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

In the end, Conan dragged Hattori, such a big crying monster, and found Chu Ming for help with great difficulty, hoping that Chu Ming would drive them to Mr. Sakura's antique art shop.

"What are you doing there?" Chu Ming waved his hand. "It is illegal to break into a private residence. Are you two detectives trying to break the law?"

There is actually no problem in sending them there, but the main thing is that the various antiques stolen by Genji Hotaru were all placed in Sakura Masazo's antique shop for sale, and now there are still many that have not been sold and are stored in the warehouse behind his shop.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. These antiques can be sold for a lot of money in total. Chu Ming remembered these antiques because his car was destroyed in the afternoon. He immediately ordered the people in the organization to move them. He also emphasized that they should not move too messily and make sure to empty the warehouse. However, the furnishings in the store should remain basically unchanged. After all, the police will definitely come to check later.

"To find out the truth! We are not trespassing, I have the key!" Conan carefully shook the key in his hand.

Chu Ming deliberately delayed time for a while by joking with them, and then drove them there. As soon as they entered the door, they found that the book that he had asked the organization members to take out and put it in a more conspicuous place was now placed on the table and could be seen as soon as the door was opened.

No, this is too obvious, isn't it? Are you trying to fool a child?

As soon as Conan entered, he found a copy of "Yokeiki" on the table. He walked forward and opened it, and saw a name written on the title page - Ise Saburo.

He did not suspect that someone had put it here on purpose. He just thought that Mr. Sakura had just seen it before leaving, so he quickly called Chu Ming and Hattori to come and take a look.

"Mr. Sakura is Ise Saburo, which means that the members of the Genji Hotaru who have died are: Suruga Jiro, Ise Saburo, Bizen Heishiro, Kamei Rokuro, Washio Nanaro, and Kataoka Hachiro." Chu Ming counted the people who had been killed on his fingers, and suddenly realized, "Isn't there still five missing? Maori Kogoro?"

Suddenly I dreamed of the fourteenth goal.

"..." Conan looked at Chu Ming speechlessly, "Brother Chu Ming, have you been infected by uncle recently?"

"I just said it casually. Wasn't the last incident with the water crystal also named after it..."

Chu Ming tried to argue, but seeing that Conan wanted to say something, he pushed them to quickly look for clues: "Hurry up and look, the police will probably be here by then. After all, this is not Osaka or Tokyo. The police don't have anyone we know, and it will be hard to explain later. Let's finish our search and leave as soon as possible."

After searching the front room, Conan opened the back door and squatted beside the warehouse at the back, looking at the dust on the ground, thinking: "There must have been a lot of things here before, but they were all moved away, and they were just moved recently. Since Mr. Sakura is a member of the Genji Hotaru, then his antique art gallery must be used to sell the antiques they stole. It seems that they have conducted large-scale transactions recently."

Conan spoke very clearly and Chu Ming did not say anything. After all, what Conan said was not wrong, it was almost the same. The only difference was that this was a no-cost transaction. The organization did not pay and Sakura Masao did not know about it.

After a while, Chu Ming saw that they had almost finished searching everywhere, so he urged the two to leave quickly and wipe off their fingerprints and footprints so as not to interfere with the police's judgment and avoid having the three of them arrested because of this.

The three of them cleaned up the scene in an orderly manner. Chu Ming had done this kind of thing many times when he was still on the periphery, so it was easy for him. But looking at Conan and Hattori... they are too skilled!!!

"Are you really just detectives? You're not a skilled killer under some secret identity... Your movements are quite skillful. You must have cleaned up so many crime scenes to develop these skills..."

On the way back, Chu Ming tried to hold it in again and again, but found that he still couldn't hold it in, so he revealed his doubts.

Hattori waved his hand and said, "What? I learned this from following Uncle Otaki. Sometimes they need to clean up their own traces when they explore a crime scene. Over time, I learned this naturally."

Okay, that's a good reason.

Chu Ming continued to ask Conan: "What about you? Did you learn it from your father?"

Conan nodded: "My dad used to write detective novels. In order to make them more realistic, he took me to Hawaii to learn."

