Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"Old man, is the person you are talking about a white-haired boy? He wears glasses and doesn't look well."

"Yes! Hey? Little boy, do you know him? No, now is not the time to talk about this, officer, please be flexible."

"Where!"

"It's in my room on the second floor of the hotel."

Oops!

"Are there no other doctors on this island?!"

"The old doctor has retired, and now there is only Dr. Chengshi."

Seeing that Dr. Cheng Shi was about to be taken away, the inn owner hurried forward to discuss with Officer Megure, hoping that the other party would allow him to take Ma Cheng Shi back and treat Yun Xianhe first.

But Inspector Megure obviously had some concerns.

There were quite a lot of people involved in this case, and when the case was about to be taken away, someone suddenly ran out to stop them, which seemed a bit suspicious.

"Officer Megure! Let's take Dr. Chengji over there first! Even if someone really wants to save him, with so many people around, they will definitely not let him escape easily!"

"Yes, and it would be terrible if Yun-jun really got sick!"

Seeing that Conan and Xiaolan both said so, Inspector Megure thought about it and agreed:

"Okay, then you lead the way and we'll go there quickly."

A group of people ran to the hotel in a hurry.

Xiao Tiandao, who was monitoring in real time, watched Conan running very fast, and once again felt that it was definitely the right choice to set the "beautiful, strong and miserable" setting.

Look, after just two simple meetings, this son of destiny has already started to miss Mr. Yun.

The biggest son of luck has been dealt with. When the tasks are carried out in the future, the remaining sons of luck will definitely be easily dealt with!

When he thought about the huge amount of energy he would get in the future, Xiao Tiandao felt very happy, and even his voice became much softer:

[Mr. Yun, they are almost here.]

['Reversal of Fate Punishment' remaining time 00:03:39]

The person who had just come out of the sea of ​​consciousness took a small breath, glanced at the remaining time, shook his dizzy head and tried hard to get up.

You have to find a way to fool him.

Someone who hated lying in the hospital was thinking silently, and he raised his upper body and lay on the small table beside him.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The temperature that had previously subsided started to rise again without me noticing.

The boy glanced at the new "Low Fever" on the status bar and complained to Tiandao weakly:

"If I die, will your world line have to start over again?"

Click, click, click.

Xiao Tiandao, who was watching the show, turned his head stiffly, his voice a little weak:

[Mr. Yun, you are kidding, right...]

“Heh… cough cough!”

['Reversal of Fate Punishment' remaining time 00:01:39]

"I advise you to send me the importance and background stories of the remaining characters that may appear."

[this……]

"Okay, then I'll take a step back and just mark the importance and the degree of good and evil, how about that?"

[Can!]

Yun Xianhe, who had succeeded, secretly curled his lips at an angle where Xiao Tiandao couldn't see.

Because of the agreement between Tiandao and the Crossing Bureau, Tiandao cannot read the thoughts of the traversers as long as they don't want to, thus protecting the personal privacy of the taskers to a great extent.

Xiao Tiandao, unaware that he was being plotted against, was still diligently organizing the documents. There were too many of them and it would probably take a few days.

Looking at the penalty time on the task panel returning to zero, Yun Xianhe breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as I was about to raise my hand to take a sip of water, I remembered that I had just knocked over the cup not long ago.

"..."

If he had known that Conan and the others were so slow, he would not have knocked over the cup.

Now, the taste of rust in my mouth is so unpleasant.

The man who felt sore all over lay down again, thinking that if those people didn't come in three more minutes, he would get up and get some water.

"Yes, painkillers..."

"Idle Crane!"

boom!

snap,

The loud sound of the door opening scared Yun Xianhe so much that his fingertips trembled. The pills he had just taken out from the system mall fell on the table, bounced twice, and then rolled away.

Conan, who ran up first, held onto the door frame and gasped for breath.

When I saw the person lying on the table in the room, not knowing whether he was dead or alive, and the bloodstains that almost stained half of the bedding, I felt the blood in my body freeze.

"Idle Crane?"

"Is it here?"

