Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Chapter 193 If you continue sleeping, you will have a stroke

Zhu Fu Jingguang half opened his mouth and was speechless.

The other party is right. This is someone else's private matter. As a customer, asking this question is already overstepping the line.

"…Sorry to bother you today."

Zhu Fujingguang reached out and took the photo on the counter with a lonely look.

The bracelet on the other person's wrist was coated with a layer of orange under the setting sun, looking like an ordinary bracelet.

The young man behind the counter lowered his eyes and opened the unfinished book with an expressionless face.

The doom is over.

With that thing protecting him, Mr. Guang shouldn't be in any danger until the end of the world storyline.

·

The next day, Zhu Fu Jingguang wanted to look for Bai Yue Chang Sheng again, but he saw a closed sign hanging on the door.

The other person sat in the best-lit place in the room and read a book, but he just didn't open the door.

At the same time, Conan was stunned for a moment when he saw Yun Xianhe at a crime scene.

The other person smiled at him, dismantled the inferior bomb with one hand, and then pressed the prisoner who was about to escape to the ground.

The bomb screamed in pain, as if it was being strangled to death.

"Brother Xianhe! Why are you here? Did you know that Mr. Guang has been looking for you for a long time?"

he knows.

Yun Xianhe reached out and rubbed Conan's head, saying half-jokingly:

"Don't tell Mr. Guang."

The sound simulated by the machine was very realistic, at least Conan couldn't tell what was wrong with the other party.

The skillful and agile performance of 'Yun Xianhe' just now was so impressive that the three members of the detective team gathered around him and chattered excitedly.

People who usually don't have much patience with children are now dealing with them in a disjointed manner.

Conan was still watching the scene and trying to figure out the methods and principles of the case.

Until the nearest police arrived at the scene,

When Conan turned around to talk to Yun Xianhe, he found that the other party had left without him knowing.

"Did you guys see when Brother Xianhe left?"

The three little ones, who had been fooled by a few words and had been arguing for a long time, looked at each other and then shook their heads.

Conan frowned, feeling something was wrong, and sent a message to Zhufu Jingguang.

"Xianhe appears?!"

Zhu Fujingguang, who was standing in the alley opposite the bookstore, glanced at Bai Yue Changsheng who was reading a book, and then carefully looked at the message sent by Conan.

After confirming that the other party was indeed Yun Xianhe, he hurried to the scene.

In the bookstore, Yun Xianhe, who was remotely controlling the robot to wander around, looked up at the alley where Zhu Fu Jingguang disappeared, then lowered his head and continued to flip through his book.

Hmm - it's the chronicle of the 845th world. What was the alias he used at that time?

·

"Mr. Bai."

What a coincidence! If I had known this, I would have ordered takeout for dinner.

Bai Yue Chang Sheng looked at Zhu Fu Jing Guang who was standing at the door of the coffee shop and nodded politely.

The weather has jumped to winter these two days.

Bai Yue Changsheng, who was wearing a simple long windbreaker over a shirt, looked at Zhu Fu Jingguang who looked unhappy, and swallowed his words of concern.

It doesn't matter. With Mr. Guang's attentiveness, he will be able to take care of himself.

Thinking of this, Bai Yue Chang Sheng pushed the door open first and entered.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was meeting the other person for the second time, was still a little dazed and subconsciously followed him into the coffee shop.

It has been nearly two weeks since Yun Xianhe disappeared.

Zhu Fu Jingguang searched every place he could think of, but found nothing.

No matter how hard he hurried, he always passed by Yun Xianhe and never saw him once.

Conan can occasionally see Yun Xianhe and even contact him.

But it was only limited to things like cases. Once anything else was mentioned, the other party would hang up the phone directly.

This obvious act of evasion made Zhu Fu Jingguang laugh in anger.

Isn't it just approaching with a purpose? Who doesn't?

But whether it was the protection you gave afterwards, the subconscious concern, or the spoiled temper you showed... there was always some truth in your heart, wasn't there?

Zhu Fu Jingguang became angrier the more he thought about it, and then he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

He felt like the young man in the dream who was called "Ziqing" by Yun Xianhe.

Turning around, he felt a little happy again.

So this means that he has been considered a friend by the other party, right?

It's just that the awkward child was stubborn and avoided him with the thought of 'not wanting to hurt or implicate' anyone anymore.

Bai Yue Chang Sheng who was standing aside didn't know what Zhu Fu Jing Guang was thinking.

However, the other party's action of drinking coffee as if it were wine still stunned him for a while.

So Mr. Guang likes to drink coffee like this?

Is Mr. Guang not feeling well? Like he is overworked and has a slight fever?

How did the other party make himself like this?

Bai Yue Chang Sheng frowned slightly, feeling that something was a little wrong.

In the past, those people would have given up trying to get closer to him after discovering that he was hiding from them. Why is Mr. Guang so stubborn?

