I'm writing a novel in Ming Ke, if you mess with me, you'll be the heroine

The hot steam from the tea rose up, and compared with the silver-white outside, the room seemed especially warm.

Everyone sat at the table drinking tea and chatting.

"At the moment, only Shadow Mage and the group leader, Escape King, have not arrived yet."

"So what do we do now? Wait for them?"

"Does anyone know the group owner's phone number? Why not just give him a call and ask?"

Araki walked to the phone and said, "I know his phone number. Let me call him."

"Beep-beep-beep-"

The call didn't go through, only the sound of an answering machine was heard.

"It seems that he has already set off. He was probably delayed on the road because of the heavy snow outside. In that case, let's play by ourselves before he arrives."

Huang Yi took people to prepare dinner, while Yuanzi took Chu Ming and others to decorate the room upstairs.

Standing on the second-floor balcony, Yuanzi sighed: "What? How could this happen? My dream of love is shattered."

But she cheered up soon: "It doesn't matter, fortunately Miss Sonoko already has a prince charming whom she has never met! If you miss one, there is another one!"

“……”You have so many princes charming.

During dinner, everyone was chatting and suddenly talked about their favorite magician.

Everyone mentioned their favorite magician, but Sonoko looked like a fangirl: "My favorite is of course the recently famous Kaito Kidd!"

"But isn't he a thief..."

"I don't care. He is the most powerful magician in my mind. No one can compare to him! He is the most powerful man in my mind!"

……

Chu Ming held his chin, not knowing whether he could still say this when he saw Kidd's true face, which was exactly the same as Kudo Shinichi.

Looking at Doi Takeshu, who was expressing his crazy admiration for Yuanzi with a smile on his face and a little proud, Chu Ming's eyes flashed past him.

After the meal, everyone wanted to contact the group owner again, but the phone was not connected.

Suddenly Chu Ming stood up, and Xiaolan turned her head as if she heard something.

"I seem to hear Conan's voice." Chu Ming stared at the door.

Xiaolan nodded: "I also heard someone calling me..."

Yuanzi was a little unconvinced: "There is no one in this desolate mountain. It should be the sound of the wind outside. You heard it wrong."

"No, I want to go out and take a look."

Xiaolan frowned and hurriedly opened the door to take a look.

When I opened the door, I saw Conan lying at the door.

"Lan, hurry up, run, it's dangerous, get out of here quickly."

Conan opened his eyes with difficulty, saw Xiaolan's worried face, and said this sentence with all his strength.

He was already running a fever, and after running out of the fire, his mind became even more confused. His worry about Xiaolan overshadowed his awareness of his own body. When he saw that Xiaolan was safe, the panic in his heart slowly subsided, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Chu Ming picked him up and said, "Let him rest in my room first. He's so hot, he must have a fever. Does anyone have any antipyretic medicine?"

"I brought it. I'll go back and get it." Doi Takeshu raised his hand and smiled innocently, "I have it with me."

"This little brother is worried about you. He sticks to you even when he has a fever." Tanaka Kikue said with a smile.

Xiaolan's face was full of solemnity. While wiping Conan's sweat, she said, "When Conan came just now, he told me to run away quickly, to escape from this place. But he fainted right after he said that. We can only know the details when he wakes up."

Chu Ming frowned: "Xiao Lan, you and Yuanzi stay here, I'll go out and take a look." He glanced at the group of people around him, and then whispered, "If anything happens, use your karate to deal with them."

Xiaolan thought of Chu Ming's fighting ability and nodded: "Yeah, I get it, Brother Chu Ming, you should be careful too."

Chu Ming greeted everyone and pushed the door open and went out.

It was indeed a desolate mountain area, and there was not even a street light on the mountain road. Chu Ming relied on his good night vision and walked straight forward.

Suddenly, the phone rang. It was Kogoro Mori.

"Chu Ming, how are Xiaolan and the others now? Conan just ran over, did you see that kid?"

Kogoro Mouri has already called the Metropolitan Police Department, but because the only suspension bridge was burned, they had to climb up from the bottom of the mountain. The snow on the mountain had not melted yet, and the danger level was too high. Using a helicopter to fly at a low altitude would most likely hit power lines or trees and cause a crash, so the police could not respond until at least tomorrow morning.

In addition, the phone call there was not connected, and in a moment of anxiety, he suddenly remembered that Chu Ming seemed to have brought a mobile phone, so he quickly called to inquire about the situation.

"Uncle Maori, Conan just fainted at the door with a fever. Xiaolan brought him in and settled him down. He has taken antipyretics. He only had time to say, "It's dangerous, leave quickly. I came out to see what happened. Uncle, what happened? Why did Conan suddenly come back?"

Maori Kogoro told Chu Ming the content of the broadcast they received during their return journey, and solemnly reminded him: "You guys should also pay attention to safety. Officer Megure said that the police will not be dispatched until tomorrow, so you all should be careful tonight."

At this time, Chu Ming also walked to the side of the suspension bridge. The fire was almost out, and a burnt smell was floating in the air. He frowned and looked at the darkness in the center of the valley.

Generally speaking, mobile phones cannot be dialed in such deep mountains, but the organization’s signal tower can even be found in such deep mountains and forests. This further demonstrates the huge power of the organization. But why are the core members he saw in his previous life and met now just a few cats and dogs?

Or is it that what he has seen so far is just the tip of the iceberg of the organization?

Find some time to ask Vodka about this. Gin is too tight-lipped and I don’t think I’ll be able to get anything out of him.