Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

unambiguous evidence.

When she saw Akiko's body being carried back by the police, Asanuma Yoko no longer shirked responsibility as she had done before.

However, when she stated the reason for the murder, everyone present frowned for a moment.

There is no grudge, just jealousy.

Before being taken away, Asanuma Yoko looked at Yun Xianhe one more time, and it was unclear whether she was unwilling or for some other reason.

The matter was over and it was already early morning.

Yun Xianhe, who had been so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes, yawned deeply after the show ended and slowly lay down on the table.

The pile of hot water bottles in his arms made him feel like a frozen persimmon that was being thawed, and his whole body was limp.

"Let's go skiing together after we wake up."

The hero muttered quietly.

Hearing this, Morobushi Keimitsu and Conan turned around and saw the other sleeping with his head on the table.

As the two people who know Yun Xianhe's body best (?), at this moment they all thought tacitly:

Wait until daybreak and go back.

It would be best if we could find an opportunity to secretly transport the person to the hospital for examination.

So when Yun Xianhe opened his eyes and found himself in the car, he was completely confused.

I don’t know what the mentality of these people was. They actually stuffed him and the quilt into the back seat.

Yun Xianhe narrowed his eyes and tilted his head slightly to look around.

Except for Zhufu Jingguang who was driving, everyone else had fallen asleep.

Uncle Maori and Conan were huddled next to him, and his snoring could be clearly heard.

The air conditioning in the car was on quite high, and it was so warm that one would have mistaken it for summer.

The brave man who was rolled up in the quilt freed one hand, picked up the glasses hanging on the back of the front seat and put them on.

A hot water bottle stuffed in the quilt fell out.

A "click" sound attracted the attention of Zhu Fu Jingguang who was driving.

The other driver tightened his grip and turned around as if nothing had happened.

"Awake? Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Yun Xianhe yawned loudly.

He tilted his head to look at the scenery receding outside the car window, and complained helplessly with empty eyes:

"Even if you don't want me to continue playing there, you shouldn't kidnap me before I wake up..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled and did not reply.

After all, instead of facing the disappointed expressions of the children, a few complaints are no big deal.

"Mr. Guang, was that the way to the hospital just now?"

"how could be."

Looking at the scene of people retreating on the street, Yun Xianhe laughed dryly twice.

If he had woken up a little later, he might have been in the hospital?

"Hmm? Brother Xianhe, are you awake?"

Conan, who vaguely felt that he heard a voice, opened his eyes in confusion, just in time to see Yun Xianhe trying to free his other hand from the quilt.

"Will it be cold if you tear off the quilt?"

"Fortunately, it was an accident last night. It was so cold in the snow and I didn't wear much clothes, so this happened."

"is it?"

The young detective Ban Yue, who had become a little more sober, looked at him and obviously didn't believe him.

Yun Xianhe shrugged but didn't explain much.

If this invalid could share, he wouldn't mind letting Conan experience it for a day.

But the little detective's enthusiasm for running around and saving people...

Forget it, he was afraid that the other person would die suddenly in the afternoon after wearing it.

Conan, who was standing by, exchanged glances with Morobushi Keimitsu in the rearview mirror.

After confirming that the hospital examination plan had failed, the young detective sighed with a hint of melancholy.

He was thinking about how to help the other party eliminate the psychological trauma he had towards the hospital.

But judging from Yun Xianhe's performance, the matter was far from being as trivial as the other party had initially said.

"Brother Xianhe, is there anything you want to do these days?"

“I originally wanted to play there for a week.”

"..."

Hey, no matter how much you enjoy playing in the snow, it’s not a good idea to play for so long.

Conan looked at Yun Xianhe with his crescent eyes.

Sensing the other party's resentment about being kidnapped early, Conan decisively changed the subject.

"Uncle Maori received a commission call this morning. Brother Xianhe, do you want to go with us to take a look?"

"Commission? What kind of commission?"

"The other party didn't say, but I heard that the client is also an entrepreneur, and seems to be similar to the Suzuki family. Brother Xianhe, do you have any impression?"

“It’s a business leader.”

Yun Xianhe began to recall the information he had looked up in order to make Floating Cloud, and roughly guessed which company it was.

But if something happens to a big family...

Property dispute? Inheritance? Or some hidden grudge? Illegitimate child?

