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

Feeling happy after being praised, Chu Ming turned around and looked at Isogami Hirozo with a smile: "How about it, Mr. Isogami, have you made up your mind now?"

Yokomizo Shigego also stared over with sharp eyes. He also wanted to see the style of the king of trash talk as his brother called him.

Isosuke Hizo's full beard concealed his expression well: "What are you thinking about? I'm so far away from Mr. Kawabata, how can I poison him?"

Chu Ming picked up the towel on his desk and shook it gently: "Of course I used this. Why are there traces of Mr. Kawabata wiping his pants on your towel? Did you use your own towel to replace his towel?"

Isohei Hirozo didn't expect Chu Ming to point out the problem so directly. It was just as Officer Yokomizo said, this young man was indeed observant and had a sharp eye.

"But what if someone wants to frame me? It was so chaotic just now, what if someone took advantage of the chaos to leave this towel here?" Isosuke Haizang looked calm, as if he had already thought of an excuse.

Seeing that he was unwilling to give in, Chu Ming smiled gently: "Actually, I like people like you who won't cry until they see the coffin. After so many cases, many criminals like to deal with the murder weapon or evidence when no one is paying attention at the scene. I don't know if it's for excitement. Because I have experienced a lot, every time a murder occurs and the scene starts to become chaotic, I will take pictures of it all, just for you murderers who like to ask me for evidence."

Chu Ming opened his mobile phone and played a video. When Mr. Kawabata just fell down, many people at the scene stood up and walked towards him. They did not leave until Maori Kogoro signaled everyone to disperse. Among this group of people, Chu Ming pointed to the person in the picture who was holding a towel and exchanging the towel in front of Kawabata Shiro. It was exactly Isso Hirozo.

"Mr. Isogai, it was so chaotic just now. Was there someone controlling your limbs to exchange towels?" Chu Ming teased him.

Isohei was silent. He knew he had lost. He stretched out his hands and let Officer Yokomizo handcuff him. As he walked out, he stopped and stared at Conan with a gentle and apologetic look: "The person I wanted to kill was Kawabata Shiro. If I hadn't——"

Chu Ming interrupted him directly: "Get to the point, I don't have time to listen to your long-winded talk."

"..." Being interrupted by Chu Ming, Isohei Hizou could only continue speaking obediently: "I have applied poison under the turntable. As long as you turn the turntable, your fingers will be sticky with poison. Remember to wash your little brother's hands later, and don't let him take things and put them directly into his mouth..."

Chu Ming nodded and signaled Conan to go wash his hands first. At this time, Xiaolan was already a little fuzzy and was staggering.

When Xiaolan was sent to the hospital, she had already lost consciousness, and her usually bright eyes were tightly closed.

Conan accompanied her with concern, and from time to time he used his hand to test the temperature of Xiaolan's forehead to see if her fever had subsided.

Xiaolan closed her eyes but kept murmuring something.

Chu Ming pricked up his ears and listened carefully, and could barely hear what she said: Killing a person may require a motive, but saving a person does not require a reason.

This should be what Kudo Shinichi said to Vermouth when he rescued the highway killer played by Vermouth in the United States.

It was also because of that incident that Vermouth, who had always felt that angels had never smiled at her, was deeply touched. She regarded Xiaolan as the angel who saved her, and also protected Kudo Shinichi, the son of her old friend, at the top of her heart.

The doctor put an IV drip on Xiaolan and whispered to Maori Kogoro, "Your daughter caught a cold because she was too tired and the cold entered her body. Don't let her get so tired next time."

Kogoro Maori nodded repeatedly. Chu Ming also felt that Xiaolan was too tired. Recently, she has been busy with academic exams, clubs, and taking care of the family's food and drink. Occasionally, she has to pick up her drunk father and take him home. Now there is another kid to take care of. Of course, she will be very tired.

Looking at it this way, Xiaolan is too pitiful...

After the drip was finished, Xiaolan slowly woke up. When she opened her eyes, Conan was putting his forehead against hers to measure her temperature.

"Sister Xiaolan's fever has gone down." Conan stood up straight, his eyes full of excitement.

"Ah, you finally woke up, Xiaolan. The doctor said you were too tired. Next time, don't be so busy with schoolwork and clubs." Then, Maori Kogoro asked casually, "By the way, when you were unconscious just now, you kept muttering something about saving people without thinking too much..."

Xiaolan sat up with a flushed face: "No, Dad, please don't say it, that's what I have always wanted to--"

Before she could finish her words, she stopped talking in annoyance, and her face was as red as Conan, who suddenly shrank to the side of the bed with only half of his face exposed.

She lay back on the bed stiffly and pulled up the quilt: "This sentence is my motto, don't say it again in the future, Dad!"

Looking at the two people who were obviously shy, Chu Ming said goodbye with a smile and went home first.

He sent the video of Xiaolan that he shot today to Vermouth: "Look, sister, you have a little fan~"

Vermouth opened the video in surprise, and saw the girl whom she regarded as a beam of light and an angel in the video smiling with starry eyes and full of longing: "...My favorite movie star is Sharon Wynyard. She is really amazing. Not only is she an excellent actress, but she is also very kind to others. I had the honor of meeting her once. At that time, she..."

After watching the video, a gentle smile unconsciously appeared on Vermouth's face. She immediately saved the video, her fingers unconsciously placed on the girl's cheek in the video, watched the video over and over again, and listened to the girl's words of praise for her over and over again.

This is what her angel said about her.

After a long time, Vermouth finally recovered from her excitement and suddenly began to wonder why Granburch sent this video to her? Did he discover something that provoked her to reveal her true identity?

She thought for a long time before sending a message: "Isn't this the detective's daughter? Why, do you want to do something to her?"

If Granburch really wanted to take action, how could he save the lives of his godson and his angel...