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

After the police arrested several gangsters, Conan was also sent over. When he came over, the three naughty kids were squatting and sobbing while writing self-criticisms under the gaze of Chu Ming's death ray.

Although Chu Ming really wanted to shoot directly, Officer Megure stayed beside him and refused to leave. Chu Ming could only torture them mentally first and made them squat there and write a self-criticism.

"Brother Chu Ming." Conan, still wearing the red skirt, handed the phone to Chu Ming depressedly, "Your phone, where did you hide the photos? Why can't I find it?"

On his way back just now, he tried to delete all his black history, but he had searched through Chu Ming's phone and didn't see any photos.

Seeing that Conan was not injured, Chu Ming breathed a sigh of relief and took the phone with a sly smile: "Then I have to hide it. How can I let you find it so easily? What exactly happened in this case?"

"It was the TWO-MIX group who accidentally heard Miyahara Satoshi shooting his team members on New Year's Eve, and even wrote about it in the lyrics, so Miyahara Satoshi planned to kill them to silence them and destroy the recording tape. Fortunately, the police arrived quickly, and Genta and the others were pretty smart—"

Conan looked relieved, and then he noticed a few children squatting in the corner who were still writing furiously with shaking legs.

"Uh, Yuan Tai and the others are..."

Chu Ming's expression changed instantly. He pinched his fingers, and his knuckles crackled. "They were afraid that you would take all the limelight, so they planned to investigate and rescue on their own. They took off your tracking glasses. If I hadn't discovered it in time, you would have been dead. So I am teaching them a lesson and making them realize their mistakes."

Conan's eyes widened. He was in danger this time and was almost locked in the room by Miyahara Satoshi and burned to death. If the police had not arrived quickly, he would have been dead by now.

"Didn't I tell you to call the police right away? It's such a dangerous thing!" Conan was also a little angry.

Ayumi rubbed her eyes timidly: "I was going to say it, but——"

"We really know we were wrong..." Seeing Conan coming back, Mitsuhiko, who thought he had a savior, looked up and handed Chu Ming a fully written letter of apology.

Chu Ming glanced at it and tore it up. "You wrote so little, and I can see you didn't sincerely admit your mistakes. Rewrite it! What are you looking at? It's useless to look at Conan. Even the gods can't save you today."

Conan quietly tugged at Chu Ming's clothes. Although he felt a little relieved to see the miserable appearance of these three naughty kids, the fact that he returned safely suggested that Chu Ming was probably okay.

Chu Ming rolled his eyes and whispered, "Do you think they will learn a lesson like this? Do you believe that they will still fall into my trap? A dog will never change its nature—"

"Hey, hey - Brother Chu Ming, you don't want to..." Conan thought of the two times he was fooled.

"I'm not that boring..."

In fact, he was not interested in that. How could a few naughty kids be worth the trouble of formulating a script? If they really died at a crime scene, he would not have to do it himself. As long as it did not involve his interests, he would not care about the flood.

Conan was pulled over by Inspector Megure to ask for details. Chu Ming bent down slightly, grabbed Mitsuhiko and Genta's necks, and stared at Ayumi.

"I don't want to ask you if you know you're wrong. I'm just telling you that if you put Conan in danger again just to show off your stupidity, I'll embed you in the wall as a specimen."

Chu Ming's voice was obviously not loud, and he even had a gentle smile on his face. From a distance, people who didn't know the truth would think that he was still comforting the children.

The three of them were trembling and almost out of breath, and nodded hurriedly.

Chu Ming patted the faces of several people: "Now you look really well behaved, if you are not well behaved, you will be killed~"

"Three days later, have Conan bring me the 10,000-word self-reviews you wrote, one word less--" Chu Ming smiled very gently and waved his hand to tell the three people to get out.

Seeing Chu Ming loosen his grip and let them go, the three children left quickly and quietly, fearing that they would make some noise or be slow and be left behind by Chu Ming.

Chu Ming looked at the backs of the three people leaving, squinting his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Brother Chu Ming, Brother Chu Ming...?" As soon as Conan came over, he saw Chu Ming's face half hidden in the shadows. The darkness swallowed his expression, as if there was endless darkness behind him.

A strange feeling flashed through his mind: "Brother Chu Ming, you...you don't want to beat them up, do you?"

"Hmm? You found out?" Chu Ming looked away, smiling, "Then it seems I can only -"

Conan frowned slightly. He felt that Chu Mingge was a little bit off today...

"Click——"

Conan gets women's clothing.

"!!!Brother Chu Ming!!"

Only then did Conan notice that he was still wearing a skirt. He ignored the thought that had just flashed through his mind and glared at Chu Ming angrily.

Chu Ming made jokes to amuse Conan, and silently crossed out the idea of ​​sending people to plant bombs in the homes of the three naughty kids. There are many ways to deal with a few kids, and with their suicidal spirit, there is no need to make any plans. It is better not to arouse Conan's suspicion for now.

After sending Conan back, Chu Ming took out his cell phone and sent a message to Amuro Toru.

"Miyahara Satoshi has been captured. Take the treasure quickly, or else something bad will happen. - Granburch"