Conan: I'm just an ordinary novelist

Chapter 725: 'Beauty and Fate'

The hero threw out three more darts while saying this, forming an equilateral triangle around the three darts.

He put the extra money for the number of games on the table and picked up another dart.

While aiming, he muttered in confusion:

"If this kind of game stall continues to operate, can the manpower really meet the demand? Won't it go bankrupt?"

"..."

Conan felt that if everyone who came had Yun Xianhe's skills, they would definitely go bankrupt.

Finally, the brave man, satisfied with getting a lot of souvenirs, led everyone away from the stall.

The brave warrior who knew that he had won too much did not take all the finished products. The subsequent prizes for the number of play times paid with money were all unpainted semi-finished products.

“It’s more fun to color it yourself.”

Surrounded by the three little ones, Curacao looked at the unpainted dolphin pendant in his hand and smiled gently.

This was something the three children had specifically asked for her.

As if she was afraid that she would mind that this was just a half-finished product, Ayumi comforted her:

"Brother Xianhe is right. It's fun to color it yourself! Then we can help big sister color it together!"

"That's right! That way, big sister will think of us every time she sees this dolphin pendant!"

“Now we all have beautiful memories together!”

After distributing the items and collecting them one by one, Yun Xianhe sighed softly:

"It's the innocent thoughts of a child."

Good memories?

Well... for Curacao, it might be true.

Could this be the only time she was free?

The brave man, who was thinking about this and that, pushed Dr. Agasa towards the stairs.

"First we ride the Ferris wheel, then we go to see the dolphin show?"

"hey-hey--"

The old man who liked riding the Ferris wheel smiled embarrassedly.

Zhu Fu Jingguang, who was following behind them, was still a little nervous.

Yun Xianhe held Conan's hand with one hand to prevent him from running around when he wasn't paying attention and found something 'new', and put his arm around Zhu Fu Jingguang's shoulder with the other hand:

"Don't worry, Mr. Guang."

"I,"

"What's wrong with Uncle Midorikawa?"

Children's perception is always very sharp.

Although Zhu Fu Jingguang looked very relaxed and no different from the tourists around him, the three little ones still caught the vague sense of tension.

Yun Xianhe, who caught a glimpse of something in his vision, comforted him:

"He was afraid that I would collapse suddenly."

"Ah! Brother Xianhe, do you feel uncomfortable?"

"You really haven't recovered from your cold yet?"

"Let's go to the infirmary first!"

The brave man, who felt that he was about to be taken away, waved his hands repeatedly, frowned slightly and said with a smile:

"No, no, I'm not feeling uncomfortable at all. It's just that Mr. Guang is too nervous."

The three little ones obviously didn't believe it when they heard this.

Seeing someone approaching Curacao, the brave man raised his voice slightly, causing the people around him to focus their attention on him.

"It's really nothing. My cold is completely healed. I don't even have any dizziness or anything like that."

Although he said so, it was obvious that his face, which was paler than normal, was not convincing.

Ayumi looked him up and down several times, then put her hands on her hips and said:

"Brother Xianhe, please don't lie to children."

"If you feel uncomfortable, speak up."

"As his disciple, Conan, you must keep a close eye on him!"

The little detective standing by looked at the man who was rarely speechless and said teasingly:

"I will take good care of you, Brother Xianhe."

"Haha... Really? Then you have to keep an eye on him."

For some reason, Conan shuddered violently when he heard the second half of the sentence.

The hero's heterochromatic eyes fell lightly on the woman leaning against the transparent guardrail of the plank road.

The wide brim of the hat completely obscured the other person's face, but some golden hair was still revealed.

Hmm - judging from the glossiness of his hair, he has had a good rest in the past few days since coming back?

When Vermouth discovered that Curacao didn't remember her and was about to take him away by force, she suddenly felt a chill on the back of her neck.

The sense of crisis from wandering in dangerous areas for many years made her subconsciously move away from the guardrail she was leaning on and look back vigilantly.

who? !

However, no matter how she looked, she did not find any suspicious people or aggressive looks.

In the short moment when she was distracted, Yun Xianhe had already taken Curacao and a large group of people to continue moving towards the Ferris wheel.

Absinthe, who stayed where he was, narrowed his eyes and reached out to touch the Bluetooth headset on his ear.

"Gin, change of plans, seems to be a little troublesome."

"Hold on tight, we can't leave her alone."

"I know."

The person who had briefly lost communication looked up at the group of guys who were talking and laughing, focusing his attention on Curacao and Yun Xianhe.

At first, she thought that Curacao wanted to take the opportunity to get closer to the mission target that she had not had the opportunity to solve for such a long time.

Want to take the opportunity to grab some credit or something.

But now it seems that it is not what she thought.

And this person, who Bourbon had reported had only two months left to live...

The boy, who was coughing and covering his mouth with his hands, answered her question with his back to the crowd.

A dying person?

For a moment, Vermouth lamented that "God is jealous of talented people" and "beautiful women have a tragic fate".

However, if Yun Xianhe knew her idea, she might have to let her see who is the "beauty with a tragic fate".

The hero choked on his own saliva because he laughed too loudly, and while wiping his hands with a handkerchief, he complained quietly:

"Why do I always feel like someone is cursing me behind my back?"

Hearing this, Conan said in a gloomy tone:

"Too many enemies?"

Ha, it’s the other party’s fault for never bringing him along when solving problems!

The hero, who understood why the other party was feeling awkward, rubbed the little detective's head vigorously twice, narrowed his eyes and replied:

"Same here, you don't always notify me."

Conan looked sideways with a guilty conscience and muttered quietly:

"The case happened so suddenly, how could I possibly inform you smoothly every time..."

Besides, he still hoped that Yun Xianhe could have a good rest. He could handle those small cases by himself.

"So,"

"Yuanta?!"

"Danger!"

A sudden exclamation from behind interrupted Yun Xianhe's words.

Before Conan could even see what was happening, the people next to him rushed out.

"Conan! Lend me your sling!"

The young detective responded and hurriedly followed, snatching the thing from his hand and surpassing him, Zhu Fu Jingguang.

Yuantai, who leaned over the escalator railing and hit the pillar, causing him to fall out, is now trying hard to hold on to the edge of the platform outside the railing to prevent himself from falling.

The moment the opponent lost his balance, Curacao followed him over the guardrail, half-knelt down, and tried to hold Yuantai's hand with his hand to prevent the opponent from losing strength.

But this hardly does anything.

The platform outside the guardrail is too narrow, not enough for an adult to keep his balance, let alone exert force.

Inside was an elevator that kept going upwards, and there was no way to stop or stand.

What should I do? If this continues, Yuanta will...

"Sister, save me! No, I can't catch it!"

"Yuanta-kun!"