OK, magical Hawaii, that’s an even better reason.

"What about you?!" Conan and Hattori asked in unison.

"As for me, I learned it from my fighting coach." Chu Ming skillfully made up half-true and half-false excuses, with a complaining look on his face, "You also know that I am a rich second-generation. When my parents were still alive, they were afraid that I would be kidnapped, so they found a fighting coach for me. Later, even after my parents passed away, they did not stop teaching. My coach is an international mercenary who retired from the battlefield. He can teach me a little bit about everything, not to mention how to deal with the scene. He even taught me how to destroy the body..."

"No wonder Chu Ming's moves are sometimes lethal. If Chu Ming hadn't deliberately deflected his blows, some people would have died the moment they met him." Hattori pressed his hat, "So the person who taught you taught you lethal moves."

Hattori had practiced kendo, so he could still tell whether a move was a killing move or not. At first, he thought Chu Ming's moves were a bit murderous, but fortunately, Chu Ming seemed to know his limits, and he usually just knocked people out. In addition, he showed all kinds of decent behavior, and Conan trusted him very much, so Conan finally felt at ease and interacted with Chu Ming.

Chu Ming could tell that Hattori misunderstood him, but he didn't explain. He never hit people deliberately, and no one died because of his science. In front of the protagonists, no matter how hard he hit, it didn't matter. At most, people would be knocked unconscious or foam at the mouth, but they wouldn't be killed.

Xiaolan had the strength to bend a telephone pole with one punch, and she punched people dozens of times in a row, but she never killed anyone. This is the controlling power of the world's will.

When they returned to the teahouse and heard the results of Conan and Hattori's investigation, Kogoro Mouri's mouth twitched instantly.

"...Then the next one to be killed won't be me who was left out in the middle!"

Chu Ming looked at Maori Kogoro with a sharp gaze, who shared the same views as the hero, but instantly thought of his famous Maori elimination method and silently withdrew his gaze.

Forget it, I had the same train of thought as Kogoro Mouri. I might have been driven crazy by Gin's information recently.

——(*^▽^*)——

By the time everyone had expressed their opinions and finished chatting, it was already past nine o'clock.

Kogoro Mori also rented a car, so they split up and went back to the hotel separately.

Just as Chu Ming was driving towards the booked hotel, he saw from the rearview mirror a motorcycle chasing him closely from behind. The motorcycle was even using a coin to hold the handlebars to control the speed, leaving both hands free to draw the bow and draw the arrow.

Chu Ming quickly swerved to avoid the arrow, slammed on the brakes and stopped by the roadside. He looked at the murderer, who was wearing a mask as usual, and was unable to slow down in time because of the coin stuck in his car, and could only whiz past their car. He couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile.

Hattori, who was sitting in the back, was very anxious, wishing he was the one driving: "Brother Chu Ming has left, you should chase him!!!"

Chu Ming was calm: "Don't worry, this murderer has come to you again and again, he must have some plan for you. If we don't do anything, he will definitely come again. On the contrary, if we keep chasing him, it will be easy for us to fall into his trap."

Sure enough, before Chu Ming could drive away, the motorcycle that had just whizzed past rushed over again from the opposite side. This time, the bow and arrow in his hand was not aimed at people, but at the tires of the car.

What kind of unethical murderer is this? ! He just likes to target his tires? ? ?

Chu Ming seized the opportunity, dodged the arrow, and like a dragon, used the back of his motorcycle to push the man off. As a result, the masked man took out his familiar knife again the moment he fell off the motorcycle, and dealt a heavy blow to Chu Ming's tire, then turned around and ran into the woods next to him.

Seeing that the murderer was about to leave, Hattori opened the car door and chased after him.

When He Ye saw Hattori running away, he became worried and ran after him.

It happened very quickly, in the blink of an eye, Chu Ming was left alone, staring at the empty car with a punctured tire, speechless for a long while.

After a long while, Chu Ming finally found his voice: "Damn, another broken tire?"

Have I really been spending too much time with Maori Kogoro recently? Not only am I getting closer to him in my reasoning, but I am also about to inherit his title of vehicle killer? ?