Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Chapter 567 Please follow me, Mr. Yun

It was not until Zhu Fu Jingguang said that there were enough materials that Yun Xianhe put down the shovel reluctantly.

He turned around, picked up another new bucket, and started looking for shells for today.

"what--!!!"

There was a piercing scream in the distance.

Yun Xianhe, who had just picked up the shell, was startled by the sudden sound.

My heartbeat was pounding in my ears.

The amnesiac hero subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound. Before he could determine where the sound came from, Conan rushed out first.

"Conan?"

Yun Xianhe, who didn't understand what the other party was going to do, followed him subconsciously.

The three members of the police academy and Kogoro Mouri who were basking in the sun nearby also rushed over quickly.

It's a floating corpse.

It was entangled in a mass of seaweed and drifted to the shore with the waves, where it was discovered by a poor unlucky person who was out to pick something up out of curiosity.

The dead man's face, pale with sweat, looked peaceful.

It was as if he had ended his life in his sleep, with no sign of struggle.

Yun Xianhe looked at the corpse quietly.

Something flashed through his mind for a split second, but it was so fast that he couldn't catch it.

Is it lost memory?

He doesn't know.

"Hiroshi?!"

Suddenly a woman's scream was heard from the crowd.

Then the other person quickly rushed out of the crowd, staggering through the sea water and running towards the male corpse.

Yun Xianhe could see her tearful face, and her outstretched fingers trembling as she dared not touch the other person.

But those eyes, the eyes hidden by the hair.

It's full of pleasure and hatred.

She didn't like that man.

Then why are you crying?

Around me were the murmurings of a crowd watching the fun.

Mixed with the sobbing of a woman.

It's noisy, like the buzz of a mosquito, making people feel uncontrollably upset.

The boy carrying the bucket frowned slightly.

For no reason, I felt a sense of disgust in my heart.

Jinpei Matsuda, Kenji Hagiwara, and Kogoro Mori, who had just arrived together, have already started to maintain the scene.

Yun Xianhe followed the crowd and took a few steps back.

Looking at the three people who started to salvage the body, Yun Xianhe suddenly remembered.

By the way, when they introduced themselves a few days ago, they mentioned their respective identities.

Police officers, and detectives.

A profession responsible for finding the truth and upholding justice.

So it's normal for them to deal with this kind of thing.

Conan also once said that he was a detective.

Hmm... So it seems that he and Midorikawa are the only ones who don't have to stand here?

Whether it's a life assistant, a president, a novelist, or a hero.

Neither identity has anything to do with solving the case.

But Midorikawa was watching intently.

However, he no longer wanted to stay here.

Whether it was the corpse, the strange-looking men mixed in the crowd, or the voices of the people around.

All of this made Yun Xianhe feel very uncomfortable.

Although it was an open place, he began to feel suffocated inch by inch.

Returning to the designated location does not mean going out, so there is no need to say "I'm going out".

The young man pursed his lips slightly thinking about this.

When everyone focused their attention on the corpse and the woman who broke down and cried,

The brave man turned around silently and left the scene.

As the sound in his ears gradually weakened, Yun Xianhe felt that the suffocating feeling was gradually disappearing.

The confused brave man looked down at his chest and couldn't help but touch it again.

Nothing unusual.

illusion?

Let’s continue digging for shells.

There is one more person in sight.

Yun Xianhe looked at the person who suddenly ran out from the side and blocked his way, and tilted his head in confusion.

He doesn't know the other person.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Yun, I'm sorry to bother you, can I take a moment to chat with you?"

The visitor said so.

He was wearing a tight black suit, a neat tie, a shirt buttoned to the top, and shiny leather shoes. Everything about him didn't match the beach at all.

When asked, Yun Xianhe did not say anything, but just looked at the person in front of him expressionlessly and silently.

He didn't like the other person's eyes.

Although he is a human being, he is like a mechanical puppet and one cannot feel any warmth from him.

Moreover, the smell of the other person also made him very uncomfortable.

A lot of Western medicine ingredients...it smells like a hospital ward.

Yun Xianhe shook his head and said indifferently:

"No."

He still had to go dig for shells, and he didn't want to talk to a puppet that smelled strange.

But it was obvious that the man was confident, and even said that he was sure that Yun Xianhe would follow him.

Therefore, he did not reach out to stop Yun Xianhe, but just said:

"I have a method to help you restore your memory. Are you sure you don't want to try it?"

Seeing Yun Xianhe turn his attention back to him.

The man slowly raised a stiff smile and continued:

"Besides, I also have the method to cure your heart."

Hearing this, Yun Xianhe's hand hanging by his side twitched slightly nervously.

He looked at the strange man in front of him and asked calmly:

"what do you want to say?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Yun. Why don't we go over there and find a cooler place to talk?"

Hearing this, Yun Xianhe glanced at the man in front of him who seemed to be sure of victory, then turned his head to look at the noisy crowd over there:

"I need to talk to Midorikawa."

He remembered to tell me before I go out.

"Is it your family?"

Yun Xianhe was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then shook his head slightly:

"No, Midorikawa is a life assistant."

A life assistant is not family.

By definition, family members do not include life assistants or friends.

Upon hearing this, the man in the suit put on that stiff smile again and said:

"In that case, you can simply send them a message on your phone when you leave. Besides, where we're going isn't far from here. You'll be back soon after we finish our conversation, and they won't be worried."

Yun Xianhe was thoughtful after hearing this.

He glanced at the strange person in front of him, then glanced at the crowd of people in the distance who were surrounded by people, and his brows frowned slightly.

Don't want to go in.

With this in mind, Yun Xianhe took out his cell phone from the waterproof bag in his pants pocket and sent a message to the number marked "Midori Kawahara":

[I'm going out. — Brave]

Seeing that the other person had done all this, the smile on the man's face became more genuine.

He turned sideways and made a "please" gesture towards Yun Xianhe, and said slowly:

"Then, Mr. Yun, please follow me."

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Conan stood beside the corpse with a frown on his face, carefully examining the kelp wrapped around it.

He remembered that when Yun Xianhe was in the sea yesterday, he seemed to have caught a piece of kelp.

Could it be that at that time,

No, the swimming speed of that kelp at that time was obviously not something that humans could achieve.

Moreover, the way the kelp was wrapped around the body did not look like it was man-made.

From this point of view, someone must have dumped a body on the beach, and the body was accidentally entangled in the kelp?

Hmm? What is that little red dot on your neck?

"Wow!"

"Why are you here again, little brat? The crime scene is not a place for you to wander around!"