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

Conan stayed with Chu Ming for a few days until Kogoro Mouri was discharged from the hospital and was invited by the police to participate in the investigation of the mahjong serial murder case.

Although Conan had done some investigation in advance, it was difficult for him to find any useful clues with his current network of relationships, so he followed Kogoro Mouri to the Metropolitan Police Department. At the same time, Chu Ming was able to go with them because he delivered the promised bottle of good wine.

But unfortunately, although he could go with them, Kogoro Mouri went in to discuss matters, so Conan and he could only sit outside and wait.

Chu Ming quickly took Conan's glasses off his face, quickly removed the bug on the temple and put it into Mouri Kogoro's pocket.

Conan was caught off guard and was stunned for two seconds when his glasses were lifted up, and was seen by Xiaolan who happened to turn around.

Xiaolan looked at Conan's face in a daze, and stretched out her fingers to gently trace Conan's eyebrows and eyes: "You——"

Conan panicked, and hurriedly jumped up to snatch his glasses from Chu Ming and put them on, looking at Xiaolan with a stupid face: "What's wrong, Xiaolan~"

Xiaolan looked at Conan's flustered expression and just stared at him quietly: "What are you afraid of?"

Conan's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and he muttered several words to Chu Ming who suddenly took off his glasses. He raised his head and continued to smile foolishly: "What? There's nothing to be afraid of. What's wrong with you, Xiaolan?"

Xiaolan had just been feeling sad because her father had an accident and the person she loved was not around. She had just flipped through an album of their childhood photos. Looking at the face in front of her, which was exactly the same as her lover's when he was a child, and feeling flustered when she saw him taking off his glasses, Xiaolan pinched her palms, and the doubts that had been erased in the past resurfaced in her mind.

However, she didn't say anything else. After all, Conan was obviously pretending to be stupid, and even if she asked, she probably wouldn't get anything out of him.

The possibility that she had ruled out at the beginning vaguely appeared in her mind. At that time, she thought that Shinichi and Conan were not the same person because they appeared at the same time.

but--

What if this is just a smokescreen Shinichi deliberately released to confuse him?

Xiaolan's imagination was already wild, and it was even more out of control at this point, but she didn't show it. Since Shinichi didn't intend to tell her, she would investigate secretly, and then write down bit by bit. When there was enough evidence, she would throw it in front of Conan, leaving him no room to deny it.

Thinking of this, Xiaolan's smile became even brighter: "It's okay, when I see you without glasses, you look like Shinichi when he was a child."

Conan felt a drop of cold sweat run down the back of his head, and he quickly laughed dryly a few times: "Haha, really? What a coincidence, hahaha..."

Chu Ming watched the two interacting, then looked at 'Matsumoto Kiyonaga' who was staring at him not far away, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Oh, Conan, you are in trouble. Ireland heard this and based on his personality, he would definitely investigate.

Conan felt that he had escaped a disaster, and his eyes darted towards Chu Ming. It was all Chu Ming's fault. If he hadn't suddenly pulled his glasses off, how could Xiaolan have seen it clearly.

Chu Ming took out earphones from Conan's pocket and put them into his ears, pretending that he saw nothing, which made Conan so angry that his eyes became even more resentful.

Seeing that Chu Ming ignored him, Conan had no choice but to move forward, take out another earphone, and listen to what was happening in the conference room together with Chu Ming.

At this time, Officer Yamamura inside kept hinting at Kogoro Mori because he was promoted to police inspector. He also inadvertently said that every time he solved a case, it was like he had just fallen asleep, and solved the case in a daze after waking up.

Chu Ming turned his head to glance at Conan. Conan also heard these words and was quite speechless. He was probably still lamenting that such a rookie policeman could be promoted, and he didn't realize that the crisis was gradually looming over him.

There is not only a crisis inside the conference room, but also a crisis outside.

After all - in a place he didn't notice, Xiaolan's eyes were staring at him quietly.

Chu Ming saw it, but had no intention of reminding him.

What's the point of reminding someone who doesn't know how to restrain himself after encountering so many things?

Listening to the police's discussion inside, Chu Ming guessed that they would not be able to come to any conclusion since this was only the first day of the discussion.

Sure enough, when the police inside came out to rest, they didn't come up with any useful guesses.

Chu Ming returned the headphones to Conan and quietly sent a copy of the information he had obtained to Gin. Although Ireland and Vermouth were also there, these two people would report carefully to the BOSS and might even withhold some information to send to Gin.

Tsk, it seems that he is the most kind to Gin.

Vermouth followed along today just in case. Gin was waiting for her downstairs in his car. After Vermouth confirmed that there were no flaws in Ireland's disguise, Ireland would be left alone to investigate.

When Chu Ming first heard about their plan, he intended to have Ireland root out the problem once he had figured out Officer Matsumoto's habits. Maybe Ireland could even be buried in the Metropolitan Police Department under the identity of Matsumoto Kiyonaga.

However, his idea was rejected by the boss. The organization's undercover status in the Metropolitan Police Department was no lower than that of Matsumoto Kiyonaga. They kidnapped him just for convenience. Replacing him would not be very useful. Instead, it would easily reveal flaws and make people aware of the organization's existence.

"Brother Chu Ming, Brother Chu Ming..."

Conan's low voice called Chu Ming back to his senses. He lowered his head and looked at Conan who kept pulling his pants. He pressed his palm against Conan's head and gritted his teeth: "Let go, my pants will fall off if you pull them again. You can shout if you want, but what are you doing pulling my pants up?"

Conan let go awkwardly: "I always feel that Xiaolan looked at me in a weird way today..."

Chu Ming sneered and mocked him: "Of course it's weird, she must think you are a pervert, trying to take off my pants in the Metropolitan Police Department."

"...That's not what I meant!" Conan muttered in a low voice, looking embarrassed. "I wanted to pull your sleeve, but your hands were in your pockets and I couldn't reach them."

As he was talking, Officer Nakamura wiped his hands and walked over slowly with seven children humming: "Crows, why are you singing? Because on that high mountain..."

Conan turned around and rushed to Officer Yamamura: "Officer Yamamura, this song, why are you——"

Officer Yamamura only noticed Conan's address, opened his police handbook with one hand, and put his other hand to his lips and cleared his throat: "Conan, you probably haven't heard, actually I--"

Conan's mouth twitched, and he asked again, "Why do you want to sing this song, Inspector Yamamura?"

Officer Shancun then answered in a good mood: "Just now in the toilet, I heard someone pressing the keypad of a mobile phone outside. When I walked out, I saw a policeman wearing glasses making a phone call--"

Before he could finish his words, Conan had already run to the window, jumped onto the windowsill, and saw the person walking out the door and the Porsche parked on the opposite street.

He paused, looked at the elevator that was still downstairs, and suddenly ran downstairs.

He completely failed to notice that among the people who stayed behind, Xiaolan and Matsumoto Kiyonaga simultaneously gave each other meaningful looks.

[My dears, I plan to take the national exam on Sunday, so I have been cramming this week and haven’t had much time to update. QAQ I should be able to resume updating next week~]