Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

"Brother Xianhe, wake up. We're here."

"Um……?"

Hearing the sound, Yun Xianhe forced himself to open his eyes and just in time saw the building outside the car window.

The man who felt his body a little stiff moved slowly before following the others out of the car.

After successfully obtaining the information, Conan and the others started reading it at the same time.

Yun Xianhe, who was sitting in the corner of the sofa, was yawning and slacking off openly.

During this time, he glanced calmly at Yusuke Sakata who was working diligently over there.

Check yourself?

What a strong mental quality.

"I thought the case was related to the car, but I was wrong."

"Not only that, the four of them obtained their driver's licenses in different years and places."

What Sakata said made Hattori Heiji let out a long sigh.

Conan, who was standing between him and Yun Xianhe, frowned slightly at this moment:

"Well, it seems that Ms. Okazaki is the only one who attends driving school in Hyogo instead of Osaka."

"Really? Why do we have to go there?"

The two detectives keenly remembered the hint Yun Xianhe had given not long ago.

When they turned around, they saw someone on the sofa who might have fallen asleep again, and their mouths twitched at the same time.

Conan Half Moon Eyes said:

"Forget it, let him have a good rest..."

The man sitting opposite them adjusted his glasses and took a closer look:

"Oh - the training fee there is the cheapest, and it's quite famous."

Conan caught the word training.

Hattori connected it with the murderer's phone message he had heard earlier at Miss Okazaki's house, and it was easy for him to think of the so-called "friend" in it.

After Hattori asked the uncle for his phone number, he went to the lobby outside with Sakata to contact the other party.

Conan, who stayed behind, looked at Yun Xianhe lying on the sofa and reached out to nudge him gently:

"Get up Xianhe."

"Huh? Is dinner ready?"

"..."

Eyes facing each other.

Seeing the helplessness in Conan's eyes, Yun Xianhe raised his hand and rubbed the other's head twice.

"Did you find a clue?"

"Hattori and the others are on the phone and will have the result soon. Are you really okay?"

"what?"

Conan looked at the person who was moving his fingers seriously, with a serious expression:

"I wanted to ask you when we were at the hotel a few days ago, why are you so sleepy lately?"

"In my hometown, there is a four-character phrase: spring fatigue and autumn exhaustion, which describes my current situation."

Simply rub the numb fingers.

Yun Xianhe took out a coat from his backpack and put it on.

I don't know when a layer of dark clouds appeared in the sky outside the window, and even the air became cold.

It looks like it's going to rain.

Conan, who always felt that he was being fooled, looked at Yun Xianhe with his crescent eyes.

The latter tapped his head and joked:

"Why do you have that expression? If someone didn't know me, they would think I was dying."

The young detective frowned when he heard the second half of the sentence.

Yun Xianhe stood up and stretched, then reached out and pulled the other person to walk out:

"Okay, okay, stop looking so sad. If I were feeling unwell I would tell you."

"Really?"

Conan expressed deep doubts about this.

A certain brave man who habitually deceives others nodded without blushing or beating his heart:

"of course."

It’s impossible to tell you.

The skeptical little detective followed Yun Xianhe to the hall.

As soon as they got close to Hattori Heiji, they heard Officer Sakata, who was on the phone, turn around and say:

"In addition to Ms. Okazaki and Ms. Nishiguchi, there were other people who took the driving test there 20 years ago."

"Really?!"

The little detective heard the clue and ran over quickly.

Yun Xianhe stood behind them and listened to the other party reading out the name of each victim.

Officer Sakata looked downstairs through the floor-to-ceiling glass wall and murmured in disbelief:

"And that's not all. There was a person you all probably heard of who also participated in that training camp."

"We've all heard of...who?"

There was thunder rumbling outside the window, and the rain that had been suppressed in the clouds finally fell.

Sakata turned around and looked at the three people, his voice a little hoarse due to dryness:

"It's Numabuchi, Kiichiro Numabuchi."

"Numabuchi Kiichiro... Could it be?! He is currently on the run,

"The wanted robber and murderer?!"

Conan and Hattori's expressions changed almost at the same time.

Yun Xianhe repeated the name silently in his mind.

Never heard of...

It doesn’t matter. Today’s criminal is right next to him anyway. That Numabuchi or something should have been pushed out to divert attention.

Yun Xianhe, who witnessed the whole process, had to admit that Officer Sakata was very good at diverting attention.

At least when I saw Conan and Hattori had already started discussing the murderer,

Yun Xianhe already knew,

These two people have subconsciously linked this serial murder case to Numabuchi, who has never appeared.

