Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

We welcome our victims and suspects to the stage——

Yun Xianhe, who was walking at the end, looked at Maori Kogoro and others who were standing at the entrance and chatting with the two women, and naturally said these words in his heart.

If nothing unexpected happens, the cases that occur in the next few days will most likely revolve around these two people.

Or what other characters will appear in the second half of the night?

“…You did such a great job in that last scene where you jumped into the lake! You just jumped straight into the lake!”

"Actually it wasn't me who jumped into the lake. It was Yoko who did it."

"Hello, I'm a stuntman."

Stand-in, stand-in...

"Yoko is my personal stand-in. In other words, she is like my shadow."

Akiko Kinoshita said this very naturally.

Kogoro was still chatting with the two of them.

Yun Xianhe saw that Asanuma Yoko's fingers hanging by her side twitched nervously, as if she was enduring something.

The shadow with self-awareness, unwilling to not be able to enjoy a bright life, decides to replace the other person?

It's a bit like those people who claim to be the heroes.

As he was thinking, Yun Xianhe yawned unconsciously. He always felt that there was something wrong with his sleepiness.

"Idle Crane?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang who was standing by reached out and supported the man who was shaking a little. The slightly cold feeling in his hand made him frown slightly.

I'm wearing such warm clothes and the room is well heated, so why is it still so cold?

Yun Xianhe blinked when he heard the sound, and his eyelashes were slightly stained with water.

Zhu Fujing could only see that the other person's heterochromatic pupils were covered with a layer of mist and were a little out of focus.

Yun Xianhe tried hard to drive away the sleepiness, but chose to give up after struggling.

He took out his cell phone from his pocket and checked the time as if nothing had happened, then muttered:

"It's time to go to bed..."

"Are you sleepy? Then Xianhe, go and rest first. I will explain to Mr. Maori."

"it is good--"

The man who was too sleepy to open his eyes replied in a long and slow voice.

Seeing that Yun Xianhe looked like he would fall asleep while standing in the next second, Zhu Fu Jingguang hurriedly helped him back to the room.

Only after making sure that the other person was asleep did he go out to the next room to look for Maori and others.

"Huh? Why are you the only one here, Midorikawa? Where's Kumo?"

Kogoro Mouri, who had returned earlier, got two cans of beer from somewhere and was even a little drunk and sleepy.

When asked, Zhu Fu Jingguang answered naturally:

"Xianhe is a little sleepy and has already fallen asleep."

"What? Is that kid not feeling well again?"

Kogoro Mouri complained with his half-moon eyes and then lay down on the table.

Conan, who was peeling an orange, paused and looked up at Morobushi Kagemitsu.

The latter shook his head slightly at him and continued to explain:

"Maybe we played too much during the day."

"Is that so?"

Xiaolan was obviously still a little worried.

After all, he was so energetic just now, but it seems like he suddenly feels sleepy or something.

"Don't worry, I'll be on the lookout tonight."

"Then let's rest early."

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When Yun Xianhe woke up the next day, he was barely back to full health.

The brave man standing at the foot of the mountain looked at the peak in the distance and the increasing number of skiers on the field, and waved his hand forward:

"Good weather! Let's go!"

Seeing how energetic he was, the others felt a lot more relieved.

Conan, who was walking at the end, looked at the person in front of him who was wrapped up so tightly that nothing could be seen, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

This appearance was even more exaggerated than the ones they saw before going out this morning, Akiko Kinoshita and Yoko Asanuma.

If he remembered correctly.

Did he see the other person wearing two sweaters at breakfast this morning?

Are you so afraid of the cold?

However, when Conan thought that Yun Xianhe might have some toxin in his body that could be triggered by the cold, he suddenly felt that it was not an exaggeration at all.

I even began to wonder if Yun Xianhe's early sleep last night was due to a relapse of illness.

He said that this guy was not wearing enough when playing yesterday!

Yun Xianhe frowned as his nose suddenly felt itchy.

I don't know why, but it seems like someone is talking about him behind his back?

When I turned around, I saw Conan holding his snowboard and looking down in deep thought.

Could it be that something happened last night that he didn't know about? Or was there something strange going on?

If that was the case, shouldn't Conan have told him this morning?

Thinking of this, Yun Xianhe turned his head and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang beside him:

"Mr. Guang, did you have fun last night?"

"Hmm? After you fell asleep last night, Xianhe, I told them the reason and everyone went to rest."

"That's it."

In other words, nothing happened?

Why does Conan have such a gloomy face?

So the brave man wearing thick gloves extended his evil hand to the little detective who seemed to have a deep hatred.

Conan felt like a bear was hitting him on the head with its paw:? ?

