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

"Mr. Mouri, is Xiaolan okay now?" Tomoaki Shinide was carrying a bag of juicy fruits and a bouquet of flowers. Just as he was about to ask the nurse about Xiaolan's ward, he saw Kogoro Mouri coming out downstairs to get some fresh air with a worried look on his face.

"Is this Doctor Shinide? The result of yesterday's examination showed that she had temporarily lost her memory, but fortunately she still has some common sense. Doctor Watanabe said that what we need to do now is to use gentle means to stimulate her memory and see if we can make her remember."

"Doctor Watanabe?" Tomoaki Niide—that is, Vermouth—was stunned. The one with the last name Watanabe in Beika Hospital... Could it be that bastard Lafitte? But he wasn't a psychiatrist, so why would he cause trouble?

Vermouth began to consider whether she should use her connections in the United States to find a reliable psychologist to come back and see Xiaolan.

Following Kogoro Mouri into the ward, as soon as she entered the door, Vermouth saw Lafitte gently explaining the precautions to Eri Kisaki. Chu Ming was lying on the recliner by the window playing with his mobile phone. Xiaolan looked calm, leaning on the bed with a somewhat melancholy look in her eyes.

Chu Ming was playing with his phone and turned around unintentionally: "Is the new doctor here too?"

Watching Vermouth squeeze aside Lafitte beside the bed without leaving a trace, placing fruits and flowers on the bedside table, looking into Xiaolan's clear eyes, and speaking to her gently, Chu Ming couldn't help but give Xiaolan a thumbs up. Wow, Xiaolan is a trap for some organization, with three core members of the organization in one ward.

"Sister Xiaolan, we are here to see you~" Ayumi knocked on the door gently, and the children obediently followed Dr. Agasa into the ward.

"Sister Xiaolan, I'm Ayumi, these two are Genta and Mitsuhiko. Ai was supposed to come with us, but when we got to the door, she suddenly felt unwell, so the doctor asked her to rest in the car. We'll bring her to see you next time~"

Chu Ming looked over there when he heard that. Of course he felt uncomfortable. There were three bottles of wine here, and none of them were fake. The alcohol concentration was seriously exceeded. Huihara Ai's alcohol alarm was probably about to explode.

"Thank you, but I'm sorry, I still can't remember anyone now..." Xiaolan looked apologetic.

Several children were chattering nearby. Vermouth stood beside Chu Ming, pretending to chat casually. She asked curiously, "I remember there was a professional psychologist at Mika Hospital. Why did Watanabe take over?"

Chu Ming turned off his phone. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he whispered to Belmode, "He's competing for the job. He's attracted by the skeleton of that little girl. He's trying to improve her favorability while she's losing her memory."

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What the hell??? What does Lafitte want to do with this thing???

Vermouth was in turmoil inside, but she was able to remain calm on the surface only thanks to her decades of acting experience.

Chu Ming revealed the news to Vermouth with malicious intentions and then just left it alone. Let the old monster worry about it. He is still young, and worrying too much will make him old.

Suddenly, three people in different directions turned their heads to look at the door at the same time and made a gesture. Chu Ming leaned over and quietly approached the door. Vermouth took over the conversation tacitly, signaling everyone not to pause and continue chatting, making it easier for Chu Ming to approach and paralyze the other party at the same time.

Amid the sound of people chatting, Chu Ming pulled the door open. Fenghu Kyosuke, who was eavesdropping at the door, was leaning against the door, but was pulled away and staggered, taking a few steps inside.

"Doctor Fuuto?"

Facing everyone's puzzled gazes, Fenghu Kyosuke stood firm, gritted his teeth secretly, glanced at Chu Ming who was holding the handle in his hand, and a hint of murderous intent flashed across his face.

"Well... I was thinking that Dr. Watanabe is a surgeon after all, and different professions are different, so I came to see if he needed any help..."

Lafitte silently took out his phone and put the photo of his first-level psychological counseling certificate in front of Fenghu Kyousuke: "Do you think I need it?"

"..." Having his excuse rejected, Fenghuo Kyosuke clenched his fist and said with a dry laugh, "Since it's not necessary, I'll leave first."

After saying this, he hurriedly left the scene.

Chu Ming looked at his fleeing back and touched his chin: "It's a bit suspicious."

"Indeed, the way Doctor Fudo staggered into the room just now indicated that he was leaning against the door sideways." Conan made a gesture of leaning against the door sideways, turned around and said to Maori Kogoro, "Doctor Fudo was probably eavesdropping. Is there a possibility that before Xiaolan fell into a coma, she actually saw the murderer's face? And the murderer was Doctor Fudo, and he came to eavesdrop just to see if Xiaolan remembered him..."

Vermouth listened to Conan's reasoning proudly, but in order to prevent Chu Ming and Lafitte next to her from noticing anything unusual, she quickly covered for Conan: "Conan is still so smart. It seems that following Mr. Maori will really benefit him a lot."