Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Chapter 211 What does Xianhe’s pigeon have to do with Kidd?

The atmosphere seems a little wrong.

Xiaolan wanted to say something to ease the situation, but when she saw Yun Xianhe's sickly expression, she gave up the idea.

Xianhejun must be tired, because the other party is usually very polite.

The man who still held the dinner knife in his hand was arguing for his friend in his heart.

Conan took a closer look at Chikan Kyoudai who was resting with his eyes closed, as if thinking about something.

He didn't know why Yun Xianhe's words were full of disgust, but he thought the other party must have discovered something that he hadn't noticed.

Kidd, who was driving, didn't say anything, but his good mood could be seen from the slightly raised corners of his mouth.

Probably because of Yun Xianhe’s attitude.

When the car stopped next to the Huanghun Villa, Qianjian Jiangdai got out of the car and left with his luggage, without any intention of continuing the polite conversation.

Yun Xianhe in the back seat slowly opened his eyes.

The golden-blue heterochromatic eyes looked coldly through the car window that was fogged by rain as he tried to get close to the man who got out of another car.

"be careful."

When the old demon in the mountains left just now, there was murderous intent in the look he gave him casually.

Xiaolan got off the car and thought the other party was talking to her, so she responded hurriedly and went to find the bathroom with an umbrella.

Conan paused for a moment, his expression becoming somewhat serious.

"You look really bad, Yun."

Kidd, wearing Maori skin, got out of the car and walked naturally to the door to hold an umbrella for Yun Xianhe.

He looked at the other person with half-moon eyes, and his tone seemed to be disdainful but with a hint of concern:

"If I had known, I would have sent you back no matter what."

"Haha, it's a rare opportunity for me to come out and play, Uncle Maori, please stop lecturing me."

"Really...Hold the umbrella tightly. You'll catch a cold if you get caught in the rain."

"Hai Hai Yi——"

Conando, who always felt that Maori Kogoro was particularly considerate today, glanced at him.

However, when he thought about all the words Zhu Fujingguang said to them when he left the house in the morning, he suddenly felt that it didn't seem like a big deal.

Maybe it’s because Uncle Maori promised to take good care of Brother Xianhe.

The three of them walked towards the gate of the villa.

The man who was chatting with Chikan Jyoudai didn't react much when he saw them.

However, because of Yun Xianhe's appearance and sickly look, he couldn't help but take a few more glances at him.

The former walked past him expressionlessly, which made him chuckle:

"Funny boy."

It was easy for a detective to figure out someone's identity and habits from their clothing and other details, but today he encountered an exception.

This person is too clean, and the few clues we have can only reveal some irrelevant information.

The perfect master of hiding?

Mogi Haruki suddenly had the idea of ​​having a conversation.

However, the brave man with a pair of dead fish eyes obviously had no interest in this. He even subconsciously dodged when he noticed someone approaching from behind.

"Is something wrong?"

"you do not know me?"

Yun Xianhe frowned slightly, and his expression as if he was looking at someone strange made the nearly 40-year-old detective feel unconfident.

"Hey, uncle, are you the detective Mogi Haruhi?"

Conan on the side gave the answer at the right time.

Seeing that someone finally knew who he was, Mogi Haruki laughed and rubbed Conan's head:

"Little friend, you actually know me."

"Of course! Because I want to be a detective too!"

The famous detective, who was currently hiding his real name, was having a pretty good chat with the detective uncle.

But Kidd felt uncomfortable when he found himself surrounded by three detectives.

Yun Xianhe, who was standing by, reached out and grabbed Kidd's wrist. The slight chill made the other party shiver:

"What happened to Yun kid?"

"It's okay. I just felt a little dizzy. Maybe the aftereffects of motion sickness haven't healed yet."

Yun Xianhe's voice was very soft and his smile seemed forced.

Kidd didn't doubt him and quickly reached out to support the other person.

Because they were concerned about Yun Xianhe's health, the two of them walked very slowly and naturally fell behind everyone else.

The man who looked extremely weak squeezed Kid's wrist twice and winked at him.

Kidd breathed a sigh of relief after receiving the signal, as long as the person was okay.

Where no one else could see, Ka used Uncle Maori's face to give the other person a standard thief smile.

He forgot that even if he was really discovered, the hero would help him!

"Brother Xianhe, we'll be there soon."

Conan, who was walking in front, turned around and called out to Yun Xianhe.

The latter responded and quickened his pace slightly.

After Mogi Haruki knocked on the door, the maid welcomed them in and turned around to greet another fat uncle in a white suit.

"That person, seems to be..."