The Maori group, who arrived a little later, were also shocked when they saw the scene in the house.

The man half lying on the table sighed slightly, fumbled to put on his glasses, and turned to look at the door:

"Excuse me, can someone give me a glass of water..."

The faint voice quickly awakened everyone.

After a flurry of activity, Yun Xianhe sat in a chair with a blanket and a cup of warm water in his hand, looking at Asai Chengshi holding a stethoscope, and forced a smile:

"Thank you for your hard work, doctor, but I'm fine now."

On the other side, Conan, who was helping Xiaolan carry the blood-stained towel to the bathroom, paused, turned around and looked at him with disapproval.

"Huh? Could it be that Brother Xianhe's cold has healed?"

The smile on his lips cracked for a moment.

Yun Xianhe turned around and looked at Conan who was pretending to be a good kid. He couldn't help muttering in his heart:

I didn’t expect this little guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes to be so bad.

Seeing Asai Chengshi frowning, Yun Xianhe quickly tried to make amends:

"It's just a slight fever, probably because it rained today. As for what happened just now, it was an accident, a sudden event. I've taken medicine, and I'll be fine after a while."

"Oh, so you caught a cold, Yun? No wonder you were wearing a mask. Why didn't you tell me?"

"Ha ha……"

Avoiding the innkeeper's slightly helpless gaze, Yun Xianhe scratched his cheek uncomfortably.

Can he say that he didn't ask for it because he knew the medicine was not working?

The slightly cool cooling patch fell on his forehead, and Yun Xianhe shivered involuntarily.

When I turned around, I saw Conan standing on tiptoe with his hands raised.

Thinking of the task he had just completed, Yun Xianhe felt a little better and subconsciously reached out to rub Conan's head:

"Good job, little detective."

Conan was slightly stunned, then he raised a confident smile.

"Thank you."

"Yunjun, are you really okay? Why don't you come back with us to the hospital for a checkup?"

"Don't go."

A straightforward refusal.

Feeling the rheumatic pain in his body, Yun Xianhe pretended to be calm and said:

"It won't help even if we go to the hospital. I'm sorry to trouble you all, boss. I will compensate you."

"Well, what's the point of talking about compensation? As long as you're okay, that's all that matters."

"Brother Xianhe, don't you like hospitals?"

The boy's beautiful heterochromatic eyes half-closed as he quietly looked at the water cup in his hand:

"do not like."

The oppressive atmosphere, the unpleasant smell, the weeping of the family members, the moans of the dead...

That absurd, pathetic, fake and cold pure white space is filled with death at all times.

He buried his friend.

Seeing that Yun Xianhe was so resistant to the hospital, no one said anything more.

After all, if the other person is really seriously ill, he or she will definitely not like it, and may even subconsciously avoid or reject it.

Asai Chengmi looked at Yun Xianhe who refused to communicate, then looked at the group of people standing nearby, and finally looked at Officer Megure:

"Officer, I recommend that the patient go to the hospital for a comprehensive examination."

"Don't go."

Doctor Cheng Shi was silent for a moment, then continued:

"Or else, let's go back to the nearest city so that we can get timely medical treatment if there are any more emergencies."

After all, he definitely couldn't stay here. If Yun Xianhe fell ill again in the middle of the night, then there would really be no doctor on this island.

"Brother Xianhe, come back with us."

"I don't,"

"Hey, Sister Xiaolan, are we going back today?"

"Well, Dad, we..."

His words of refusal were interrupted, and Yun Xianhe turned his head to look at the trio who were whispering not far away, his eyes dimmed.

There is no script...

It’s not like I haven’t taken on this type of time-travel mission before, but it might be because the originally sealed memories have returned.

People who are usually emotionally stable may easily lose their temper for no apparent reason.

Just like now.

After all, he didn't have any real feelings for these people.

If it were those old friends, they would have surrendered obediently as long as they had glanced at him.

'Hey, can't I quit now? Then you can pause time and pull another time traveler over.'

Xiao Tiandao, whose power was just enough to maintain the normal development of this world, was silent for a while.

Do you want to listen to what you are saying.