Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Chapter 423 You won’t sacrifice yourself, right?

Yun Xianhe had no expression on his face and calmly refuted the other party:

"Reason, conscience, kindness and values ​​allow you to say such things. But unfortunately, when people are crazy, they don't care about these things."

Conan fell silent after hearing this.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was sitting in the driver's seat, listened quietly to every word Yun Xianhe said, and his brows furrowed more and more as he listened.

He began to recall the information he had found about Yun Xianhe before.

Among those huge records of hospitalization and treatment, there was one item that he remembered very clearly.

On the day when his own undercover disguise was nearly exposed, the other party's condition suddenly worsened and he was hospitalized.

In addition, the various strange symptoms that the other party suffers from from time to time seem to be related to those cases...

"Sacrifice yourself"...

...protect others from disasters and bear their pain?

Is this possible?

But if it was Xianhe, he might be able to master this strange thing...

Thoughts are scattered.

Zhu Fu Jingguang thought again of all the promises Yun Xianhe had made.

"Nothing will happen until Conan recovers."

"I'll help them solve it."

……

"After a long time, you can go find them."

Putting all the clues together, Zhu Fu Jingguang suddenly thought:

Is it possible?

Who tricked Yun Xianhe into saying that he could do more good deeds by sacrificing himself?

So if I kill myself, I can reunite with my friends?!

But if a person really dies, where can he go?

No one can guarantee that it is a real rebirth, right? !

...Xianhe, you wouldn't do anything stupid, would you?

Zhu Fu Jingguang broke out in a cold sweat at his own guess.

Conan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was arguing with Yun Xianhe about the absurdity of the legends.

The latter did not refute, but just smiled mysteriously.

Until he finished speaking, the other party responded lightly, and for a moment looked at him with a helpless yet doting look - like an elder in the family looking at an ignorant child.

Faced with the increasingly kind eyes of the hero, Conan was silent, turned around and prepared to call for help.

When he looked up, he saw Zhu Fu Jingguang with a pale face.

Conan was stunned for a moment, thinking that the other party was uncomfortable, and the next second he said in a serious tone:

"Mr. Midorikawa, are you feeling unwell?"

Hearing this, Yun Xianhe leaned forward and tilted his head to observe the other person:

"Mr. Guang?"

The man caught in the storm of thoughts did not hear the calls of the two.

Although his eyes were still fixed on the road ahead, his heart was always worried whether Yun Xianhe would do something stupid.

If his guess is true,

It seems that he has no right to stop it?

After all, it is a kind of relief and yearning for the other party...

But, but if I just watch the other person die,!

"Mr. Guang!"

Crunch!

The car stopped suddenly.

The tires slid several meters on the snow-covered street before finally coming to a stop.

At the moment the brakes were stepped on, Yun Xianhe held the backrest of the front seat with one hand and grabbed Conan with the other, thus preventing the other from rolling off the seat.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was suddenly awakened, was still gasping for breath with lingering fear.

Seeing Conan stabilized, Yun Xianhe loosened his hand, took out a bottle of water from the backpack that had fallen under the car seat and handed it to Zhu Fu Jingguang:

"Mr. Guang? Are you okay?"

"Ah, no,... Sorry! Xianhe, are you two hurt?"

Yun Xianhe stuffed the water into the other party's hand and said in a brisk tone:

"It's okay, it's okay. But Mr. Guang, are you scared by what I just said? Mr. Guang, are you afraid of stories about ghosts and gods?"

"Uh, no, ..."

Zhu Fu Jingguang took the water bottle uncomfortably, unscrewed it and took a big sip, not daring to look at Yun Xianhe.

Did he have to tell the other party that he was guessing the time of his death and thinking about how to stop him from "sacrificing"?

Yun Xianhe scratched the back of his head, feeling that there was something strange about Zhu Fu Jingguang.

But he soon figured it out.

Could it be that Mr. Guang has PTSD from the Black Organization?

Thinking of this, Yun Xianhe carefully observed the other party's condition.

His face was pale and his temples were covered with cold sweat.

As an adult, she probably felt embarrassed about having PTSD and didn't want to make them worry, so she avoided looking at him.

Well, sure!

The brave man sighed after figuring it out.

As expected, a being that is light itself stayed in that place for too long and was nearly killed.

It's normal to have some psychological trauma.

Thinking about this, Yun Xianhe reached out and patted Zhu Fu Jingguang on the shoulder:

"Don't worry, Mr. Guang. I will protect you."

It would have been better if he didn't say it. As soon as he said it, Zhu Fu Jingguang's hand holding the mineral water bottle tightened.

What does it mean, the other party wants to protect him from disaster or something? !

I have to say that Zhu Fu Jingguang's guess (brain) and test (supplement) this time can be considered to have guessed some of the truth correctly.

But Yun Xianhe didn't know what he was thinking.

After noticing Zhu Fu Jingguang's actions, he became more and more convinced that the other party had "brewery phobia".

If time allowed, Yun Xianhe would have wanted the other party to drive back and then bring Conan here himself.

"otherwise,"

"Let's go, time waits for no one."

"Mr. Guang, you..."

"I'm all right!"

Having said that, Zhu Fu Jingguang started the car neatly.

Conan and Yun Xianhe looked at each other.

The latter spread his hands helplessly.

Mr. Guang really likes to show off.

It was the same when I was on the rooftop. I was so nervous, but I was still pretending to be calm.

But adults are all like this.

It's not a big problem. He just needs to be more careful and let the other party know that they will be safe with him around.

Conan next to him suddenly thought of something and looked at Yun Xianhe with a serious look:

"Brother Xianhe, you won't sacrifice yourself to revive your friend, right?"

Brother Xianhe would not do something like killing people.

But if you do it to yourself...

Zhu Fujingguang tightened his grip on the steering wheel.

In the back seat, Yun Xianhe was stunned when he suddenly heard these words.

Then he didn't even give Conan a chance to react, he quickly raised his hand and knocked him on the head with his fingers.

"it hurts!"

The little detective grimaced in pain.

Yun Xianhe snorted and laughed:

"You've already said it's fake, how could I possibly do it?"

"Really?"

"I have so many friends, how many of myself do I have to sacrifice?"

The hero said half-jokingly, rolling his eyes slightly indecently.

Besides, he himself is the cornerstone of the world, that is, the origin and heart that keeps a planet alive.

Sacrifice? Wouldn't that tear the whole world apart?

Then even if everyone survived, they would be close to death.

He must be crazy to sacrifice himself.

Conan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Yun Xianhe say this.

Fortunately, at least I don’t have to worry about Brother Xianhe doing something stupid.

Zhu Fu Jingguang in the driver's seat also breathed a sigh of relief.

Although I feel that the other party is being perfunctory... never mind, I'll just have to keep an eye on it at all times.

While the three of them were daydreaming, the car drove to the vicinity of the villa mentioned in the diary.

"Mr. Guang, stop and turn off the lights."