Yu-Gi-Oh!, the Roar of the Weak

Chapter 32 Doyle Conan

Having woken up to a terrible ordeal, Di Xing finally explained himself after half an hour of questioning. He was now eating the food Lunia had brought him while accepting apologies from the two women.

Then he looked at Ai Xiao and asked, "So, what exactly did you come here for?"

"Hehe, Lunia and I have known each other for a long time, we're very close friends. I found out your address from her."

"I'm asking you what you want from me?"

"I noticed you didn't have a terminal yesterday, so I found one in the electronics section as a way of repaying me for saving my life," Ai said with a smile, pulling out a terminal. "Don't worry, I repaired and modified Yi Dian Dian; its performance is now absolutely on par with the latest models on the market."

"Thank you," Di Xing said, accepting the terminal. He didn't know the exact price of the terminal, but it was definitely not cheap, because he hadn't seen many people with terminals on the fourth floor. He had just wanted a terminal when Ai Xiao brought it to him. It was like a godsend. Hehe, for the sake of the terminal, he would forgive her for calling him a pervert earlier.

"Also, uh," Ai Xiao tapped her two index fingers together in front of her, "my brother is currently putting out fires in the Electric Flower District, and they're short-handed, especially the graphics card engineers, so I wanted to ask you for help."

"What? It's been a whole day, and the fire still hasn't stopped?"

"Everything was supposed to be stopped, but it was all because of that idiot. Anyway, come with me now."

Di Xing sighed, knowing it wouldn't be that simple. However, the flames might have been caused by him (because he bombarded the pillar, causing an earthquake), so Di Xing didn't refuse and set off with Ai Xiao, also asking Lunia to take Ruan Nuo to buy her a suitable outfit.

Di Xing and Ai Xiao arrived at the hotel entrance and found Ai Xiao's fire motorcycle parked there. To be precise, it was a motorcycle-style vehicle powered by spirit energy, similar to an electric vehicle.

"Come on, I'll take you there on my bike."

Ai Xiao sat on the motorcycle and patted the back seat. Ai Xiao was petite, so her motorcycle was also small. Di Xing easily straddled her, but he noticed there was no back seat. Just as he was about to ask Ai Xiao, she started the motorcycle. The powerful momentum made him fall backward instantly. In a panic, he grabbed onto Ai Xiao in front of him. Because Ai Xiao was small, his grab, which he intended to hold around her waist, ended up hugging her small, rounded breasts.

"Hey, you pervert, what are you doing?"

"Slow down! I'm about to fall!" Ai Xiao finally slowed down.

"There's no rear bumper! I almost fell off."

"Then you can't hug me... there!" Ai Xiao's little face was flushed.

"The problem must be with your car, right? And what's wrong with this car? There's not a single thing to grab onto."

"Just gently hold my waist on both sides."

Di Xing did as instructed, and Ai Xiaoyang burst into laughter.

"No, no, haha, it's too itchy!"

Di Xing wanted to facepalm, "I didn't scratch you!"

"How about this, I'll ride in front and you sit in the back?"

"Okay," so the two switched places, but the back seat was a bit high, and Ai Xiao couldn't get in. Di Xing had to prop up the bike, lift Ai Xiao onto the back seat, and then sit in the front and say to her.

"I'm starting now!" Ai Xiao immediately hugged him tightly from behind. Di Xing felt two soft mounds pressing hard against his back, and his mouth went dry. "You...you're hugging me too tightly."

"I'm a bit timid, this makes me feel safe."

You're a coward, who are you trying to fool?

Di Xing silently cried out in his heart, but there was nothing he could do but start the car and drive steadily forward.

Ai Xiao, sitting in the back seat, secretly revealed a smug smile, her amber eyes full of cunning.

......

On the way, seemingly to ease the awkwardness, Di Xing struck up a conversation with Ai Xiao, who was still tightly hugging him.

"Who is this Mingzai you just mentioned?"

"Mingzai, his real name is Mingzai. Ming means tomorrow, and Zai means where. Mingzai is his nickname. He's my brother's friend, and he's a very capable policeman."

"Is he a duelist too?"

"That's right, it uses the Void Demon deck, nicknamed 'Demon-Sealing Mingzai,' but he doesn't have spirit power, so he's not a card master. By the way, why are you so concerned about him?"

Di Xing's heart tightened. He couldn't tell him that he had fought with that Ming last night, so he quickly made up a story.

"I enjoy reading detective novels, so I'm quite interested in the police profession."

"You like reading detective novels too?" Ai Xiao asked excitedly upon hearing Di Xing's question.

"I like watching it too, and Mingzai likes watching it too, but my brother... sigh, he's just a big blockhead who only knows how to work out."

Hearing this, he recalled the obvious change in Ming's expression when he mentioned Lestrade during their duel yesterday.

So Di Xing tentatively asked, "Have you read Sherlock Holmes?"

"Of course I've read it. It's my favorite detective novel, a masterpiece by Doyle Conan."

"Doyle Conan? Such a perfunctory pseudonym, this person must be from our world, right?"

"What are you talking about in your world?"

Di Xing then realized he hadn't told Ai Xiao he was a time traveler. Considering that Li Feihua Yue and Lunia already knew, and that Ai Xiao had even given him the terminal he'd always wanted, Di Xing briefly explained his situation. Of course, he still didn't mention that he'd caused the crack in the pillar.

Unsurprisingly, Ai Xiao wasn't too surprised. "If that's the case, then Professor Doyle Conan might really be from your world, because she's also a time traveler."

"what?"

"Decades ago, when the Temple of Descent still existed, time travel wasn't unusual. Conan was summoned to the Stone Forest by a failed summoning ritual. Oh, it's a human refuge similar to Durum Duren, supposedly formed by torrential rains during one of the world-ending catastrophes. The entire city is filled with stone pillars, mainly composed of spirit-binding stones, which provide high defensive capabilities and helped the people there survive. However, the place is extremely barren, often jokingly said to have nothing but stones."

"When Conan traveled there, she didn't even have paper or pen. She could only carve her novels out of stone slabs, stroke by stroke. It took her almost two years just to carve out her first novel, 'A Study in Scarlet.'"

Good heavens, I remember "A Study in Scarlet" was about 100,000 words long, that would definitely take two years to carve.