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

"Yes, Conan's brain has become more and more clever recently." Chu Ming nodded and rubbed Conan's hair. "He's become much lighter. He's almost bald."

Conan protected his head with his hands in dissatisfaction, looking angry, just like a child indeed.

Lafitte himself didn't suspect anything, and since the two of them were singing the same tune, he didn't think too much about it.

Kogoro Mouri hurried out to tell Officer Megure outside Conan's analysis. Officer Megure frowned and transferred Takagi to protect Xiaolan. At the same time, he listed Kyosuke Fudo as a suspect and asked people to investigate whether he might have committed the crime.

"In that case, why not let Xiaolan be discharged from the hospital?" Vermouth took the opportunity to suggest that Xiaolan stay away from Lafitte. "After all, if that doctor is the murderer, it would be extremely disadvantageous for Xiaolan to stay in his home turf. On the contrary, letting Xiaolan stay in a familiar environment will be more helpful for her memory recovery."

"Okay, I'll move back during this period. I guess Xiaolan will feel much more relaxed with me around." Hime Eri made the decision happily.

Maori Kogoro was horrified: "No! I don't agree, this will not make me feel relaxed! !"

Fei Yingli didn't even look at him: "What does your mood have to do with me? It's enough for Xiaolan to be relaxed."

Without waiting for Maori Kogoro to say anything, he waved his hand to stop him from speaking: "Okay, it's settled."

Then he turned to Chu Ming and the others and said with a smile: "It's all thanks to you this time. Dr. Shinde, Dr. Watanabe and Chu Ming, why don't you all have a simple meal together? I will cook for you myself."

Vermouth's eyes swept across Maori Kogoro and Conan's faces, followed her sixth sense, and declined the invitation of Hime Eri: "No, I have something else to do at school, maybe next time."

Hime Eri did not force it, but just looked at Lafitte and Chu Ming with inquiring eyes. Even though he saw the looks of Mouri Kogoro and Conan, Lafitte still agreed immediately, and Chu Ming also agreed after thinking about it.

Vermouth gritted her teeth. If she had known that Lafitte could not resist the temptation, she would have agreed to go... Is it too late to change her mind now?

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"That's my desk, and I used to sit there and work on some big cases."

Chu Ming added in a low voice: "Big case\u003dDrinking, listening to the radio betting on horses, and watching the Okino Yoko show."

Maori Kogoro quickly pulled Chu Ming away: "Go away, go away, don't disturb me helping Xiaolan recover her memory."

Chu Ming complained unhappily: "Uncle also knows that he is helping Xiaolan recover her memory. You are clearly taking the opportunity to tamper with her memory."

Kogoro Mouri drove Chu Ming to sit on the sofa like a chicken, while he and Conan continued to go upstairs with Xiaolan.

Chu Ming sat for a while and didn't see Lafitte, so he followed the noise and went to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Lafitte was holding a scalpel with a serious face, carefully cutting the beef in front of him as rigorously and seriously as if he was performing surgery. Next to him was a pile of cubes of potatoes and carrots of exactly the same size.

Fei Yingli also had a solemn look on her face, stirring the pot continuously with the soup spoon in her hand. In the pot, the dark brown unknown liquid was bubbling due to boiling, like poison in a witch's pot of magic, and a few pieces of cooked vegetable leaves floated up from time to time.

Chu Ming felt that he had lost his appetite instantly. On the contrary, Lafitte was still in high spirits: "This color is really beautiful. Your cooking skills are really great. Should I add some salt now?"

Fei Yingli's face was flushed with praise. She took the salt shaker and generously sprinkled a large handful of salt down: "Is that enough?"

Chu Ming swallowed his saliva. This, this is a bit exaggerated... Is it really a 1:1 ratio of water and salt?

"That's enough. I heard that adding some sugar will make it more flavorful." Lafitte gave Fei Yingli a thumbs up and instructed her to continue adding seasoning.

“……” Chu Ming silently left the kitchen, turned around and ran towards the door.

"Brother Chu Ming, where are you going?" Conan and Maori Kogoro had just brought Xiaolan down from upstairs. Seeing Chu Ming running towards the door as if there was a dog chasing him, they couldn't help but ask.

Chu Ming pointed to the kitchen: "Auntie Hetian and Yingli are cooking. I saw the soup in the pot in front of her, which was glowing with colorful black light. I suddenly felt that I should not be hungry anymore. Otherwise, I will say goodbye today and come back tomorrow-"

Conan hugged Chu Ming's thighs and said, "No, don't run away. You are not allowed to run away alone! Uncle, hold him back!"

Maori Kogoro also grabbed Chu Ming's arm and dragged him into the house: "It's rare for Yingli to cook in person. We can't run away, but you still want to run away?"

