Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Chapter 235: All Accomplices

"…That's my mother's tomb…I built it with my own hands."

Yun Xianhe and others who had just returned from the forest were standing outside the door and just happened to hear Shimabukuro Kimie finish talking about the grudge between herself and the three men.

Yun Xianhe understood and turned his head to look at Hattori Heiji:

"I told you so."

In order to realize those illusory wishes, madmen will point their butcher knives at the people around them.

Even if they are trying to verify the other party's true identity as a "human".

Hattori Heiji's expression was very ugly, he almost gritted his teeth and spoke weakly:

“…This is ridiculous.”

But it did come true.

Exhausted, He Ye could hardly understand what Yun Xianhe and the others were saying.

The brave man reached out and supported her before she fell to the ground, allowing her to sit down against the wall.

Hattori pushed open the paper sliding door of the room, looked sharply at the others who were silent, and said with a hint of sarcasm in his tone:

"Actually, there are more than just the two of you."

Hearing Hattori's voice, Conan peeked out from behind Kogoro Mouri.

When he saw the other person and Yun Xianhe standing behind him, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s good that everyone is back.

"In fact, there should be someone else who knows the secret of the Longevity Lady, right? It must be the uncle who said during my investigation today that the Dugong Festival would end once you die!"

After hearing Hattori's words, the other people present did not react too much, but they all avoided Shimabukuro Kimie's sight guiltily.

The uncle who realized that he had let the cat out of the bag was a little overwhelmed:

"I was, that was... I'm sorry, Junhui. In fact, except for the young people on the island, almost everyone knows it."

"What,……"

Shimabukuro Kimie looked at the other person in disbelief, and the latter lowered his head deeply.

"Actually, three years ago..."

"We all know that it was your mother who was burned to death in the warehouse..."

Everyone present spoke out the lie that had been woven for three years:

"After the fire, we had decided never to hold the Dugong Festival again. But when we saw you dressed up as a longevity woman to greet us, we suddenly didn't know what to say."

"This island was originally the Mermaid Island. If you are willing to continue to be a long-lived woman..."

"Then we, we are naturally willing to quietly help you fulfill your wish."

"Although we are doing this for the sake of the island, we are still very sorry for you..."

"Please forgive us! Jun Hui..."

"Please forgive us..."

Looking at the uncles, aunts and aunts around her who were kneeling down to apologize to her, Shimabukuro Kimie was at a loss and confused.

The face, which had never had much blood in it, was now frighteningly pale, just like the isolated, helpless, dying and fragile mermaid in the legend.

She never thought about why

"In that case, why...why didn't you tell me earlier..."

So that her three years of hard work

Let this one-man show fulfill the wish made by the previous generation before dying,

At this moment it seems like a joke.

"That's right. This way, we can see the reality sooner and wake up from the nightmare of immortality. It is because life is limited that it is more precious. It is because of this that people work hard."

Hattori Heiji said as if he had sensed something.

Yun Xianhe, who was standing outside the door, calmly looked at the witch who was standing in the crowd, wearing ill-fitting clothes and being constantly begged for forgiveness.

Those voices filled with apology and repentance were heard clearly.

Once upon a time in the distant memory, there were people who prayed like this, hoping to get a word of forgiveness to eliminate the guilt in their hearts.

Forgive...forgive?

“…Don’t be ridiculous.”

"Idle Crane?"

woo-

Strong winds rushed into the room from outside, making the paper sliding door rattle.

The sudden gust of wind made everyone present close their eyes. After a while, they opened their eyes in confusion and turned to look towards the door.

The young man in white standing at the door with his backlit eyes tilted, his heterochromatic eyes hidden behind his slightly long hair and glasses showing deep depth.

The bony fingers slowly rose and pointed to the person in the corner, then swept across everyone present.

Bright red blood dripped from the other person's broken palm onto the tatami, like a cold rain that fell early.

"You are all accomplices."

Rumbling--

All the causal connections are ignored.

