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

Looking at Conan who was standing on tiptoe and curiously watching a video with Maori Kogoro next to the computer, Chu Ming picked him up considerately, hoping that he would stay in a good mood so that he could provide him with more emotional points later.

At this time, Xiaolan recognized that Itakura Taku was a famous CG special effects artist a few years ago. This reminded Maori Kogoro.

"He hasn't appeared for so long, could he have been kidnapped?"

"…How is that possible? Dad, you're overthinking it. Who would kidnap a software engineer?"

Soma Ryusuke suddenly remembered something and frowned, saying, "It's not impossible. Do you remember the big man in black clothes, with a burly figure and a Kansai accent who was threatening Itakura when we went to look for Itakura two years ago? He looked like a gangster."

Conan's pupils trembled. The words black clothes, threat, and like the Black Society perfectly triggered his alarm about the Black Organization. Although he had not seen Tequila this time due to Chu Ming's intervention, it did not prevent him from starting to imagine after hearing Soma Ryusuke's description.

"What did he threaten???" Conan jumped out impatiently. After so long, he finally heard some news about the organization.

"When I arrived, I only heard the words 'You are no longer useful', but this possibility is relatively low, after all, that was two years ago."

Conan wanted to ask something, but was hugged away by Xiaolan, who told him not to disturb Kogoro Mouri's work.

Conan was a little anxious, but the best way now was to find Itakura Taku first and then ask him in person. Maybe he would get some news about that organization!

So he started to act cute and give hints to Mouri Kogoro until Mouri Kogoro got his hint. Based on the three different chess boards in the video, he determined that the hotel where Itakura Taku was hiding was the Beika Hotel, and then they rushed there.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Chu Ming felt the magnetic field. He watched coldly as Conan pretended to go to the toilet and tricked the staff into opening the door. At this moment, he was proud of his inspiration when he saw Chu Ming's cold eyes.

"? Brother Chu Ming, why are you looking at me like that?"

"Your frequent urination and urgency and inability to urinate have not yet been cured?" Chu Ming teased him.

???

Conan was so angry that he glared at him with dead fish eyes.

"Mr. Itakura has fallen asleep. I guess it's because he's too tired to finish three programs." Subelu saw Itakura Taku lying on the table and joked with a smile.

Several people gathered around and prepared to wake him up, only to find that Itakura Taku had died of a sudden heart attack.

Conan clenched his palms tightly. Damn it, he finally saw a clue about that organization, but now it's gone again!

However, at this moment, Conan saw the disk with the word "diary" written on it in Itakura Taku's backpack, and he couldn't help but get excited.

Seeing that Kogoro Mori wasn't paying attention, he tiptoed over and prepared to hide secretly.

As his finger got closer and closer to the disk, his heart began to beat nervously, but the moment he touched it, he suddenly found himself flying into the air.

Xiaolan picked up Conan who was running around the crime scene again and said, "Okay, Conan, stop running around. These things are important evidence and cannot be touched."

Damn it, it’s so torturous to see the truth right in front of me but not be able to touch it!

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Soon, Inspector Megure also arrived at the scene. After seeing the familiar people appearing in the familiar murder scene, he was able to calm down and even greet this bastard who ran around all day and increased his workload calmly: "Brother Maori, long time no see. Tokyo was particularly peaceful during the few days you went out to play. But I heard that your journey was very bumpy?"

Well, it seems like nothing was said, but in fact everything was expressed.

Maori Kogoro seemed not to understand his implication. He touched his head and laughed: "It seems that you missed me a lot when I was away, Officer Megure. It's just these events that called me, the famous detective."

Inspector Megure rolled his eyes quietly. The God of Plague is the God of Plague, but he even beautifies himself so well.

Conan just quietly reminded Officer Megure that the disk might be helpful to the case, but he didn't expect that Officer Megure would take the disk away as evidence. How could that be possible?

He solved the case at a lightning speed and knocked down Kogoro Mori with one shot.

He forced his way into Kogoro Mouri's account and asked Inspector Megure, who had always trusted Kogoro Mouri, to help him copy the disk. Then he began to cut the Gordian knot and prepare to directly expose the murderer.

"Mr. Soma Ryusuke, the murderer is you, and the evidence is the Go over there! Mr. Naito, I heard that you have some knowledge of Braille, please take a look at that Go."

Naito Sadahei leaned over to the chessboard, looked at it carefully, and read out the words word by word: "The murderer is Soma, and the evidence is on his watch."

!!!

Everyone looked at Soma Ryusuke in shock. Soma Ryusuke wiped the sweat from his forehead and said defensively, "No, maybe someone is framing me. I——"

Conan interrupted his argument very quickly: "No, the murderer is you, and as mentioned above, the evidence is on your watch, you-"

At this time, the confused Inspector Megure couldn't help but interrupt him: "Um, Brother Maori, can you explain it in more detail? I don't understand. You went out with Brother Chu Ming, and your reasoning method became similar to his. You only talk about the results instead of elaborating on them?"

Conan let out a long sigh, calmed down, and slowly said: "Then I will explain in detail. Actually, Mr. Itakura..."

Chu Ming glanced at Conan, who was blatantly leaning behind the table to reason, and silently changed his sitting position.

Don't be anxious, dear little detective, I will let you meet the member of the organization you have always been thinking about.

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