Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Chapter 218 Pajamas are nice

Yun Xianhe smiled lightly and asked unwillingly:

"Mr. Hagi, are you stopping by to do some business?"

"Hmm? Guang said he had to go out for a while, so he asked me to help take you home and watch you eat lunch on the way."

"That's it..."

The last trace of luck was gone.

It takes about 40 minutes to get from here to Yun Xianhe’s residence, plus the time for ordering lunch, etc., about another 40 minutes.

In other words, he needs to maintain the "fine" state for at least two hours.

The desperate hero smiled, but it looked quite forced.

"Xiao Yun, you don't have to make such an expression, right? Aren't you disappointed that Guang came to pick you up? Or did Xiao Zhenping and I disrupt your plans?"

Kenji Hagiwara looked at Yun Xianhe, who seemed to be completely depressed, and looked at him half-jokingly.

The person who was feeling dizzy tried hard to maintain a smile on his face:

"No, I just thought it would be a shame not to be able to eat Mr. Guang's special meal."

"Is that so?"

Yun Xianhe raised his hand to adjust his glasses and complained in a low voice:

"Yes, Mr. Hagi, let me tell you, the meal last night was extremely unpalatable. The chef couldn't even cook the meat well enough."

"No way?"

Hearing this, Kenji Hagiwara looked at the detectives on the other side hesitantly.

Seeing that their expressions all seemed not very good, he reluctantly agreed with Yun Xianhe's words.

He put his arm around the other's shoulders:

"What do you want to eat for lunch, Xiaoyun? Guang said that your stomach has been feeling uncomfortable lately, so let me take you to eat something mild."

"Go to my steamed bun shop. There's a lot of porridge there."

The man who managed to stand upright was knocked back by the pressure.

Matsuda Jinpei, who had just walked over, noticed it and pulled a young beast as big as his own off the other person.

He carefully looked at Yun Xianhe's face and frowned slightly:

"You look so bad, are you airsick?"

"It's probably the aftereffect of not getting enough rest. I'll be fine after having a good rest after dinner."

Matsuda Jinpei did not doubt it. He reached out to take Yun Xianhe's backpack and dragged Hagiwara Kenji out.

“Don’t always put pressure on others.”

"Hey - is Xiao Zhenping jealous?"

"Huh?! What are you talking about, idiot Hagi! Doesn't that guy look uncomfortable?"

Hearing this, Kenji Hagiwara turned around to look at the handsome young man standing there and rubbed his chin.

"Apart from looking unhappy, there seems to be nothing wrong."

"Tsk."

I hope he's just overthinking it.

"Xiaoyun—hurry up and follow me."

"Hai Hai Yi."

The man who was trying not to bend over took a deep breath, waved goodbye to Conan and the others on the other side, and followed Matsuda and Hagiwara.

The remnants of the sandwich and lemonade I had eaten when the pain wasn't severe now churned in my stomach, as if it couldn't tolerate the position I was in.

The thick rice porridge is fragrant, and it is served with a small dish of pickles and a tray of steamed dumplings.

This should have been a perfect meal.

The person who was sent home smiled and waved to the two men, and after making sure that they would not suddenly turn around and come back, he ran into the bathroom and vomited everything out.

Food residue mixed with gastric juice emitted a foul odor in the enclosed space.

The blue veins on his temples were throbbing, as if they were going to tear his entire head apart from that corner.

My stomach was cramping.

The effect of the medicine, which was reduced due to vomiting, could no longer be suppressed, and the pain that could not be ignored once again spread from the lower abdomen to the limbs.

Yun Xianhe, hunched over, stood by the sink for a long time before he came out of the dizziness.

The hero washed his face with cold water, looked at his expressionless face in the mirror due to the pain, and pulled the corner of his lip stiffly.

"fine……"

No one saw it.

The person who cleaned the sink and other places despite feeling dizzy bought a shot of special painkiller from the system mall.

After covering the needle hole on his arm with a Band-Aid, he curled up on the sofa with a pillow in his arms.

The sunlight passed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, leaving a small patch of warm light on the boy's porcelain-white cheek, making his bloodless skin look transparent.

God's creation that was left behind in the human world.

·

"I am back."

When Zhu Fu Jingguang returned, it was already past dinner time.

The living room was dark without any lights on, and the sound of shallow breathing could be faintly heard.