If the mermaid had not been faked from the beginning, if they had made it clear earlier, if they had not been greedy for profit...

If,...there are no ifs.

The mistakes that have continued since three years ago,

No one can forgive those who have passed away.

No one who knew about it can be forgiven.

The eerie feeling rushed into the collars of everyone present along with the strong wind before the rainstorm.

They looked at Shimabukuro Kimie's face that was similar to her mother's, and at the clothes of the longevity woman that had been passed down for three generations, the guilt in their hearts instantly spread to the maximum, followed by an emotional breakdown.

Once someone starts crying, the others will follow suit involuntarily.

The police officers who had already retreated to the side looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Xiaolan was a little scared by the scene of a group of people crying loudly.

She slowly moved to the door, and when she got closer, she noticed the miserable state of Yun Xianhe and the others.

"Xianhe-kun, your hand...Hattori, are you guys in danger? Kazuha?! What happened to Kazuha?!"

Concern for friends prevails.

Xiaolan hurried over to check on He Ye who was sitting unconscious at the door. Seeing that he seemed to have fallen asleep due to tiredness, she slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother Xianhe, what happened to you?!"

Conan, who also came out of the house, saw Yun Xianhe's hand dripping with blood at a glance.

He pulled the other person's hand away and pressed it lightly with the handkerchief in his pocket in an attempt to stop the bleeding.

Conan noticed the dried blood on the back of Hattori's hand and frowned slightly:

"What happened? Hattori, what happened to your hand? Are you injured anywhere else?"

"Oh, this, it's okay now. But Xianhe, what's wrong with your hand? Ah - I should have thought of it earlier. You must be injured in that state!"

Drive out the unnecessary emotions brought by memories from your heart.

The hero subconsciously wanted to rub the little detective's head, but he retracted his fingers just as he was about to put his hand on it.

Someone who realized it later looked down at his palms and fingertips that were rubbed by the ropes and rocks, and shook them twice indifferently.

"It's not a big problem."

"Huh?! You! You better take good care of your body!"

"Well... I'm used to it."

Ultimately it’s still a problem with the shell.

If it was his original body, there would be calluses on the palms of his hands from years of accumulation.

The extreme exercise just now would only cause some redness or breakage of the skin, it wouldn't be that scary at all.

Moreover, in physical education classes in his world, injuries of this degree are normal.

The brave man didn't know that his nonchalant words successfully aroused the imaginations of the others.

"Idiot! How can someone get used to getting hurt?"

"what?"

Yun Xianhe, who was inexplicably called an idiot, looked at Hattori in confusion and was a little unresponsive for a moment.

Xiaolan pushed Yun Xianhe out with a serious face, and insisted on taking him to the clinic on the island to treat his wounds.

"I can handle it myself."

Although he didn't hate the hospital as much, the hero didn't like the clinic very much either, and tried to refuse.

Thinking of the scene when she was accidentally hospitalized and the other party came to see her, Xiaolan hesitated for a moment, and gave in to let Yun Xianhe go back to the hotel and wait while she went to find a doctor.

"The same goes for Hattori-kun. If you don't treat the wound on your hand, Kazuha will be worried when she wakes up. Conan, you have to help me keep an eye on your two brothers and don't let them run around."

Hattori, who was carrying Kazuha towards the hotel, opened his mouth slightly when he heard this, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Can he say that the wound was caused by the dugong arrow used by that idiot He Ye?

"Yes! Leave it to me, Sister Xiaolan!"

The little detective is very well behaved.

Only after Xiaolan walked away and they could no longer make any sound did he turn around and ask Yun Xianhe and the others seriously what had just happened.

When Conan learned that Hattori and others fell off the cliff and Yun Xianhe rushed out from the other side of the cliff to rescue them, he almost couldn't breathe.

"Too dangerous!"

"Yeah, it's really dangerous for inexperienced people to go up the mountain without paying attention to the surrounding terrain."

"I'm talking about you, Xianhe brother! And Hattori too! How could you fall down?!"