Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

The weather in the mountains changes suddenly. The sunny weather just now was covered by clouds in an instant.

Seeing that it was snowing, the few of them had no choice but to go back home.

However, the brave man who had played for a whole day was very satisfied.

Although I felt my hands and feet were so cold that I couldn't move and was forced to run out to buy a hot drink to survive,

But fortunately, after being caught by Mr. Guang, he was not lectured.

Conan and the others were obviously having a lot of fun.

Xiaolan also said that she saw Akiko Kinoshita and Yoko Asanuma while skiing, but she didn't see them again afterwards.

Yun Xianhe, who had already imagined a scene of a corpse being dumped in the snow, smiled without saying anything and reached out to rub Conan's hair twice.

However, because his palms were too cold, the young detective was obviously a little resistant.

At the entrance of the hotel, they also met Yoko Asanuma who came back alone.

"Ms. Yoko, you came back alone."

"Hai, Mingzi said she wanted to slide a little more."

"Ahahahaha, Miss Akiko is really full of energy."

Maori Kogoro greeted him warmly. The latter took off his snow boots while sitting in front of the entrance and mentioned casually:

"No... Actually, that was all her pretending. In fact, Akiko's physical condition has never been very good. See you later."

Yun Xianhe tilted his head slightly as he watched him walk away, and then he suddenly realized.

The poor health was used as a prelude to disguise the other party's death as suicide.

It seems like...

Since she was the only one who came back, could that person have been killed?

They went back to their rooms in silence, changed their clothes and came to the restaurant.

Xiaolan is obviously still a little worried:

"Ms. Mingzi is not feeling well. I don't know what's wrong with her."

"It's really worrying... But we have one here too."

Having said this, Maori Kogoro glanced at Yun Xianhe, who was sitting opposite him with a pale face.

The latter rubbed Conan's head twice out of boredom, obviously not realizing that the words were directed at him.

"Brother Xianhe, has your body temperature been a little strange these days?"

Conan frowned and took Yun Xianhe's hand off his head.

Zhu Fu Jingguang on the side stuffed the hot water bottle he had just brought into the other person's hand.

Feeling sleepy again, Yun Xianhe rolled the oranges on the table with one hand, yawned and said:

"Maybe it's because it's winter? Didn't you say before that I'm afraid of the cold?"

Although he was actually not afraid of the cold at all.

Is he really going to hibernate?

Conan frowned, feeling that the other party was not like this last time it snowed, and said suspiciously:

"Could it be that you're getting worse, huh!"

"Children, please don't talk nonsense."

Yun Xianhe quickly stuffed a slice of orange into Conan's mouth, interrupting the Grim Reaper's spell.

The little detective's face twisted after eating the sour orange, but he finally swallowed it.

Xiaolan, who was standing by, felt like she had heard something and seemed a little worried:

"Deterioration? Could it be that Xianhe, your body..."

"Conan is just guessing. Have you ever seen a patient as active as me?"

Hearing this, everyone around looked at Yun Xianhe, who had a pale face.

Xiaolan smiled awkwardly, feeling that this question was difficult to answer.

After all, she had never seen him before Yun Xianhe appeared.

"I'm back. Is Yoko back?"

Akiko Kinoshita, who suddenly appeared at the door, perfectly changed the topic for Xiaolan.

"Well, she just arrived."

"Cough, cough, cough, cough!"

Akiko Kinoshita nodded to a few people, coughed softly and left.

Yun Xianhe looked at the person who was about to leave and whispered:

“You can still see the difference.”

"Ok?"

Conan noticed what the other party said and asked hesitantly:

"Brother Xianhe, are you talking about Miss Mingzi and Miss Yoko?"

"Well, even though he's a stuntman, there are no two people in this world who are exactly alike. In other words..."

Yun Xianhe, who felt that the other party might have been killed, sighed slightly and patted the little detective on the shoulder:

"That Miss Mingzi may no longer be here."

"What do you mean... Wasn't that Miss Akiko who just passed by?!"

"Huh? What are you two talking about?"

"Hey? You must be kidding, right?"

Conan's suddenly raised voice attracted the attention of everyone present.

Yun Xianhe, who was being watched, had his eyes drooped and looked like he could fall asleep at any time.

The boy's pale lips curled up slightly, his tone lazy and relaxed:

"Why don't we go and see her, as a sign of comfort to a friend? Everyone is worried about Ms. Akiko's health, aren't they?"

Hearing this, Conan and the others looked at each other, then stood up and walked out to the corridor.

Yun Xianhe finally stood up and felt that he could not open his eyelids. He frowned and took a deep breath, trying to wake himself up.

However, just by looking up, I felt that the whole world was shaking.

Something is wrong... Why is he so sleepy?

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who had just gone out, turned back and saw Yun Xianhe standing motionless, leaning against the table.

"Idle Crane?"

He quickly stepped forward and held the other person's hand.

Even through the clothes, you can still feel the slight coolness on the other person's body.

It's like an ice cube that is continuously emitting cold air.