It doesn't seem to make any sense.

And if he goes, in order to make up for the world setting, then that entrepreneur must know Fuyun Group.

trouble……

"Don't go."

Conan was stunned for a moment as it was the first time he was rejected so decisively, and then he made a guess.

Could it be that there is some conflict between the other party and Fuyun Group?

Hmm... not necessarily, maybe I just simply feel unfamiliar?

He remembered that Yun Xianhe was not very interested in the afternoon tea at Moriya Dier's family last time.

As he was thinking, Conan looked at Yun Xianhe who was not interested, but did not force him.

It should be said that when he heard the other party say that he wanted to have a good rest at home, he was even a little bit happy about it.

Yun Xianhe, who had just woken up and began to feel sleepy again, frowned in annoyance.

I feel sleepy when it’s cold, I feel sleepy when it’s warm, and I feel sleepy even when I’m full.

He’s not running away. He’s just going to hibernate, right?

Yun Xianhe, who had come to terms with it, simply started to give up.

Isn't it just sleeping?

The total punishment is seven days, and two days have passed now.

Sleep! Sleep till the end of time!

Ever since returning home that day, the hero seemed to have gone into standby mode.

Zhu Fu Jingguang was worried when he saw the person who could fall asleep at any time and anywhere, but he couldn't take him to the hospital.

The family doctor I called in said that it might be because my body was overexerting itself, so I felt tired easily.

The worried mother Jingguang took out the dietary menu from the cookbook that Yun Xianhe had given her before, and cooked different dishes every day.

You know what, Yun Xianhe really gained a pound by feeding him like this.

Zhu Fu Jingguang felt a great sense of accomplishment about this.

But that’s a story for another day.

And this sudden winter also disappeared when the damn "Ice Skin and Jade Bones" was left with only two days.

Yun Xianhe, who was unable to leave the house, sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window wrapped in a blanket, sighing as he watched the continuous rain outside.

He felt like the moss in the corner, almost moldy.

drip-

Yun Xianhe yawned.

When he saw the text message from Hattori Heiji on his phone, he seemed a little more energetic.

"Let's go to Osaka..."

He has never been to Osaka since coming to this world, so he doesn't know what interesting sights there are.

Speaking of which, did Conan and his team meet Hattori Heiji at the scene of the commission they accepted a few days ago?

It is said that two people died at once.

The entanglement behind the whole case can be traced back to a long time ago.

It can be described as a big fight mixed with sadomasochism, gratitude for saving a life, and revenge for killing one's father and mother.

And the murderer was very determined to die.

If the head of the family had not appeared at that time, the other party might have decided to die together with everyone else.

The young detective who nearly killed the other person seemed to be deeply shocked? I wonder if he figured out something.

As I was thinking, I felt sleepy.

Yun Xianhe obediently lay down on the carpet.

He grabbed another blanket from the sofa and covered himself with it.

Zhu Fujingguang, who had just returned from buying vegetables, sighed helplessly when he saw the ball curled up on the carpet.

These days he has gotten used to Yun Xianhe falling asleep in various places.

In order to prevent the other party from catching a cold, he even prepared something to cover himself with when sleeping in various places.

After a while, Yun Xianhe woke up and looked at the ceiling above his head in a daze.

There was a faint aroma of food wafting in the air, and the sound of cutting vegetables could be vaguely heard.

"Mr. Guang?"

"Are you awake? Are you hungry, Xianhe?"

"Fortunately."

The man who got up from the carpet rubbed the hair on the back of his head twice, successfully making the originally docile hair become frizzy.

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at the sleepwalking man helplessly, and walked forward to lead him to the table.

Don't fall again.

Yun Xianhe was halfway through his meal when he suddenly remembered the text message he received before falling asleep, and mentioned it to Zhu Fu Jingguang:

"Chocolate invited me to visit Osaka. Would you like to come with us, Mr. Guang?"

chocolate?

After thinking for a while, he realized that the other party was talking about Hattori Heiji, and Morobushi Kagemitsu hesitated:

"Is it okay for you to be like this now?"

"completely fine."

Twenty minutes later,

Zhu Fujing looked at the person who fell asleep on the table: ...

He sighed resignedly and chose to go pack his things first.

Since the other party has said he wants to go, then he definitely can't change his mind.

Unless Yun Xianhe can oversleep by himself.