Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Officer Sakata took a look at the roadside scenery, took out his cell phone from his pocket and said:

"Let me call and see if Ms. Okazaki is home."

The phone rang for a while before it was answered.

In order to make it easier for the others to hear clearly, Sakata turned on the speakerphone.

"Hello, is this Miss Okazaki's home? Let me introduce myself. I am a police officer from the Osaka Prefectural Police. My last name is Sakata."

"Mr. Policeman! Please come here quickly to protect me! If this continues, I will definitely be killed! I can tell you what happened in the past, please come here quickly!"

Ms. Okazaki on the other end of the phone sounded panicked and even incoherent.

Officer Sakata quickly calmed the other person and asked him to take precautionary measures.

"Ms. Okazaki, please calm down! We'll be there soon! Lock the door and don't let anyone in no matter who knocks!"

"Oh no! We just passed the West City Apartments!"

"Hey?! What should I do?! This section of the road is very congested, and it will take a lot of time to turn back."

Hattori Heiji, who was paying attention to the road conditions, exclaimed.

Yun Xianhe thought of the other person's look out the window just now.

...just missed it? accident? or...

Judging from how familiar Hattori is with his opponent, this shouldn't be the case.

Conan on the side seemed a little anxious.

Yun Xianhe sighed slightly and picked up the little detective with one hand.

"Caught."

Conan suddenly remembered what happened before and looked at the endless stream of vehicles outside the window:

"Brother Xianhe, you don't want it?!"

"I still run faster!"

Hattori Heiji, who was sitting in the front seat, was about to get out of the car.

But he didn't expect that Yun Xianhe in the back seat was faster than him.

Almost at the moment when Officer Sakata was about to slow down, Yun Xianhe opened the car door and rushed out with Conan.

"Sorry, I borrowed it."

"what!"

"?! What are you doing?!"

“Watch the road!”

After a series of shrill whistles,

Hattori Heiji's eyes almost popped out when he saw Yun Xianhe reaching the street like he was doing parkour.

The little detective, who felt dizzy again, raised his hand to hold his glasses and took a deep breath.

It's still too exciting.

"Heiji! Come here quickly!"

The boy's voice drowned out the angry curses of the car owners on the street and brought him back to his senses.

Hattori Heiji apologized to the car owners and ran over quickly.

It was not until he saw Yun Xianhe up close, who seemed to be fine, that he felt his heart relax.

"How did you do that just now?! Do you have such skills?!"

"We'll talk about this later. Where is the apartment you mentioned?"

"This way! I'll lead the way for you!"

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"Hello! Aunt Okazaki! I'm a friend of the police officer who just called. Could you please open the door?"

Yun Xianhe, who was standing at the door, put Conan down from his arms and adjusted his glasses:

"I don't think the other party will open the door if you say that? ...The door doesn't seem to be locked?"

Hattori Heiji, who was about to refute, was stunned when he heard the second half of Yun Xianhe's sentence.

The three of them looked at each other.

Hattori Heiji raised his hand, placed it on the handle, and pressed down lightly, and the security door opened.

Just as the detectives, one big and one small, were about to go in, Yun Xianhe reached out and grabbed the back of their necks:

"Gloves and shoe covers. If the criminals really go in, you will destroy the scene."

"Ahahahaha… sorry sorry."

The two hot-blooded detectives laughed awkwardly, took the things handed over by Yun Xianhe, changed them, and rushed into the house.

Yun Xianhe, who was standing at the door, sighed helplessly and shook his head, then began to look at the door.

There were no signs of damage, and it seemed that the other party had gone out on his own.

Since the door was not locked, it meant that the other party left in a hurry.

It was probably less than twenty minutes from the time they ran here...

In other words, the murderer lured the people out after they left?

Yun Xianhe felt a headache when he thought of Officer Sakata.

I hope he was mistaken.

"what!!!"

Suddenly a shrill scream was heard from downstairs, and Yun Xianhe rushed downstairs quickly.

Hattori and Conan, who were still upstairs, saw the source of the scream from another direction.

"Xianhe! At the entrance of the public toilet over there!"

After receiving the command, Yun Xianhe turned around and ran over, and saw a cleaner sitting on the ground with a pale face, as if he had seen something terrible.

"Sir, are you okay?"

The cleaner who was suddenly called shuddered all over, and was shocked when he turned around and saw Yun Xianhe.

He stretched out his trembling hand and pointed at the toilet door:

"Someone's dead inside!"

Conan and Hattori, who had just arrived, were startled and rushed in.

