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

Chu Ming nodded vigorously, indicating that there was nothing wrong with Gin's summary.

Although he made use of Conan's scientific power, luck also played a role. Why weren't other people's mission targets Conan's targets?

He is also lucky to have the halo of the god of death!

So to round it up! He is just lucky!!!

He is the last lucky king of the winery!

But it was obvious that although Chu Ming said so much, Gin didn't believe it at all. Instead, he thought that Chu Ming was acting crazy again and started talking nonsense.

Gin lowered his eyes and thought to himself, what method did Granburrch use to insinuate someone to kill someone in front of him just now?

But no matter how hard he tried to recall, he couldn't find any clues. Ever since he knew that Ed McCann was the target of the mission, Granburch seemed to have always been by his side. He had not had any verbal or physical communication with anyone, nor had he made any unnecessary movements or words. Could it really be a coincidence as he said?

But if one mission was a coincidence, it can’t be that every mission is a coincidence!

Gin, who never believed in luck and only relied on his strength, was 800% skeptical of Chu Ming's words.

Gin frowned slightly, looked up at the window that was shattered by bullets, and fell into deep thought.

——(゜-゜)——

Just now, when the police were questioning, they took Chu Ming and Gin, who were following Hattori and others, to the room where the deceased was to inquire about the information, so now everyone is surrounding the body, watching Kogoro Mouri and Hattori checking the condition of the body.

Because the case involved his idol and Gin was still there, Conan remembered what Chu Ming had told him and was not as active at the crime scene as before, which made Kogoro Mouri a little uncomfortable. While inspecting the scene, he stared at Conan from time to time, as if he was a little confused.

Just as Gin was thinking about how much of what Chu Ming had just said was true and how much was false, Maori Kogoro, who did not have Conan's help, had already started brainstorming based on the death message of the deceased, who had one hand holding a belt and the other hand making the number three gesture before his death, and he came up with a series of irrelevant inferences.

Gin looked at Kogoro Mouri, who did not look like a detective at all and whose reasoning was full of loopholes. He expressed deep doubts about what Chu Ming had said before, that Detective Mouri would be able to solve the case soon.

Officer Otaki was also confused. He leaned close to Hattori's ear, covered his mouth and asked quietly: "Is this really the state of Detective Mori when he is investigating a case? Why does it feel completely different from before? There is no trace of the sleeping Kogoro at all."

Hattori's mouth twitched. This expression was of course because Uncle Mori was awake now and had not been replaced by Kudo. However, even though he complained, he still had to cover up for him. He was also helping Kudo to conceal his identity.

"Maybe it's because the uncle is a little drunk today, and his mind is not as clear as before, so his reasoning is a little confused..."

After forcibly saving his dignity, Hattori immediately changed the subject: "But we should immediately check if the guests have any reaction to the smoke, right? After all, we have discovered that the murder weapon was a gun."

Gin was standing close to him. After hearing what Hattori said, he had already quietly put his hands into his coat pockets, thinking about where to break out from. Fortunately, he had been wearing a hat, covering half of his face, and Granburch had changed his appearance, so he didn't need to worry about his identity being exposed...

He was not afraid of the gunpowder reaction, as the organization had developed a spray to eliminate gunpowder reactions. Mainly, the guns and ammunition on his body could serve as a simple ammunition depot. In case he was discovered during the inspection, it would be better to prepare in advance, at least to catch the police off guard.

Chu Ming was standing next to Gin. He immediately understood his reaction of putting his hands in his pockets. He leaned on Gin by holding his arm, and his head just rested on Gin's shoulder. His lips and teeth moved slightly, and his low voice reached Gin's ears: "Don't worry, it hasn't come to that. I'll take care of it."

The solution to the problem is simple. After all, as long as Conan is not stupid, he would not be able to and dare not allow the police to test Gin, because the police are only here to investigate the case and they do not bring many people with them. If Gin is exposed during the test, none of the police officers or even the guests present might survive.

No matter how brave Conan is, he wouldn't dare to gamble with the lives of so many people.

"Officer, we were all standing outside when the gunshots rang out. Do we have to be checked too?" Chu Mingrou leaned against Gin bonelessly. Her voice was gentle and her pretty face made Officer Otaki blush.

Conan actually wanted to suggest that the police investigate them as well, but there were too many people here. If they found out something, the two organizations would be doomed to fail. If a bomb went down, no one present would survive. It would be better to wait until the matter was over, and then he would quietly call to report it...

So he pulled Hattori's clothes and said cutely: "Yeah, yes, yes, we were all outside at the time. I can testify that when the gunshots happened, none of us fired, right, Hattori brother."

Although Hattori didn't know why Conan suddenly acted cute, he still nodded in agreement: "Well, Officer Otaki, go investigate the guests who were inside at the time, especially the three athletes. Be sure to check them thoroughly."

Seeing that his chief's son had said so, Officer Otaki didn't say anything more and turned around to arrange for people to conduct tests on the reaction to gunpowder.

Seeing that the police took over, Kogoro Mouri felt that it was none of his business, so he took Xiaolan and the others out. Hattori went to inquire about the results of the investigation and took Conan away. Although Conan wanted to stay and ask some questions, he did not expect Hattori to be so unsportsmanlike and just take him away.

As witnesses without suspicion, Chu Ming and Gin stood in the corridor outside the door to kill time after Conan and others left, and followed the crowd when the guests finished their investigation and could leave.

Gin took out a cigarette from his side and was about to light it, but when he saw Chu Ming beside him, he frowned and put the cigarette back: "Who is the murderer?"

Chu Ming thought Gin was interested in the case, so he shared what he knew with him: "Of course it's Ray Curtis. He has an old grudge against Ed McCann. His wife committed suicide because of the scandal fabricated by Ed McCann. Although I don't remember it very well - I'm not sure about his method, but it doesn't matter. The deceased left a death message, which is enough to catch him. Wow, two tasks at once, worthy of me, I'm really lucky."

Chu Ming turned around to show off to Gin, but was met with a look in Gin's eyes that seemed to see through everything.

"? What's that look in your eyes, brother..."

Gin still hasn't figured out how Granburch instigated the crime, but judging from his tone and the level of intelligence he had, it was absolutely impossible to say that it had nothing to do with him.

But it’s better this way. There are no flaws in front of him, so the group of policemen won’t be able to see any problems.

Moreover, he was very pleased with the efficiency of completing two tasks at one time.

This is why he was able to tolerate Granburch's madness.

He has a quick mind, quick thinking, extraordinary skills, and acts cautiously...all these advantages are enough to deceive others when he is not doing anything evil.

The prerequisite is that he doesn't act up, or if your requirements are lower, then he doesn't have to say anything.