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

No one could have expected such a development. Hattori swallowed, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and he looked at Conan with some concern: "Kudo, you..."

Vermouth also looked at Conan, who was clenching his fists tightly, feeling a little distressed. She turned to Chu Ming and tried to say something: "Granburch, I--"

"You'd better think before you speak, Vermouth." Chu Ming raised his eyes, with a hint of warning in his eyes, and asked knowingly, "Are you trying to plead for him? Do you have any friendship?"

Vermouth was choked by Chu Ming. Of course, she couldn't admit this openly, so she couldn't say the rest of the words.

Seeing that Vermouth had returned empty-handed, Conan spoke after a long while: "I don't want to choose five from six or six from seven. I choose myself."

Seeing Conan intending to sacrifice himself, Hattori was suddenly shocked: "Kudo, you——"

Chu Ming shook his head: "No, Detective, how can you change the question without permission? You don't want to be one of the options~"

Conan suddenly raised his head and stared at Chu Ming's face. Thinking of what Xiaolan had said to him before, there was a rare coldness in his eyes: "At worst, we will both die together. If you really let the bomb explode, then we will die together - Hattori!"

While he was talking, his hands were not idle. He opened the cover of the anesthesia watch with a click and shot directly at Chu Ming.

Hattori had seen the gestures Conan was making behind him when Conan looked up, so as soon as Conan called him, he followed suit.

He leaned over and picked up a stick from the ground, then rushed forward with Conan and stabbed at the opponent with his hand.

Although Hattori's kendo is powerful, he is still not up to par when facing Chu Ming, who has experienced real fighting. He turned his head and calmly dodged Conan's anesthetic needle, dodged left and right to flexibly avoid the wooden stick swung by Hattori, and when the opportunity came, he grabbed Hattori's wrist and used the technique that Gin taught him before to pinch Hattori's tendons.

There was a 'clang' sound.

The wooden stick fell to the ground, and Chu Mingsong kicked the man, sending him flying towards Conan. Hattori couldn't control his body and fell to the ground, knocking Conan down as well, and the two rolled into a ball.

Chu Ming did not continue chasing, but instead took out his gun and pointed it at the two men from a distance.

Hattori and Conan paused, the black muzzle of the gun was pointed at their vital parts, which made people shudder.

"Don't move, it would be terrible if I accidentally fire it~" Chu Ming smiled, and with his gentle face, he looked very gentle, but the words he said were particularly cold.

"Your gun doesn't have a silencer. Once you fire, it will immediately attract the attention of the people downstairs. I noticed when I came up just now that the Red Castle Restaurant has a celebration party downstairs because of the 100,000 customers today. The police are now gathering at the Fantasy Park opposite. You can't leave if you fire the gun." Conan calmed down and tried to negotiate with Chu Ming, "Granburch, you--"

"Guess what I've been doing for so long?" Chu Ming's lips curled up slightly, and he interrupted Conan directly, "I've just been to the venue and left a small gift."

"What do you mean?" Conan was stunned. "You also placed a bomb in the venue below? Are you crazy? There are innocent people in the venue!"

"That's about right. After all, it's incredible that such a big restaurant wasn't bombed."

This is a theatrical version, and it was funded by the Suzuki family...

In that case, let him make up for this thrilling high-rise escape~

"And..." Chu Ming looked at Conan sarcastically, continuing to create his own crazy character, "Why do you think I care about the lives of those ants? I really want to see the blood dye this building red, that's the real 'Red' Castle Restaurant~"

Conan's face turned pale. His impression of Granburr was still the time when he saved him at the Izu Hotel. So he always thought that Granburr was similar to Vermouth, the kind of person who was both good and evil.

But now Chu Ming's performance overturned all Conan's guesses, and he realized at this time that he was wrong.

He should have thought of it earlier. Who could be a good person to get a high position in that organization?

"Tsk, the famous detective is so boring. I changed the topic for you, but you still don't want to choose it?" Chu Ming's eyes showed obvious disappointment. "It's so boring. In that case, you can all go to the underground reunion."

Now even Vermouth was a little anxious. She moved, smiled and walked closer to Chu Ming, pleading for him in a low voice: "Wait, we can't kill him now. What if we need materials for future experiments? Keeping him might be useful in the future--"

"This one doesn't make a difference. We still have Shirley, right?" Chu Ming didn't care at all and slowly moved his finger to the trigger.

Vermouth slowly reached her hand into her pocket, as if she wanted to do something.

Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind, and she thought of something: "Granburch, I know you want to see his decision because it's too boring, so how about we do something interesting?"

Chu Ming pulled the trigger mainly to scare them. Even if Vermouth didn't say anything, he would have found an excuse to stop. Now that there were steps, he climbed down quickly.

He raised an eyebrow, looking very interested: "What's interesting?"

Vermouth's brain was working rapidly: "How about we make a bet? Didn't Kudo Shinichi say that he could save everyone? Then you can set up levels for him and see if he can get the best out of the dilemma. During this period, neither you nor I can interfere or help. How about it?"

"Oh? It's really interesting. Okay, I'll make a bet." Chu Ming moved his wrist slightly, and the gun turned lightly at his fingertips, and he took it back into his palm. "I bet he can't do it."

Vermouth looked at Conan with some concern. She had already tried her best to help Conan. Now it all depended on him: "I bet he can do it."