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

Chu Ming was chatting with Amuro Toru casually when suddenly two people came in one after the other.

As they walked, one of the unkempt men kept complaining that his job was too boring and unproductive, and that he was ready to find a better job.

Chu Ming clearly saw a flash of murderous intent in the eyes of the man in front of him after hearing his complaint.

This discovery made him sit up straight, and he was looking forward to the magnetic field later.

As Amuro Toru was talking, he noticed that Chu Ming's gaze had shifted, so he looked over there too.

"What happened to these two people?"

Chu Ming turned around, his mouth slightly raised, with a bit of evil in his eyes: "I saw something interesting."

"Interesting stuff?" Amuro Toru was stunned for a moment, then tilted his head to take a closer look, but didn't find anything, "What's interesting about it?"

"I saw a boss who only made big promises and an employee who didn't want to work hard. According to the Rice Flower Law——"

——One of these two people must be missing. However, Chu Ming did not tell Amuro Toru about this law he had drawn up.

So Amuro Toru was confused: "Rice Flower Law?"

Conan had been secretly staring at the two men through the pillar and saw that their eyes - especially the black man - were looking at the two people who had just come in through the window.

Is this their goal?

Conan's heart tightened and he touched his pocket, because he didn't bring any equipment with him when he went out to play with the kids from the detective team.

Even the anesthetic needle had not been used for several days because Chu Ming had been busy solving cases recently, so he took it down and asked the doctor to maintain it.

What should I do? What if they suddenly attack and hurt people? How can I stop them?

Or are these two people just here to drink coffee like they did in the cinema?

Just then, the boss, Kazuo Ohara, looked at the time, stood up and said he wanted to go to the bathroom.

"Tsk, he's worthy of being the big boss. He always chooses a good time to go to the toilet, as if he can't defecate at other times." Chu Ming, who had been secretly observing over there, muttered secretly.

"..."

Toru Amuro nodded in agreement involuntarily, but halfway through he suddenly realized what was happening and froze, could only use silence to hide his embarrassment.

After a while, Kazuo Ohara sucked his fingers, opened the door and walked out.

Chu Ming looked disgusted: "Hey, he actually came out sucking his fingers!"

Amuro Toru, who originally didn't think there was anything wrong, suddenly understood what Chu Ming meant. He frowned and felt nauseous.

"You're so disgusting..."

Chu Ming felt that he was wronged and couldn't help but complain: "What does it have to do with me? It's not like I was hiding in the toilet to eat--"

Just as Chu Ming and Amuro Toru were debating, a truck suddenly broke through the door of the cafe, crashed into the booth, and directly knocked over the table of the two people, crushing Toru Aida who was staying at the table under the wheels.

Oh, that ash table with old elm wood tabletop——

Chu Ming felt sorry for the coffee shop for a second with evil humor.

Unlike the panic-stricken people around him, Chu Ming saw the person crushed under the wheels and a glimmer of joy flashed across his eyes.

Today's magnetic field acquisition 1/1 has been completed.

Conan looked at the man who was pressed down so that only one hand was exposed, and subconsciously looked in the direction of Chu Ming and Amuro Toru, but found that the two had not moved since they entered the door. Could it be like what happened in the cinema before?

But these two people had been looking over there before, maybe this car was a trap they set...

Conan's face was solemn, and he was observing the movements of the two people out of the corner of his eye. But at this moment, he caught a glimpse of a smug smile on Kazuo Ohara's lips.

this--!

——This is a proof question~

Chu Ming, who also saw the smile, withdrew his gaze with understanding, but met Amuro Toru's eyes full of doubt again.

"Why are you looking at me? Did you just realize today that your brother is so handsome?"

"...Brother, you were staring at that place before. Did you know something?" Toru Amuro asked tentatively.

Chu Ming shook his finger: "In Mihua Town, there is an iron rule."

"Hmm?" Amuro Toru pricked up his ears curiously.

"No one who resigns has a good ending. Most of them leave their original company lying down." Chu Ming said mysteriously like a charlatan.

"???" Amuro Toru looked at Chu Ming with a serious face. Was he warning him? Telling him not to have second thoughts? Anyone who betrayed the organization would only die?

Amuro Toru pursed his lips and implicitly expressed his loyalty to Chu Ming: "Yes, if you want to resign, you will die."

"???" Chu Ming looked at Toru Amuro who suddenly said this, and felt a little confused. Was his train of thought connected to Gin's? He was stuck in this pattern all day long.

Conan wandered around outside for a long time. Chu Ming didn't say much this time. Although he was dissatisfied with Conan's cumbersome and lengthy process of solving the case, he was already suspected by Conan last time in the cinema because he talked too much nonsense. It was not easy to dispel Conan's suspicion, so he couldn't waste it again this time.

It’s not easy to train a tool person these days…

By this time, the police had already found the driver of the truck and were asking him to cooperate with the investigation.

President Ohara began to force himself to play a role, and the first thing he said was old Oscar.

He covered his eyes with one hand, seeming to be grief-stricken: "Aida, Aida, he is my most important right-hand man - without him, our company will really, really be finished~ah~"

Chu Ming analyzed it like reading comprehension: he covered his eyes to show his reluctance and sadness at the scene in front of him; he repeated the name and "really" twice to emphasize the importance of this person to him; the last sentence had twists and turns, fully showing his inner sadness and pain.

Well, it’s not bad. President Ohara’s performance was pretty good, but it was a bit ugly.