"What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, I'm just a little sleepy..."

"Where's Miss Akiko?"

"I have no idea!"

On the other side, Kogoro Mori and others obviously also discovered that something was wrong.

Hearing the quarrel, Yun Xianhe bit his tongue, forced himself to be more sober, and then pulled Zhu Fujingguang out.

After the truth was revealed, Yoko Asanuma seemed a little crazy.

She didn't understand why her perfect plan failed.

How can they tell the difference between themselves and that person when they are clearly dressed like that?

Yun Xianhe, who had just walked over, supported himself on the wall of the corridor with one hand, lowered his eyes and began to think about when was the last time he saw those two people at the ski resort today.

"In the woods."

"what?"

"You hid her in the woods, am I right, Miss Yoko?"

Asanuma Yoko, who was still trying to shirk responsibility, made a suspicious move.

Conan noticed this and gritted his teeth, a little angry:

"Why do you want to hurt people?"

"Huh, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Let's go Conan, maybe we can still make it in time."

Several people hurriedly put on their clothes and ran out.

In order to prevent Yoko Asanuma from doing anything, they tied her up in advance and asked Xiaolan, the inn owner and his wife to stay and watch over her.

The woods were dark at night and it was snowing.

The four of them searched separately for half an hour, but still found nothing.

Yun Xianhe calculated the time from the time he was killed to the present, and concluded that the other party's greatest chance of survival was close to zero.

"Found it! Miss Akiko!"

Kogoro Mori shouted from a distance, and several people hurried over following the sound.

After digging the man out, Kogoro Mouri felt the man's pulse and stiffness, and finally shook his head.

"There's no hope. She's dead."

After all, I was a step slow.

Yun Xianhe sighed slightly, and the white mist he exhaled blurred his glasses, making his vision a little shaky.

[The system detects that your body temperature is continuing to drop. Low temperature warning, please warm up as soon as possible. ]

Watching the display of 'Hypothermia is developing' on the body status bar, Yun Xianhe felt his temples throbbing.

He was in a hurry to come out just now. Compared with the full armor in the morning, he was only wearing a base shirt, a sweater and a down jacket at this moment.

And because of running just now, the innermost clothes were wet with sweat.

At this moment, it felt like an iron plate sticking to him in winter.

Yun Xianhe felt his body becoming increasingly mechanical, so he reached out and held onto a large tree beside him.

He quietly took out a heating pad from the system backpack and put it on his sweater, but this did not help him warm up quickly.

Zhu Fujingguang, who was looking at the corpse, remembered that Yun Xianhe looked a little strange.

He subconsciously turned around to look for the person, just in time to see the other person's body swaying and falling backwards into the snow.

"Xianhe?! What's wrong with you?!"

"Boy Yun?"

"Brother Xianhe?!"

Yun Xianhe, who was helped up, took a deep breath, thought for a moment, and then whispered:

"Mr. Guang, throw me into the hot spring."

"what?!"

“Hurry up…”

It is necessary to restore body temperature quickly before symptoms occur.

Conan took off his gloves and held Yun Xianhe's wrist. The cold touch made him shiver unconsciously, and then he suddenly remembered:

"Hypothermia?!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang hurriedly carried Yun Xianhe on his back and ran towards the hotel.

Conan led the way with a flashlight, while Kogoro Mouri helped from behind and even took off his coat and covered Yun Xianhe with it.

"Kid, wake up! We're almost there!"

Yun Xianhe, who felt like his hands and feet were not his own, half-closed his eyes and responded softly.

[Ding, the body temperature is rising]

Xiaolan, who was waiting at the door of the hotel, suddenly heard her father's voice and hurriedly opened the door.

"How's it going? Dad, have you found Miss Mingzi?"

"Get out of the way!"

"Hey?! What happened, Xianhe?!"

The three people passed Xiaolan and sent Yun Xianhe to the hot spring.

They worked together to strip off the other person's coat and other thick clothes, and helped him sit down near the rocks by the pool.

"Boss! Please prepare some hot tea! Conan, go get some dry new clothes. Mr. Maori!"

"I know!"

There was a period of chaos and disorder.

Yun Xianhe, who had finally woken up, sat in front of the warm table, covered with a thick quilt and holding two hot water bottles in his arms.

"Thank you for your hard work."

"I'm glad you're okay..."

Exhausted, Kogoro Mouri sat half leaning against the wall, and Conan next to him was not much better.

Zhu Fu Jingguang handed the hot water bag to Yun Xianhe and placed hot tea in front of him.

"Thank you, Mr. Guang."

"Are you sure you don't feel uncomfortable?"

"No, the water was just a little hot."

Seeing that he was still in the mood to joke, the few people finally felt relieved.

Yun Xianhe smiled at the three people with a slightly apologetic look, then turned to look at the other people who had come in from outside the door at some point in time.

"Where's Ms. Asanuma?"

"Ah, we locked him in the room."

"Call the police. We have just found Miss Mingzi's body."