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

The arrow is already on the string. If I don't shoot it now, won't I hurt my hand?

Besides, it would be more suspicious if he kept acting drunk and then suddenly stopped, okay?

So, now that you've started to get drunk, just have some fun with the alcohol.

Chu Ming looked at his current posture with Conan. He was half-squatting on the ground, holding Conan with one hand and bringing the bowl to his mouth with the other. Conan was forced to put his waist on his hand and lean back hard, almost performing a backbend for everyone.

Chu Ming regretfully let go of Conan's hand, letting him fall freely. He then held the bowl and complained to himself: "Forget it, Dalang probably thinks that the soup I make is not as delicious as the soup served by other sisters. From now on, I will no longer bother Dalang and go to find Ximen Qing!"

Then he stood up slowly, holding the bowl in his hands and sat back at the table.

Vermouth resigned herself to cleaning up the mess for him, and quickly walked up to help Conan, who had suddenly fallen to the ground and was covering his head with a confused look on his face, "Little brother, are you okay? She was drunk and didn't mean it... Does your head hurt?"

Conan was speechless. Before he could say anything, Maori Kogoro waved his hand and said, "It's okay. This lady is so pretty. She definitely didn't mean it. Conan is a tough guy. It's okay if he falls."

Feeling the points increasing due to Conan's emotional fluctuations, Chu Ming felt that he could not show that he was awake.

On the other side, Kogumi Wenping, who had finally killed the president and was kneeling beside the president and shouting to try to attract everyone's attention, looked at the lively scene on the other side and couldn't help but complain.

Someone died here!!! Don’t you guys come and take a look???

Fortunately, Kogoro Mouri still remembered that he was a detective. He remembered that someone was shouting nearby, so he quickly directed several people to disperse.

"Call the police quickly. Stay away from the president, he is dead."

Call the police? Will the police come later? A case has occurred, and it is obviously impossible to take Chu Ming away at this time.

Vermouth looked at Chu Ming with some worry. He had just been making a lot of noise, but now he had calmed down again. She hoped that when the police arrived, Chu Ming would not suddenly make a scene.

After a while, the police car arrived at the door of the bar.

"It's you again... Why are you at the murder scene again?" Officer Megure gritted his teeth, "Can't you just stay at home!"

"Hahaha, as a famous detective, there are cases coming to me all the time. I am also very troubled. Hahaha..." Kogoro Mouri scratched his head and laughed heartily.

"..."

The forensic police officer pointed at the red spot on Shuji Usuda's neck and said, "The deceased should have died of suffocation caused by nerve agent. The red spot on his neck should have been caused by a sharp object coated with poison and then stabbed into his neck."

"Have you questioned all the suspects?"

"We have asked everyone. The only people present at the scene at the time, apart from the three colleagues who were sitting next to the deceased and from the same company, were the bartender, Mr. Maori, Conan, and a man and a woman over there. But the lady didn't cooperate with the investigation and questioning. Her companion said she was drunk..."

"Drunk?" Officer Megure walked forward suspiciously, ready to question him personally, "Hello, young lady, please cooperate with our investigation."

Chu Ming remained seated, tilted his head and whispered to Officer Megure, "Shh, don't talk in class, the teacher is watching you."

"..."

Inspector Megure could only turn to ask Vermouth, "Sir, where were you and what were you doing when the incident happened?"

Vermouth could only repeat what she had just said to the police officer: "My name is Ichiro Yoshikawa, and this is my friend Ranko Baili. Today I was planning to bring her here to experience the peach-flavored cocktail that this bar has recently launched, which is suitable for women. But I didn't expect that she couldn't handle the alcohol. When the case happened, my companion was drunk and crazy, and my attention was all on my companion. I didn't notice anything else. Officer, you can ask Detective Maori about this."

Maori Kogoro who followed over nodded: "Indeed, at that time, Miss Bailey... uh, was still drunk and was grabbing Conan to give him water. We were all trying to stop her, so we hardly noticed what was going on."

After confirming that these two people were not suspects, Inspector Megure did not stay here for long and continued to look for clues.

Seeing Chu Ming sitting there obediently, and looking at her godson starting to solve the case, Vermouth suddenly felt itchy and her body involuntarily began to lean over there, and then she leaned more and more, and finally her whole body squeezed over there.

……

"Inspector Megure, I already know the truth!!" Maori Kogoro's excited voice sounded, "I think the murderer must be the customer who just had a conflict with the deceased. After the crime, he took the murder weapon away, so we can't find the whereabouts of the murder weapon in the store!!"

"Although I thought so, it's not the case!" Maori Kogoro's voice suddenly sounded from the corner. Chu Ming glanced at Conan hiding behind him. Isn't this a bit too open and aboveboard? He's still sitting here? Can you respect a drunk person?

"It's actually very simple to get the murder weapon out of our sight, Officer Takagi, have you bought the bath bomb I asked you to buy just now?"

"Buy it, buy it." Officer Takagi took out a whole bag of bath balls from a plastic bag and placed it on the table.

"Okay, Conan! You do the experiment according to what I just said."

"Okay~" Conan cut off his voice in a second and ran out from behind Chu Ming, concentrating on demonstrating to everyone what a film box rocket is, how much water to put in first, how to put the ball in, and then...

When he finally finished the demonstration and turned around to go back to his old place, he was shocked to find that Miss Baili, who had been sitting there obediently, had come close to Maori Kogoro at some point, and while Maori Kogoro was unconscious from the anesthetic needle, she had already pierced Maori Kogoro's head with seven or eight small needles!!!

It was known that Maori Kogoro was knocked unconscious by Conan. Vermouth, who was watching Conan doing the experiment with an auntie smile, was even more shocked. Wasn't Chu Ming still sitting there just now? ? How did he come here in the blink of an eye? ? ?

Sure enough, if the child is quiet, he must be acting like a monster.

"Ah - Baili sister, what are you... doing?" Conan asked in surprise.

"?" Chu Ming tilted his head, pretending to be cute, pinching his throat and speaking in a baby voice: "I braided his braids with his consent~ I asked him if he wanted to do it, and I did it only after he nodded."

"He...how did the uncle agree to it?" Conan hesitated. Could it be that Uncle Maori was not fainted?

Chu Ming held Maori Kogoro's head with his hands: "Xiaohua Xiaohua, can I help you braid your hair?"

Then he moved his hands up and down and said in a gruff voice: "Okay."

Taking two steps back, Chu Ming looked innocent and said, "That's how he agreed."