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

Chu Ming turned to Lafitte to confirm: "You mean, you borrowed a box of bombs from me, and then you go back to the organization to get another box and return it to me?"

Seeing that Chu Ming seemed to have drunk a little too much and his eyes were not very clear, Lafitte nodded affirmatively. After all, he didn't get it for free. He would pay it back, and he would definitely pay it back in the future. As for when... it would be in the future anyway.

Although Chu Ming was drunk, the pill taken by Huiyuan Ai played a big role. When it comes to issues of interest, his brain is still very useful: "Look, I am the heir of the organization now, so are the things in the organization mine?"

"Hmm...right?"

"Then is the box of bombs you received also mine?"

"Can it be calculated this way?" Lafitte looked puzzled.

"Why not?" Chu Ming continued: "You borrowed a box of bombs from me, and then borrowed another box from me and returned it to me. Does that mean you owe me two boxes?"

Lafitte thought about his logic and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it: "No, then-"

Chu Ming's true intentions were exposed: "When are you going to return the two boxes of bombs you owe me?"

"Um???"

Lafitte blinked in confusion, "No, I haven't borrowed it yet, how come I owe two boxes?"

Chu Ming turned a deaf ear and motioned for Chianti to go to the bar to get paper and pen.

Then, in front of the crowd, he wrote the IOU for Lafitte with a stroke of his pen, and took Lafitte's hand and pressed his fingerprint while Lafitte was stunned.

Well, that’s right. Although I didn’t lend it to you, you have to return it.

Lafitte looked at the people gathered around to watch the fun, and stared at Gin and Vermouth with an angry look on his face: "This is clearly robbery, right? You guys don't care about this?"

Vermouth flicked her curly hair and chuckled, "But we are not good people, are we?"

Chu Ming chimed in: "That's right, if you're not convinced, call the police~"

"..."

Looking at the people in front of him who were in collusion with each other, Lafitte gritted his teeth and said, "No matter how much you owe me, you have to give me some bombs, right? I am waiting for this deal, and I can't just take the money and not do the work. When can the organization recruit some researchers who specialize in making bombs? What the hell are those people in the weapons group researching all day long?"

"Why do you have such a principled transaction? Our organization is not a charity. Isn't it basic practice to pay money and not do the job?" Chu Ming suddenly said something shocking.

"?" Lafitte was stunned for a moment and looked at Chu Ming.

"Isn't it simple to collect money but not trade items? Kill the trader. What's the point of bombs if there's no buyer?"

The corner of Lafitte's mouth twitched: "When it comes to shamelessness, you are the one... Organizing transactions has always been very reputable, okay? Otherwise, who would come to you in the future?"

"Tsk, come if you want, you don't need this little change. You don't even have enough for your own use, so why sell it? But I'm more curious about what the weapons team has been developing recently. It was pretty normal when I went there last time."

Chianti on the side spoke first: "I know this. Every time I go to practice sniping, I always stop by the weapons group. Their research direction is very strange recently. Last time, they were thinking about how to put poison needles into various unexpected objects. Recently, they are studying how to turn various personal items into unexpected weapons..."

"..." Chu Ming always felt that these transformation directions sounded familiar. Aren't these the same things he talked about in the weapons group last time? Because he coveted Conan's various equipment, when he went to the weapons group to get some equipment, he also gave them some scientific knowledge...

Good man, shouldn’t he be paid copyright fees for this???

In the end, Lafitte was persuaded by Chu Ming because Chu Ming lent him Chianti and Cohen to kill the trader.

Chianti was the type of person who got excited when talking about sniping. He didn't even need Chu Ming to encourage him. He just dragged Cohen and followed Lafitte.

Gin didn't care. After all, as long as he didn't betray the organization, it wasn't a big deal for him to make some extra money, let alone help his colleagues complete the task.

As for whether the organization’s precarious reputation will collapse due to a crisis of trust - who cares? It doesn’t matter what.

Seeing Lafitte taking the two people away, Vermouth did not stay long and stood up to leave. After all, she had to find the BOSS later.

Calvados followed Vermouth closely, but was cruelly abandoned by her at the door of the bar. Vermouth drove away, leaving Calvados standing there like a wife-waiting stone, motionless, until the taillights of Vermouth's car could no longer be seen. Then he turned around, signaled to Gin and Chu Ming, and left.

Tsk, everyone in the organization has such a unique personality, that’s great.

Seeing that most people had left, Chu Ming walked to the door with a warm smile, put his arm around Vodka, who had half of his body squeezed out of the door, and pulled him back.

"I heard that you are the gossip expert of the organization?"

Vodka was as quiet as a chicken, shrinking his neck and saying nothing.

"You were the one who spread rumors with Chianti and the others, saying that I was a student who could only drink milk, a super invincible pervert, and that I was often beaten to death by Gin and hung on the wall without being taken down?"

“……” Vodka kept his mouth tightly shut, as if I hadn’t said anything.

Chu Ming snorted coldly, his eyes full of evil light: "You still say that Gin is just a paper tiger. You will teach him how to make wine one day?"

Vodka looked up suddenly: "I didn't--"

Chu Ming spoke very quickly and interrupted him directly: "You still told them that you are the boss, and sometimes Gin has to drive for you? In the entire organization, only Vodka is a real man, and the others can't even lift a knife..."

Seeing Chu Ming's words getting more and more outrageous, Vodka raised his voice and cried out, "I definitely didn't say the latter part! This is a false accusation!!"

"Oh~" Chu Ming turned his head and stared at Vodka, "You mean, what you said before is all?"

Vodka looked at Chu Ming's gloomy face and shrank back, his huge body almost shrinking under the narrow bar: "This is a misunderstanding, I can explain..."

Chu Ming pulled him out with a grim smile: "No, there is no need to explain this, please just die."

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Chu Ming took a hit of vodka, then felt refreshed and grabbed him and asked him to take him back to the hospital.

While Gin and Vodka were having a friendly exchange, he drove away on his own, completely ignoring the way his little brother was being tormented by Chu Ming.

Vodka drove a small truck donated by the bar manager and took Chu Ming to Mihua Hospital.

It was already dawn, and Conan would probably come over to visit the patient today.

After all, he understood the situation over there, and he needed Chu Ming to analyze it with him.

After Chu Ming entered the ward that Lafitte had reserved for him, he began to hack into the system and leave evidence that he had been living here.

It can be said that everything is ready. Just a few hours later, Conan came to visit the patient.