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

Kogoro Mouri never expected that he would hear the same complaints as Inspector Megure in Osaka. In order to clear his own grievances, he couldn't help but try to put the blame on Chu Ming who had just arrived.

But when he thought that this boy was as powerful as his daughter, or perhaps even more lethal, he thought about it and decided to change the target.

He leaned close to Officer Otaki's ear and said mysteriously, "It's not me. In fact, you should be talking about your chief's son."

Officer Otaki was skeptical and couldn't help but look at Chu Ming: "Really? Heiji is here too?"

Thanks for the invitation, but it’s no use looking at me. They are all responsible for this incident and no one can escape responsibility.

Chu Ming avoided the main point: "Hattori just tied Conan up with a rope and said he wanted to go upstairs to check."

"Even when Heiji was not around, you discovered a lot of cases in Tokyo. Megure told us all about it when he came to Osaka for exchanges." Officer Otaki stared at Kogoro Mouri with a look that said, "Don't try to explain yourself, I understand."

"But your chief's son has encountered a lot of cases every day, right?" Maori Kogoro argued with him, "Besides, I didn't encounter a case in the past few years. Either I was asked to find a cat or to collect evidence of infidelity. It was not until that boy came to my house that I encountered a case - huh?"

Maori Kogoro suddenly realized, he clenched his right fist and hammered it into his left palm: "I know! It's Conan! Since the night Xiaolan brought him back! I encountered a case every time I went out! So the real plague god is him!!!"

Chu Ming looked at Kogoro Maori who seemed to have solved the mystery of the century, and silently applauded him in his heart. Congratulations on discovering the truth of the world, but don't be modest. If the three of you get together, it would at least be a serial murder case.

Officer Otaki didn't believe it at all. He frowned and looked at Maori Kogoro: "Mr. Maori, you are wrong. Why are you putting the blame on a child? Conan is just a child. What can he do?"

Maori Kogoro had no choice but to change the subject: "I think Mr. Kato must have committed suicide. It was raining so hard, who would go up to the roof? And he was wearing a flammable sweater, which is the best evidence that he went up to the roof and set himself on fire."

"Why did Kato commit suicide? I didn't expect it at all..."

"Yes, when he heard that he could come to Osaka for sightseeing, he was excited for a long time."

"..."

The members of the tour group were talking to each other, and some questioned Kogoro Mori's judgment.

However, Katagiri Maho and Kusaya Arihiro refuted what they said and tried to completely make Kato's death a suicide, so as to prevent the police from continuing to investigate and delaying their search for the treasure.

But soon, Conan and Hattori, who were searching for evidence on the roof, also came down. Hattori was carrying an evidence bag with a lighter with a closed lid in it, which was used to overturn the theory of Kogoro Mouri's suicide.

As expected of you, you are Hattori. As far as equipment is concerned, you have surpassed Conan. He has never carried an evidence bag with him and has always used a handkerchief to handle everything.

Hattori talked to Officer Otaki about the clues Conan found on the roof. The more he talked, the more excited he became, and the umbrella unconsciously tilted further and further to the side. Conan, who was already half wet from the raindrops due to the height difference, was now completely exposed in the rain. With his head soaked by the rain, he raised his head with a dark face.

At this time, Hattori was already carrying an umbrella and going with Officer Otaki to check the deceased's personal belongings, completely forgetting that there was a dwarf at his feet.

Chu Ming took out a new umbrella from his system backpack while no one was paying attention to him and threw it into Conan's arms: "I just bought it at the convenience store. You use it first. It's windy and rainy, and you're the only one without an umbrella. Why do you think you're better than others who have umbrellas?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Conan shivered in the cool breeze.

Chu Ming could only quickly go to the police to borrow a piece of cloth, unfold it and wrap Conan up: "Are you still cold now? Don't catch a cold."

Conan held the umbrella in one hand and the cloth in the other. He shook his head and said, "Thank you, Brother Chu Ming. I'm fine. This cloth looks familiar."

Chu Ming's eyes were a little vague when he heard this: "Really? Hahaha, a little bit, but this cloth is clean, I have seen it."

Conan looked at Chu Ming suspiciously, and happened to see two police officers coming to Kato's body with a stretcher, covering it with a piece of cloth that looked particularly familiar to him, and then carrying the person away.

???

Conan looked down at the white cloth on his body in disbelief: "Brother Chu Ming, are you holding the same cloth that the police used just now?"

Tell me it’s not ahh ...

Chu Ming squatted down and said earnestly: "Conan, don't look at things from the surface. It doesn't matter whether the cat is black or white, as long as it catches mice, it is a good cat. Don't care where the cloth is from. As long as it can keep you warm, isn't that enough?"

Seeing Conan's emotional conversion points constantly refreshed, Chu Ming finally felt guilty and remembered his sustainability principle. He patted his head and said, "It's new, just unpacked. No one, no corpse, has used it. Don't worry."

Although they were teasing Conan, there was nothing wrong with the conversation they were having.

After looking at Mr. Kato's personal belongings, Kazuha told Hattori about the conversation between Toyama Ginjiro and Hattori Heizo that she overheard in the car last night.

Conan also put aside his psychological discomfort and pulled the cloth to get closer to look at the scroll unfolded in Hattori's hand.

"There is only one word 'dragon' on it, and the rest has all been torn off." Hattori turned the scroll in his hand over and over again, but could not see any mechanism.

Hattori was standing, and Conan couldn't see clearly even with his head tilted back. However, with an umbrella in one hand and a cloth in the other, he had no hands free to signal Hattori to squat down, so he could only stand on tiptoe and try to raise himself.

In the end, Hattori inadvertently saw Conan's embarrassment, and he squatted down with a smile, handed the scroll in his hand to Conan, and mocked his current appearance.

After being ridiculed by his friends, Conan had given up struggling. He cleverly changed the subject: "What did Mr. Kato want to hint to us when he held our umbrella?"

Chu Ming also squatted like them: "Maybe he wanted to say, bring the umbrella over to me, the rain is falling on my face."

The good atmosphere of reasoning was instantly interrupted by Chu Ming. Conan and Hattori resisted the urge to push away Chu Ming who was making trouble, and turned their backs to Chu Ming and started reasoning on their own.

Eventually, the two thought of rain from holding an umbrella, and of the Dragon and Tiger Stone in Osaka Castle from rain, and finally they discovered that the words on the scroll needed to be exposed to rain to be visible.

……

No, he just pinched your umbrella. How did you come to this connection?

Or in other words, Mr. Kato was obviously about to die, so why did he have the brain to think so hard and leave you this kind of death message!

Are you really not making this up?