It was even a foregone conclusion - the murderer was that Numabuchi.

But this is just a psychological suggestion of speculation.

Yun Xianhe took a look at the fax of the training photo that Hattori Heiji had just received.

"It's definitely Numabuchi now. The other five people's appearances and names are also completely consistent."

Hattori Heiji pointed at the person on the far right of the photo and showed it to Conan.

The young detective used Yun Xianhe to block his body and whispered to Hattori:

"But this is still too strange. You see, the people in this photo all successfully graduated from the training camp at that time, but the only one who obtained a license that year was Ms. Okazaki."

"I think this means something must have happened during that training camp 20 years ago. We have to find out."

Yun Xianhe glanced at the photo, then looked at Sakata who was talking on the phone next to him, and lowered his eyes slightly.

Very similar...

So they are father and son? Twenty years ago... revenge for the murder of their father?

"Xianhe, let's go."

Hattori Heiji interrupted Yun Xianhe's thoughts.

Several people came to the library.

When Yun Xianhe saw the newspaper report 20 years ago that Hattori had found on the computer about Instructor Guan's suspected death in a drunk driving accident, he saw Sakata subconsciously clench his hands.

The accident that year should not have been an accident.

Justice twenty years late?

Sure enough, there was a reason why the knight raised his sword.

Hattori Heiji on the other side proposed two scenarios.

One is that Numabuchi extorted money from the man named Goji;

Second, Gosaga used Numabuchi to get rid of these people in order to suppress his own previous scandal.

"The premise is that this was really done by Kiichiro Numabuchi."

"Uh?"

The three people who were reasoning stopped at the same time and turned to look at Yun Xianhe.

The latter shrugged his shoulders and smiled casually:

"It's just speculation. After all, if the robber and murderer really wanted to escape, he could just break into a house and rob it to get the money, right? Why would he go to such great lengths to commit a serial murder case?"

Hearing this, Conan and Hattori frowned at the same time.

Indeed, if it's just for money, this reason is hard to justify.

"That's the second guess?"

"I don't know, but since he was able to escape for so long, he must have extraordinary brainpower and skills."

At this point, Yun Xianhe sighed slightly, as if expressing his feelings:

"I'm already curious about what kind of price and conditions Mr. Goji offered to get this desperado to work for him."

Conan frowned, feeling that Yun Xianhe's words were full of hidden meaning.

Hattori Heiji thought for a while and decided to go to Mr. Goji's house first.

Yun Xianhe, who originally had no intention of exposing Sakata, agreed without a second thought.

But he still mentioned it casually and asked Hattori to take a closer look at the photo.

"Maybe we can find some unexpected clues."

They were walking at the end, and Sakata in front did not hear their conversation.

Upon hearing this, Osaka Chocolate frowned slightly, took out the copy of the photo in her arms and looked at it carefully again and again.

Yun Xianhe noticed that the other party's eyes were still on that person, Zhuo Yuan, and shrugged helplessly.

The person in the middle of the back row, can’t you see that driving school instructor is so big?

"Idle Crane."

"Mr. Guang?"

Yun Xianhe, who didn't expect to meet Zhu Fu Jingguang here, was stunned for a moment.

He looked at each other, then at the others.

"Hey, little brother Heiji, long time no see."

Hattori Heiji noticed Officer Otaki standing behind the group of people, and he looked a little confused:

"Hey? Officer Otaki from the headquarters is here too? How could this happen?"

"It's because Miss He Ye asked me to drive her here."

Yuanshan and Ye Banyue on the side looked at Hattori Heiji with eyes wide open and explained:

"I received a call from Officer Sakata and came to pick up the guy with glasses over there."

Hattori Heiji looked back at Sakata Yusuke with half-moon eyes and complained:

"You are really nosy..."

"Ahahahaha... I think Mr. Xianhe seems to be tired, so..."

Hearing this, Yun Xianhe raised his eyebrows slightly and tilted his head to look at Officer Sakata.

The latter was sweating profusely and his throat went dry when he was looked at by those calm heterochromatic eyes:

"What, what's wrong?"

"No, I just wanted to thank Mr. Sakata for his concern."

"You're welcome..."

After looking at the other person carefully for a while, Zhu Fu Jingguang noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with Yun Xianhe's tone.

But he just thought it was because someone didn't let him go out to play and the child was throwing a tantrum.

He also reached out to test the temperature of Yun Xianhe's forehead:

“It feels a little bit cool…”