The man who was hanging up his coat paused and tiptoed towards the sofa.

"Idle Crane?"

The thin boy huddled on the sofa, the dark color in his eyes was somewhat eye-catching.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who originally wanted to wake the other person up, stopped and took a thin blanket to cover the other person.

It seems that there were some unexpected events on this journey.

Is it Yun Xianhe’s problem or is it because of Conan?

Morofushi Kagemitsu thought about it carefully and finally attributed it to Conan and Maori Kogoro.

After all, Xianhe doesn't necessarily encounter murder cases when he goes out.

The light sleeper opened his eyes a little confused, his consciousness still half asleep and half awake.

“…Mr. Guang? You’re back. Thank you for your hard work.”

“Is the trip fun?”

"It's okay... Ha - it would be better if I could get a good night's sleep."

Why do you always stay up late to investigate cases?

Yun Xianhe muttered a few words softly, his half-open eyes falling unfocused on the courtyard illuminated by the moonlight.

Zhu Fujingguang smiled helplessly when he heard the other party complain about the bad dinner.

"What do you want for dinner?"

The person who had a stomachache froze for a moment, somewhat unsure if he would vomit if he ate now.

Yun Xianhe glanced at the system panel and saw that the "gastric ulcer" would be over by tomorrow noon.

Just bear with it and eat at noon tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Yun Xianhe told Zhu Fu Jingguang that he didn't have much appetite, and then decided to go upstairs and sleep through the long 17 hours.

Zhu Fujingguang, who was about to cook, looked at the person who was staggering up the stairs and sighed slightly.

It seems that the stomach problem has not been cured yet.

However, the other party had suffered from analgesia before, so at least he would not feel any pain.

·

Yun Xianhe, who was awakened by pain again in the middle of the night, skillfully took out an injection of painkiller from his system backpack.

The transparent liquid flowed into the blood vessels as the fingertips pushed.

The slightly cool touch caused the nerves in the pierced arm to tremble reflexively, and the still confused brain gradually became clear.

The brave man who casually disposed of the syringe rubbed his brows and glanced at his phone.

Three o'clock in the morning.

Before 12 o'clock, Hattori Heiji sent himself ten messages and Conan sent five.

What are these two people going to do?

"Meet at the port tomorrow morning... go out on a boat?"

Yun Xianhe raised his eyebrows when he saw the message.

Not handling a case?

For some reason, Yun Xianhe always felt that Hattori Heiji was fooling him.

On the other side, the message Conan sent was much simpler.

First, he asked Yun Xianhe if he was feeling better.

Then ask if he wants to go to an island with Hattori and the others to investigate something.

"There really is a case."

As for what the case was, neither of them said.

Yun Xianhe guessed that because the situation was complicated and could not be explained clearly via text message, Hattori planned to say it in person.

Zhu Fu Jingguang got up at around seven o'clock as usual and came out of the room. He happened to see Yun Xianhe sitting at the door putting on his shoes.

Thinking he was hallucinating, he turned and glanced at the clock on the wall.

It’s half past six. It seems he didn’t get up late.

"Is Xianhe going out?"

"Well, Hattori and the others said they were going to take a boat to a nearby island. They were very mysterious and I don't know what they were going to do."

Yun Xianhe turned around and looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang who was standing at the bedroom door.

The other person should have just woken up. He was wearing the pajamas with a cartoon goose printed on it that he had helped choose last time, and his long hair was standing up in a messy manner.

Like a furry cat that just woke up.

"puff,"

"??"

"I'm going out now. Bye, Mr. Guang."

Feeling that if he didn't leave now he would laugh out loud, and the consequences would be dire, the hero quickly ran away.

Before leaving, one guy couldn't help but praise the still confused party:

"Mr. Guang's pajamas are very nice."

"..."

"I think you should also arrange the pajamas I helped choose for those people before, and then we can have a pajama party."

After saying this, the brave man closed the door neatly and ran away.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who stayed at home, looked down at the clothes he was wearing.

The pajamas with a big goose printed on them give me a sense of security (?), and I can vaguely see Thompson.

Jingguang Maomao was silent for a while and decided to deliver the pajamas that Yun Xianhe had chosen for those people one by one today.

Let’s accept the little boy’s kindness, his close friends.