"Come out and have fun, why are you looking so sad? Haven't you finished your homework yet?"

"..."

You know what, he really hasn’t finished writing it.

Conan realized that his thoughts had been led astray and quickly shook his head, throwing away the homework in his mind, and complained with his half-moon eyes:

"I'm worried about you."

"Hmm? Don't worry, I'm good at skiing."

"I'm worried about your health! What happened to you last night? Why did you suddenly feel sleepy?"

Yun Xianhe's mouth twitched as he inexplicably remembered that Conan had said that he was poisoned.

"It's just that I'm full and the room is warm, so I feel sleepy."

"Is that so?"

The little detective looked at Yun Xianhe with half-moon eyes, disbelief clearly written on his face.

"Of course, if anything happened to me last night, do you think Mr. Guang would allow me to come out and play today?"

Conan felt that what he said made sense, so he nodded reluctantly, and assumed that he believed Yun Xianhe's words.

The brave man was obviously excited to ski for the first time since coming into this world.

After reaching the top of the mountain, the person who put on the snowboard shouted and rushed out first without waiting for the others to react.

"I'm going down first!"

"?!"x4

It's like the beginning of a violent storm.

The brave man in bulky clothes swam flexibly across the ski resort like a fish, and finally stopped at the bottom of the ski resort with a beautiful swing of his tail.

"Okay, great."

Xiaolan exclaimed, and the others beside her nodded mechanically in agreement.

"I didn't expect Yun to be so good at skiing."

Maori Kogoro sighed, and then said with high morale;

"I, a famous detective, won't lose to him!"

Seeing the other party sliding down crookedly, Conan's mouth twitched, and he chose to go with Xiaolan and Morobushi Kagemitsu.

Yun Xianhe, who was standing at the bottom, squinted his eyes and watched Maori Kogoro sliding down recklessly.

Yun, who estimated that the other party might eventually hit a tree, twitched his mouth and decided to go forward to rescue him.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Whoa! It's dangerous! Get out of the way!"

Seeing that Maori Kogoro was about to hit the tree,

Yun Xianhe, who was on the small slope, seized the opportunity, accelerated down from the side, grabbed the other person's waist, and forcibly lifted him up.

Kogoro Maori suddenly flew into the air:? ?

He stared blankly at the big tree that passed by him, and only came to his senses after Yun Xianhe put him down and put his feet on the snow.

After putting the person down, Yun Xianhe considerately helped him straighten his slightly crooked hat.

"Uncle Maori should be careful. It hurts if you hit a tree."

"Ah good."

The famous detective was rescued, but he had no idea how he was rescued and his mind was a little confused.

Conan and the others who had just slid down not far from here naturally saw what happened just now.

In an instant, the joy of skiing was swept away by this shocking scene.

Although handsome, but...

I don’t know why, but for a moment just now, the three of them were thinking that a bear had kidnapped Kogoro Mouri.

"Brother Xianhe is really flexible."

"Even though I'm wearing so much..."

As for Zhu Fu Jingguang who had just slid down, he criticized and educated Yun Xianhe with a smile.

"It's very dangerous. What if you all fall down?"

"Hahaha, I definitely won't do that next time."

The brave man who once dared to slide down the snow-capped mountains and cross the glacier cracks on a piece of tree bark turned away his eyes guiltily.

While Zhu Fujing was not paying attention, Yun Xianhe quickly said:

"I'm going to play around again!"

Then he got on the cable car with his skis and had a great time on the more advanced track.

By the time Zhu Fu Jingguang found the person, he was sitting in a store at the foot of the mountain drinking hot tea.

The brave man took off his windshield mask, revealing his special white hair, as if he wanted to blend into this world of ice and snow.

The other person lowered his brows and sipped his tea. The rising mist blocked his glasses and blurred the expression in his eyes.

Combined with the sunlight falling from the nearby treetops, the face inexplicably seemed compassionate.

There it comes again, that strange feeling.

Zhu Fu Jingguang's words to call for help were cut short between his lips and teeth.

He stood there looking at Yun Xianhe, unable to understand.

This is a lively person who is always so close to me.

Why does he always feel that the other person does not belong to this world?

Yun Xianhe noticed the gaze and looked up. When he saw Zhu Fu Jingguang, a smile appeared on his expressionless face.

So at this moment, the biting wind was tainted with the other's gentleness, blowing the icicles on the cedar branches to play the music of winter.

Zhu Fujingguang saw the person who was wandering outside the world return to the fireworks, and heard the other party ask with a smile:

"I found that the hot drinks in this store are very good. Would you like to try some, Mr. Guang?"