The deceased was Miss Okazaki, and the way she died was exactly the same as the other body they had just seen.

Yun Xianhe took in the entire scene with an expressionless face.

When some things happen too coincidentally, it's time to start doubting those around you.

Officer Sakata and his men arrived quickly.

Yun Xianhe stood lazily under a tree nearby, basking in the sun, listening to the servant's reasoning with half-closed eyes.

After searching around for a while, Conan finally found him and ran over with a worried look on his face:

"Feeling unwell? Or are you sleepy again?"

"Hmm? No, I was just reviewing these things and felt that they were too coincidental."

Yun Xianhe said this and rubbed the little detective's head twice.

He half-raised his head and looked through the layers of treetops at the gradually accumulating clouds in the distance, and spoke in a light tone:

"The murderer's timing was really good..."

Conan was slightly stunned when he heard this, and began to recall the entire process of the case.

Something feels wrong.

Several people followed upstairs to check the situation in the victim's room.

After hearing two consecutive messages on the answering machine, Yun Xianhe narrowed his eyes slightly.

Officer Sakata, who was standing nearby, received a call and went out.

Yun Xianhe leaned over to Conan, who was staring at the phone, and whispered:

"Only two minutes apart?"

Conan apparently also discovered this problem:

"There were only two minutes between the first call asking her to come and the second message asking if she had seen it."

Hattori Heiji frowned after hearing this:

"In other words, the prisoner can clearly see her movements?"

"Don't you think these four consecutive murders are too strange? It's as if they were completely controlled by the murderer..."

Conan frowned as he analyzed, his expression not looking pretty.

Yun Xianhe connected the victim who fell on the car with the victim just now, which deepened his guess.

If the other party does not have very advanced means to monitor the movements of each victim and the police at the same time...

The murderer is among their own people.

"I have a bad feeling."

Conan said this, and Hattori Heiji next to him repeated it.

It was obvious that he had thought of something.

For a moment, the expression on his face was as if he had been greatly frightened, and his lips trembled as he spoke subconsciously:

"Kudo, ah!"

"Who are you calling?"

Hattori Heiji's face wrinkled up after being hit on the head.

Yun Xianhe on the side looked at him expressionlessly, as if wondering whether he should knock again.

Conan looked at Hattori Heiji with a smile that seemed to be gloating:

"what's up?"

"No, nothing happened! Hiss—Xianhe, you hit me really hard!"

"It's to make you remember it. Also, don't let your mind dwell on your messy illusions when you have nothing to do."

Hattori Heiji paused while rubbing his head, and replied in a nonchalant manner:

"I know. I know."

"Are you thinking about that dream again?"

Conan understood what he heard and looked at Hattori Heiji with half-moon eyes.

I began to wonder what the other person saw in his dream that he could remember for so long.

"No! Let's go, there are no more clues here."

Looking at Hattori Heiji fleeing in panic, Yun Xianhe and Conan looked at each other and laughed out loud without any hesitation.

"Hey, Xianhe, what do you think Hattori's dream was like?"

"I don't know, but he probably saw you and me die in his dream, but he couldn't stop it, right?"

The same feeling he sometimes had in his dreams.

but……

Walking out of the room, the man who felt the sunlight on his face narrowed his eyes slightly and said firmly:

"A nightmare is just a nightmare."

"That's right."

Yun Xianhe paused slightly when he went downstairs and saw the car.

It was not until Hattori Heiji, who was sitting in the passenger seat, called him that he got into the car as if nothing had happened.

The boy's heterochromatic eyes were half-closed. After looking at every corner of the car, he leaned back in his chair with his arms folded across his chest.

This car is not the same one as before.

In such a short time, the other party actually changed to an identical car?

I can only be prepared...

Thinking of this, Yun Xianhe yawned lazily, glanced at Officer Sakata and Hattori Heiji in the front seat, then turned to look out the window.

It looks like it's going to rain this evening.

"Where are we going next? Do you want to go and take a look at Goji's residence?"

Yusuke Sakata suggested.

Hearing this, Hattori Heiji turned his eyes away from the rearview mirror:

"No, let's go to the Traffic Department first. I always feel that the information Xianhe just provided is very useful and worth investigating. Xianhe, you think so too, right?"

After waiting for a while without getting a response, Hattori Heiji looked back.

The other person was leaning against the car window with his eyes closed, and seemed to be asleep.

Hattori Heiji's mouth twitched, and he said with a half-moon eye:

"…How sleepy is this guy?"