"Sir, this is the sandwich you ordered."

"Thank you."

The dark-skinned, golden-haired waiter had a friendly and gentle smile, and the sandwiches he brought over looked more like works of art.

Looking at Toru Amuro who was so close to him, 'Bai Yue Chang Sheng' smiled politely at him, ignored his inquiries, and slowly began to eat his dinner.

jingle--

"welcome."

Conan, who saw Morobushi Keimitsu in the store from afar, ran in with his short legs.

At first glance he saw 'Bai Yue Chang Sheng'.

However, the other person's cold temperament made him hesitate to approach easily.

"Brother Luchuan, you still haven't seen Brother Xianhe?"

"No."

"…Even if you are angry, Brother Xianhe should calm down, right? So what happened between you two?"

Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at Conan with a wry smile, and wanted to answer the other party's question.

"Maybe I hurt the other person with my unconscious words."

Looking back now, it seemed that the other party had subconsciously avoided his kindness a long time ago.

"You should have a good rest. I will ask Brother Xianhe for you next time we meet."

Looking at the dark blue color under Zhu Fu Jingguang's eyes, Conan looked a little worried.

"By the way, the one you said was sent for examination last time, are there any results?"

"Well, I'm not poisoned."

"That's strange... Could it be a very hidden toxin that can't be detected?"

"The other party has not responded, but this possibility cannot be ruled out."

Bai Yue Chang Sheng, who had been listening for half a day, was stunned for a moment.

For some reason, he remembered the shirt that Mr. Guang had kept as evidence.

...Could it be that they took the bloody shirt for testing?

You know what, it really seems like something they could do.

"Please pack one."

"Okay, wait a moment."

After receiving the midnight snack, Bai Yue Chang Sheng nodded slightly to Zhu Fu Jing Guang, then turned around and left the cafe.

Conan, who always felt that the other party had an unusual temperament, naturally noticed his actions:

"Brother Midorikawa, do you know that person?"

"He's the owner of the bookshop on the corner."

"Hey? Is that store on the corner open?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Fu Jingguang shook his head:

"The other party usually doesn't open the door, and only occasionally opens the door during holidays, all depending on their mood."

“What a unique boss.”

"Guest, you have packed your things."

"Thank you."

He reached out and took the dinner handed to him by Amuro Toru.

Zhu Fu Jingguang smiled at him in a soothing way, reached out and rubbed Conan's head, and stood up and left in the expression of the other half-moon eyes:

"If you have any news, Conan, you must tell me."

"Hai Hai Yi, but Brother Luchuan, you should have a good rest. If Brother Xianhe sees you like this, he will definitely nag you."

"Ha ha……"

He actually hoped that the other party would come over and nag him.

I don't know when it started snowing outside.

Zhu Fu Jingguang rubbed his swollen temples, thinking about taking a shortcut home.

You are more likely to be robbed in an alley than to win the lottery.

When Zhu Fujingguang was dealing with the mediocre kung fu robber in a few moves, he suddenly had an idea: if he buys a lottery ticket now, the probability of winning should be very high, right?

But my head was hurting more and more.

Mr. Guang, defeated by overwork and high fever, collapsed in the alley.

The robbers were dumbfounded after not getting anything and being beaten up.

How can this be called a scam?!

In the end, the hungry robbers didn't even dare to search Zhu Fu Jingguang's pockets. They just snatched Zhu Fu Jingguang's dinner and quickly slipped away.

Another two minutes passed.

'Yun Xianhe' brought 'Bai Yue Changsheng' who had not walked too far to the alley entrance.

"Master, Mission No. 2 has fallen asleep. The bracelet detects that his heart rate is abnormal and his temperature is too high. If he continues to sleep, he will have a stroke. And..."

"..."

The robot was talking on the side. It would not lend a helping hand to the other party without instructions.

Yun Xianhe, holding an umbrella, glanced at Zhu Fu Jingguang lying on the snow and sighed helplessly.

He casually put the robot beside him back into the system backpack, and removed the disguise of 'Bai Yue Changsheng' on his face.

The man who was half-crouching reached out and grabbed Zhu Fu Jingguang's wrist.

After taking the patient's pulse and making sure that there was no danger to his life, he carried the patient on his back and walked towards home.

The snowflakes hit the umbrella and made a rustling sound.

Zhu Fu Jingguang felt that he was being moved and opened his eyes with great effort. The sight of white hair made him stunned for a moment.

"…Xianhe?"

"Yeah. Mr. Guang, just hold on a little longer. We'll be home soon."

Realizing that he was not dreaming, Zhu Fu Jingguang laughed softly.

Yun Xianhe paused in his steps.

Could it be that Mr. Guang hit his head when he fell and became stupid?

"Xianhe, don't run away when you get back... Can we have a good talk?"

"……it is good."

It would be better to make it clear earlier.