"Good wishes to the food detective."

Conan looked a little serious when he realized that all the guests invited to this party seemed to be detectives.

Yun Xianhe on the side slowly shook off the water droplets on the umbrella and then put it on the rack.

Dashang Zhushan questioned why the originally scheduled dinner was gone, and finally chose to cook by himself angrily.

Yun Xianhe, who witnessed the whole process, was thoughtful about the smugness that flashed across the other person's eyes.

I don’t know if the other person is happy to be able to cook for himself.

Regardless of those strange people, this villa is the strangest place.

The traces left on the door panel after cleaning and the faint color in the cracks of the floor all told Yun Xianhe that a major murder had occurred here.

Maybe more than one person died.

"Brother Xianhe, this place is so weird."

After taking a look around, Conan looked at the maid who was walking towards Mogi Haruhi and the others again, took two steps back and stood beside Yun Xianhe, whispering:

"It seems like..."

"Large, at least ten."

Conan frowned when he learned of this number.

On the other side, when Xiaolan learned that two more detectives would arrive, she subconsciously thought it was Kudo Shinichi, and after thinking about it, she added Hattori's name.

"No, although the names of these two were on the list that the master gave me..."

Yun Xianhe raised his eyebrows when he heard that Hattori was about to take his midterm exam, and whispered to Conan:

"Have you finished your homework?"

"...Brother Xianhe, you are so annoying."

"Hahaha, this is just to show my concern for your studies."

Conan curled his lips and frowned slightly when he heard the maid say that she had never seen the master.

Especially after listening to what the other party said about the interview, everyone present looked a little strange.

Yun Xianhe didn't react much.

After all, from the moment he found out that someone had impersonated Kaito Kid to invite them, he knew that this would not be a simple party.

As for the person who planned all this...

It should have been mixed in between them.

The brave man raised his eyes and swept across the stairs on the second floor, and then lightly fell on the woman in a white coat who was standing at the handrail of the stairs at some point in time.

The last two detectives - former prosecutor Ikumi Gunda, and Inspector Hakuba's son, Tan.

At this point, all six detectives invited to the banquet have arrived.

Kidd, who was wearing Maori skin, seemed to react a little too much to the appearance of Hakuba Tan. Yun Xianhe guessed that the other party must have had interactions with him for a long time.

"Well, won't this gentleman introduce himself?"

The young man leaning against the wall raised his head slightly when he heard this and looked at Bai Matan.

The detectives present were all familiar with each other, at least they knew each other's names.

Let's exclude the little kid and JK who can be seen at a glance.

The rest of the people couldn't help but cast their eyes on Yun Xianhe, who had been standing on the periphery watching from the beginning.

Although no evidence was found,

But everyone subconsciously felt that this seemingly sickly boy was not simple.

Seeing them looking at him, Yun Xianhe smiled faintly:

"Yun Xianhe, a novelist. This time he followed Uncle Maori to collect materials for the detective novel he is writing."

The young man spoke lightly, and the others smiled in a friendly manner, but no one said whether they believed it or not.

"Oh, so you're a novelist? I remember when we were in the car just now..."

Qian Jianjiangdai looked up at Yun Xianhe, his slow tone full of curiosity.

"Why did you call yourself a magician then, young man?"

"To create stories that do not belong to this world with words, isn't that also magic in some way?"

It is not a wise choice to quarrel with a novelist.

At least the old detective can't win an argument with the eloquent brave man.

The White Horse Detective over there was whistling to call his Watson.

The eagle scared Xiaolan when it flew down from the second floor.

The White Horse Explorer apologized and raised his gloved arm to wait for Watson to land.

"Cuckoo?"

The pigeon in the hero's coat pocket poked its head out.

In mid-air, Walter flapped his wings, turned, and rushed directly towards Yun Xianhe.

"Danger!"

"Watson is back!"

Seeing that the thing was about to rush into his arms, Yun Xianhe took a big step to the side.

With a thud, the swooping eagle hit the wall and then fell to the ground with a thud.

The sound is very good, the brave commented:

"Good head."

"Watson?!"

"Cuckoo."

Gugu, who had just retracted his head when he sensed danger, stuck his head out again.

It glanced at the big fool whose claws were twitching on the ground, fluttered out and flew to Yun Xianhe's shoulder, calling "gu gu gu".

"puff,"

Kidd, who witnessed the whole process, almost laughed out loud. When he saw Bai Ma looking back, he immediately pretended nothing had happened.

It has nothing to do with him. The pigeon belongs to Xianhe now.

It has nothing to do with Kaito Kid, bah, or 'Mouri Kogoro'!