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

"Brother Chu Ming, who are you messaging with, gnashing your teeth?"

Conan sat in the passenger seat with his head tilted. The other kids were concerned about him, but they were still a little scared to be in the same car with Chu Ming. In the end, only Conan got in Chu Ming's car.

"Nothing, I just wanted to report my safety to the elders at home. It's just that because I caused a big mess this time, the elders are a little - well, maybe very angry." Chu Ming drove the car with one hand while relying on the anti-peeping system he had bought before to reply to the messages from Gin and others under Conan's nose.

In addition to Bourbon's text message, Chu Ming discovered that when the explosion was about to happen, the reporter took pictures of his and Conan's phone calls. Other people might not be able to recognize his voice, but Gin and Rum, who knew his true identity, sent messages to ask about it.

But he was busy catching the bomber with Bourbon and didn't reply.

If Gin hadn't found out about this and sent a message to the outer members, asking them to find a way to capture the bomber, they would have probably come to kill him by now.

Now that the matter has come to an end, Gin said grimly that it was because he was given too much freedom during the previous period that he was too lazy to even reply to the text messages reporting his safety, so he ordered Chu Ming to return to the base as soon as the matter was over.

How can that work!

Wouldn't it be asking for a beating if you go back now?

Relying on the fact that Gin would not come to his house to beat him up, Chu Ming immediately replied to the message, saying that he would be very busy in the near future. As someone with such good interpersonal relationships as him, many people would probably come to him to express their condolences during this period, so he would not return to the organization in the near future.

But don't worry about his safety, brother. Although it is hard and dangerous to infiltrate the police force, he has no choice but to do so for the sake of the organization!

"Brother Chu Ming, that organization..." Conan hesitated to speak. He didn't know how to tell Chu Ming about his speculation. "Did that person approach you to win you over? You have such strong reasoning ability and good skills, right?"

Chu Ming laughed dumbly: "You think too much, don't you? Your imagination is so wild?"

Conan was not convinced and wanted to say something, but Chu Ming freed up a hand to hold his head and said, "Okay, don't worry about it. Let the adults handle this kind of thing. You are still a child, don't think too much."

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"Brother Chu Ming, you clearly know my identity, and you still talk about children! We are the same age, okay!!" Conan broke free from Chu Ming's clutches, his face full of indignation.

Chu Ming simply stopped the car on the side of the road and turned to look at Conan: "You also know your own identity, so you should be more careful. No one knows why he is suddenly interested in me. Maybe he deliberately makes friends with some people in order to disguise his identity? But you are different. Once your identity is discovered by him, do you know how many people will be implicated?"

Conan stopped talking. He knew that his identity couldn't be revealed now, but he would definitely be worried if he saw his good friend interacting with people from that organization!

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Chu Ming smiled gently, "I have a good relationship with the police now. If anything happens, I will seek help from the police in time."

Conan looked at Chu Ming in a daze. Chu Ming usually teased him from time to time, seemingly cunning and bad, but Conan could always feel Chu Ming's protection for him. It was he who dragged Chu Ming, an unrelated person, into the vortex of opposing the organization. Although he seemed to be playing and fighting with Chu Ming on the surface, he still felt very guilty when encountering such a situation.

But he didn't say anything else, but secretly made up his mind to protect Chu Ming.

Chu Ming sent Conan all the way back to the Maori Detective Agency, but on the way he encountered police cars driving back and forth.

Conan poked his head out curiously, and with his sharp eyes he spotted the usual tool man: "Officer Takagi, Officer Takagi, didn't you just catch the bomber? Why haven't you packed up yet?"

When Officer Takagi heard Conan's call, he immediately stepped on the brakes and stuck his head out to talk to Conan: "It's Conan, the bomber ran away! He must have accomplices, so the police are still--"

"Takagi!!" Takagi, who always kept his mouth shut, was severely suppressed by Officer Sato, "Why are you telling everyone everything? Don't cause panic among the people!"

Takagi glanced at Officer Sato, whose face was obviously not good, and obediently retracted his head. Officer Sato was already full of hatred for the bomber because of Matsuda's death before. Now that the bomber had been caught, he could actually be rescued by his accomplices. The anger in his heart was like a volcanic eruption.

Takagi didn't dare to go against Sato, so he could only give Conan an apologetic look and retract his head.

Conan clenched his palms, turned his head and whispered to Chu Ming: "Brother Chu Ming, is it possible that the guy named Amuro did it? He was almost killed in the explosion, so -"

Chu Ming was surprised at Conan's sharp thinking. Conan was right. This was indeed related to Amuro Toru, but he was the one who arranged the person.

What he was thinking was one thing, but Chu Ming denied his guess: "If that's the case, why did they rescue him? According to the capabilities of that organization, wouldn't it be easier to just snipe him out from a distance?"

Conan lowered his head, feeling that what Chu Ming said made some sense, and began to wonder where the bomber might escape to.

Chu Ming did not stay any longer. After saying goodbye to the two police officers, he sent Conan home directly despite Conan's expression trying to persuade him to stay.

"This has nothing to do with reasoning. We can only rely on the police to send someone to investigate. You have stayed outside for too long. Xiaolan will definitely be worried about you. Go back quickly."

Although Conan was reluctant, he knew that this had nothing to do with reasoning, so he could only be sent back to the detective agency obediently.

——o(′^｀)o——

At this time, Base No. 8 was empty except for Toru Amuro and the bomber. The peripheral members sent the bomber here after "rescuing" him.

There was a strong murderous aura lingering around Amuro Toru, and dark thoughts kept emerging in his mind. He squinted his eyes, looked at the room full of torture instruments that Chu Ming had carefully prepared, and revealed a smile that made the bomber tremble with fear.

The bomber was tied up and couldn't move, his legs were weak: "Please let me go, I didn't mean to attack you, I just wanted to take revenge on those damn policemen, I don't think you are someone who has any friendship with those cops, I'm sure you can understand me, right, I - ah - ah -"

Amuro Toru turned a deaf ear to the bomber's screams and just slowly tried out different torture instruments on him. The splattering blood seemed to make his eyes stained with a hint of blood red.

Chu Ming stayed at home and secretly hacked into the surveillance camera of Base No. 8. He watched Amuro Toru's increasingly evil appearance and took a bite of snack with satisfaction.

This is the fake wine that he is about to dye black with his own hands. It gives him a great sense of accomplishment.