Seeing the door so close to him getting farther and farther away, Chu Ming was angry and said, "You guys are getting wet in the rain, but you want to tear up other people's umbrellas - to steal the bamboo shoots. The giant panda is going to starve to death!!"

Amid the noise, Fei Yingli brought a bowl of black and green stuff to the table: "Come and eat! Potato soup, the rest of you go wash your hands and prepare for dinner, stop playing."

Lafitte also brought a bowl of purple...meat? ? He was smiling and inviting Xiaolan and Conan to sit down and eat.

"...Uh, what is this?" Conan looked at this and that, but still couldn't pick up his chopsticks under the expectant eyes of Hime Eri and Lafitte, so he could only quietly push Kogoro Mouri.

Lafitte proudly said: "This is beef bourguignon!

"??? What? This is red wine beef? Is the red wine expired? It's turned blue and purple..."

Chu Ming's face was solemn. He swallowed hard the piece of beef in his mouth that tasted like wood chips, but tasted sweet, salty and a little bitter. He was doubting his life. Who was he? What was he doing? Why did he eat something that even pigs wouldn't eat?

He took Lafitte's bowl in revenge, poured him a large bowl of thick soup and placed it in front of him: "Come on, eat, you're welcome, Auntie Yingli's cooking skills are really good."

Lafitte remained calm, gulped down a big mouthful as if he had no sense of taste, and gave a thumbs up: "It's really delicious!"

Lafitte is so horrible for his collection...

Chu Ming felt ashamed of himself, and then, under the grateful gazes of Maori Kogoro and Conan, he filled up his soup again: "If you think it tastes good, then eat more. If it's not enough, I think there seems to be more in the pot."

Fei Yingli smiled from ear to ear: "It's okay, if it's not enough, I'll make more."

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The meal was a great success for both the host and the guests. Chu Ming took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention and secretly put a bowl of soup and a few pieces of red wine beef made by Lafitte in a thermos box and put them into the system backpack, intending to take them out when he had time to let Gin and Vodka taste Lafitte's craftsmanship.

After dinner, because Xiaolan had just mentioned upstairs that she and Shinichi had been to the Tropical Park, Xiaolan expressed her desire to go there. Kissing Eri was a little worried at first, but Mouri Kogoro said that the police had found out that something was wrong with Kyosuke Fudo and had sent people to follow him, so it shouldn't be a problem for Xiaolan to go to the Tropical Park now.

Chu Ming looked at Conan who was excitedly preparing to go to the amusement park with Mao Lilan, rolled his eyes, took out his mobile phone and called Sonoko...

"Okay Conan, you guys go, and be careful on the road~" Chu Ming smiled and waved to Conan and Xiaolan, standing at the door and watching them get into the taxi.

"Brother Chu Ming, aren't you guys going? Just me and Sister Xiaolan?" Conan was a little unbelievable. The murderer hasn't been caught yet? Is there no one to protect them?

"Don't worry, it's okay." Chu Ming smiled and signaled Conan to leave quickly.

After the taxi drove away, Chu Ming quickly took Lafitte and drove back to his home, handing him a set of black clothes that Lafitte was particularly familiar with.

"What are you doing?" Lafitte took the clothes with a puzzled look on his face. "Is this Gin's clothes? Why did you steal his clothes and ask me to hide them for you?"

Chu Ming rolled his eyes in annoyance: "Am I sick that I stole his clothes? We need to help Xiaolan recover her memory, so we need to recreate the experience of the day when Kudo Shinichi took Xiaolan out for a ride. Kudo Shinichi solved a case on the roller coaster that day, and Gin and Vodka were also on the roller coaster at the time. Although I don't know why they had to go for a ride before the deal, you are the most suitable person to dress up as Gin here. The wig I wore as Gin before got tangled at the bottom of the box... I'll just be a bit wronged and dress up as Vodka. You don't have to imitate Gin too much, just act like an ordinary passenger."

Lafitte put on his black clothes with a look of disgust: "Why is it so troublesome? Does it have to be so realistic? Is that kid with glasses playing the role of Kudo Shinichi? I can also play the role of Kudo Shinichi, why does it have to be Gin?"

"Because your hair is long." Chu Ming had already changed into Vodka's costume and was helping him disguise himself. He reminded him worriedly, "In their eyes, we are just playing the role of an ordinary passenger. Don't expose the organization! This is a voice changer provided by Dr. Agasa. Just hide it under the turtleneck sweater."

"Stop talking, let's go."

Although he said he was not happy about it, Lafitte was actually very interested in this kind of fun thing. Look, he had already put up the gin stand.