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

After Conan handed over the evidence, Xiunian finally gave up struggling.

"Yes, I killed him. I did all this to avenge my brother..."

Chu Ming was impatient to listen to this. He stood by the waterfall, looking at the rushing water column, and began to daydream.

He is now following the path planned by the organization to make his presence felt on the red side.

He has been thinking about the reason for doing this but still has no clue. Could it be that the organization wants him to go undercover in the Metropolitan Police Department?

Chu Ming is not stupid. He can see that Gin intends to train him. There is a high probability that he will be the one to take over his position in the future. The boss probably also acquiesces to this.

But this is what made him feel conflicted. A future leader of the action team actually had to go undercover in the Metropolitan Police Department? Who would believe this?

This is so strange, but if he is not asked to be an undercover agent, then is his current growth path off track?

What does a small leader of a terrorist organization want to be great and glorious?

"...Brother Chu Ming, Brother Chu Ming?"

Xiaolan's shout brought him back to his senses: "What's wrong?"

"The incident has been successfully resolved. Conan said that you told him all this. Brother Chu Ming, you are really awesome! We should go now. Officer Megure said he can take us down the mountain."

Chu Ming nodded and followed Xiaolan downstairs.

When Conan saw Chu Ming coming, he quickly ran over, tugged at him, and boasted in a low voice with some pride: "Brother Chu Ming, did you see that? This is the correct way of reasoning I am doing today."

Chu Ming rolled his eyes and imitated Vermouth, reaching out to pinch Conan's face: "I would have forgotten if you hadn't mentioned it. I just asked you to hand over the evidence to Officer Megure. Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"I almost wanted to perform for you." Conan's face was pinched and he spoke incoherently.

"No, you just showed me how to encounter three murders in two days." Chu Ming let go of his hand and said unhappily.

"It's not that exaggerated..." Conan retorted in a weak voice.

Chu Ming didn't say anything, but just gave him a look and let him figure it out for himself.

However, although he looked disgusted, Chu Ming was actually very happy in his heart, and even felt that it was too little.

I wonder if there is any way to strengthen Conan's aura. Conan will be responsible for triggering the case, and he will be responsible for taking away the magnetic field and solving the case at the speed of light. After all, Conan's case solving is too long-winded. By the time he has time to explain, the next case may have already come.

Conan, sitting in the car, felt a chill on his back and couldn't help shivering.

Xiaolan quickly hugged him in her arms and asked with concern: "Conan, what's wrong with you? Are you cold?"

After saying that, she touched his hands and face to see if he had caught a cold.

Conan sat on Xiaolan's lap with a blushing face, letting her hands touch and pinch him.

"Hey, Conan, why is your face so hot? Did you catch a cold and have a fever in the temple?" Xiaolan was a little worried.

Chu Ming held back his laughter and pulled Conan out of his arms: "It's okay, it shouldn't be a cold, I have a way."

After saying that, he put Conan, who he had pulled out, on his other side, away from Xiaolan.

Conan resisted the urge to stab Chu Ming and just stared at him without saying a word.

Chu Ming pretended not to see it and greeted Xiaolan seriously: "Well, Xiaolan, do you think his face is not red now?"

"Really? Brother Chu Ming, you are amazing. You can do everything."

…………

Conan felt physically and mentally hurt, so he went to Professor Agasa to play with some kids from the Junior Detective League.

Sitting in the coffee shop, Chu Ming opened his system panel and added all the magnetic fields he had recently obtained to fighting. Now his fighting skills have reached level 86, and his disguise has reached level 71 after the careful instruction of Vermouth. Now he can disguise himself without spending points on face-pinching.

Great, I saved some points~ and the points I saved can be added to fighting, and the cycle repeats~

He will surely become stronger quietly and then surprise everyone.

Maybe I can catch Gin off guard, and then——hehe~

Looking at the task on the phone, Chu Ming used Matsutake Yusuke's face, drank coffee, and waited for Bo Ben to meet him.

Last time, most of the tasks were assigned to Bourbon, but he has been out playing for a few days, and there are still some tasks left unfinished. Now we need a hardworking and kind little bee to help out ~ Anyway, there is no task that needs to be kept secret.

Bourbon walked into the coffee shop with a swift pace, his face full of resentment, and he started to complain: "I think this task allocation is not very reasonable, what do you think?"

Chu Ming pushed the coffee he ordered in front of him and said, "Why is it unreasonable? Don't I have to drive along when Big Brother is on a mission? Look at Gin and Vodka, and then look at yourself. Your awareness is far worse than Vodka's!"

Bourbon drank the coffee in front of him and retorted dimly: "From what I know, most of the time it's Gin who's driving the car."

Chu Ming became interested when he heard this. He sat up straight and came close to Amuro Toru, asking curiously, "How did you know this? Is this what you intelligence officers are capable of? Is there any other gossip you can share with me?"

Toru Amuro looked at the head that was almost approaching him and stepped back with his coffee.

"You can listen to gossip, but these tasks——"

Chu Ming waved his hand happily: "Okay."

Amuro Toru just smiled, but was so angry at Chu Ming's next words that he almost had a myocardial infarction.

"I heard from Rum that you, Bourbon, love working the most. Since you are so sincere in your request, I, as your big brother, can only fulfill your wish. You have to complete all these tasks by yourself. I will not interfere!"

Looking at Chu Ming, whose face looked righteous and as if he was saying some oath, Toru Amuro's mouth twitched a few times.

"No, no, that's not what I meant—"

Chu Ming interrupted him succinctly: "Okay, stop talking, big brother understands it all, come, drink coffee, it's all in the coffee, cheers!"

Looking at Chu Ming who quickly picked up the cup and clinked glasses with his, Amuro Toru wanted to pour the coffee in his hand on his face.