"He was murdered. The deceased's room is a secret room."

"Oh - the secret room. His room is right above the body?"

"Ah."

Yun Xianhe, who got the answer, patted Conan:

"When objects fall, they are affected by the wind."

Just then a gust of wind blew up the little detective's hair.

Conan was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Yun Xianhe in disbelief:

"So, that's not the first crime scene?!"

"You can probably tell by asking the people here when the wind starts blowing."

There is an empty space under the palm.

Yun Xianhe looked at the little detective who ran to find the waiter, then turned to look at Maori Kogoro who was about to classify this incident as an accident:

“He was murdered.”

"What? Yun boy, why do you say that?"

"His tie and belt are tied backwards."

The man who had just found time to glance at the corpse pointed.

Officer Yokomizo quickly squatted down to check and found the problem as expected.

“It’s really the other way around!”

"In that case, the murderer, the Dark Night Duke himself, is still among us."

Kogoro Mouri turned his head and looked sharply at the members of the tour group standing at the front of the crowd.

Everyone who heard this was surprised.

Yun Xianhe noticed that the reactions of two of them were particularly strange.

One is the murderer, and the other... probably knows who the murderer is?

I suddenly thought of the case a few days ago where someone became an accomplice because of love.

Yun Xianhe took a deep breath, hoping that nothing would go wrong when he went upstairs to look for exact clues.

When Officer Yokomizo was about to take a few people to the hotel to ask for proof of alibi,

On the other side, Conan, who was asking what time the wind would start, also rushed back.

The two men successfully followed Kogoro Mouri into the interrogation room, one using the excuse of studying and the other using the excuse of collecting material for a novel.

But it seems that it was because Yun Xianhe took Conan and the others to the beach to play.

Almost no one in the tour group had any clear alibis.

Or maybe there is, but it is not said.

Yun Xianhe listened to the words of Sayama Akiko, the last person to be interrogated.

The hand that was rubbing Conan's head paused until the other party told him the plot of the movie he had watched, "A bomb was installed in a skyscraper."

Why does this scene sound so familiar...

"No, no, this kind of statement cannot be used as testimony at all."

That’s true, who knows if the other party has seen this movie before.

What's more, the other party himself said that he watched it on a video tape.

Looking at Sayama Akiko, who lowered her head in disappointment with her hands tightly clasped together, Yun Xianhe tilted his head slightly.

He thought the other party would have a perfect alibi.

Is this the result?

Although I don't know what kind of grudge there is between the other party and the deceased, but...

The other party could not find a suitable reason for Conan being pushed down the stairs.