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

Gin went back after realizing that the boss had initiated the call. As soon as he got back, he heard Chu Ming boasting that he wanted to let him live out his life in peace and also wanted him to be his driver.

He was indeed very angry with Chu Ming. When he heard such outrageous words, he found himself actually very calm, but his hands were a little itchy.

"Boss, how could you have the heart to trick me QAQ——!"

Chu Ming, who was dragged away by Gin, only had time to leave a last word. Karasuma Renye turned off the screen quickly. He really couldn't bear it, so he decided not to watch it.

"Say your last words."

Gin took off his heavy coat, took off his hat and put it aside, and tied his hair up temporarily. Without the brim and bangs to cover his hair, his eyes were like cold stars, his aura was compelling, and the sharp murderous aura emanated as if it had broken free from its restraints.

Chu Ming subconsciously took two steps back, his brain racing.

"Well, big brother, once a brother, always a father. You are my big brother, you are my father! What's wrong with me wanting to give my father a long and comfortable life? I just feel sorry for you! For the organization, you always go out at dawn and come back at dusk for so many days and nights. I don't know when your black hair turned into silver threads, and your wrinkles... there are no such things. In short, the years have left deep marks on you. Ah~ dear big brother, my old father, uh, no - ah, woo -"

Chu Ming spoke more and more fluently. He did not memorize all those excellent essays in the past in vain. Now he put his knowledge into practice.

Gin rolled up his sleeves. It was his mistake. Next time he should just block his mouth and beat him.

Chu Ming lay motionless on the ground like a puddle of mud. He had absorbed too much magnetic field. Even if Gin did not hold back, his physical strength had increased and he would not be seriously injured easily.

But, it still hurts.

Gin threw the car keys to Chu Ming and retaliated maliciously: "Get up and drive."

"No, I'm seriously injured and can't move--" Chu Ming was breathing weakly, as if he would not be able to breathe again in the next second.

Who gets beaten twice a day? Is this scientific?

Gin stared at him for a long moment, then leaned forward.

Chu Ming's eyes lit up and he stretched out his hand for Gin to pull him.

As a result, Gin grabbed his wrist with one hand like a dead dog and dragged him out.

???

No, this plot is wrong.

This is clearly Gin's way of dragging someone to death!!!

He is not dead yet!!

"Brother, there are stairs ahead! Why don't we take the elevator?! Wait——"

Seeing that Gin wanted to throw him down, Chu Ming held Gin's hand tightly and refused to let go: "Brother, I was wrong! It's my honor to drive for you--"

He held Gin's arm and slowly stood up like climbing a tree, glancing at Gin's back with a thieving intent, intending to lie on Gin's back like he did to Bourbon before.

It's a pity that he has the desire but not the courage.

He tentatively pulled Gin's hand and slowly put his weight on Gin. Seeing that Gin didn't object, his eyes lit up and he hung on Gin's hand. His legs were really weak. If he hadn't dodged quickly just now, he would probably be in the hospital with a cast.

Gin also saw that his legs were indeed shaking, so he didn't throw Chu Ming downstairs.

Fearing that Chu Ming would shake while driving and take both him and himself to the Metropolitan Police Department, Gin decided to drive himself.

Leaning on the passenger seat, Chu Ming used points to heal himself while secretly dozing off.

"Pisco hasn't seen your face, change your disguise." Gin's deep voice broke the silence.

Chu Ming wiped the corner of his mouth to make sure he was not drooling, and took out the remaining disguise materials from Gin's cart.

Yukiko had taught him before, and with the help of the system's points, his disguise level is now quite high. He doesn't need to waste points just to go see Pisco.

However, if you use this face to meet Conan, you should still use points for insurance. After all, the disguise will be torn off, but the face replaced with points will not.

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It snowed heavily in the morning, and now the whole ground is covered with silver.

Pisco is considered a veteran of the organization. Although Gin is not very fond of him, Chu Ming is his successor after all, so he does need to introduce Chu Ming to the organization's context.

Gin beats Chu Ming whenever he has time not just to vent his anger. The future leader of the action team can't be a fighting novice, and it is easier to master the skills in actual combat.

After a brief exchange with Pisco, Chu Ming followed Gin out.

"Pisco is a bit stingy. Seeing how busy we are, he didn't even leave any room for us to eat."

"He has to prepare for the assassination later. The boss gave him this mission. Hmm? Why are the footprints next to the car so messy?"

Such a small footprint, could it be Conan's? Why is this kid so reckless?

"What's wrong? Maybe you came here to admire this car because it's so rare."

Do the most work and drive the oldest car.

Low EQ: outdated. High EQ: rare.

Chu Ming nodded secretly. Today was also a day for him to master the speaking skills.

"Hmph, this German tree frog is quite famous." Gin looked indifferent as he held a cigarette in his mouth, but in fact, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Just as Gin was about to go around to the driver's seat from the back, Chu Ming grabbed him and politely opened the passenger door for him.

"Brother, let me drive! You take a rest!"

Just kidding, Conan and Shirley are probably squatting behind the car. If Gin walks over...

Gin didn't argue with him and sat in the passenger seat. Chu Ming, in disguise, was about to go around from behind the car.

When I looked down, I saw Conan innocently pinching a snowball on the ground behind the car, while Haibara Ai lowered her head and hugged her legs, shivering. The two of them huddled behind the car like two frightened hamsters.

Chu Ming didn't say anything. He glanced at them and walked around them to the driver's cabin. Humph, I can't scare you to death. Even if I scared you twice, it can't stop you from seeking death.

After the car drove away, Conan sat down on the ground: "That was close... Huiyuan, do you know what this person's code name is?"

"I haven't seen him... maybe he's a new member."

Conan jumped into Dr. Agasa's car, wearing tracking glasses and instructed him to drive and follow.

Chu Ming was driving when Gin suddenly received a phone call, saying that Pisco was going to kill someone at the Beihu Hotel at six o'clock in the evening three days later. The time, people and place were all revealed.

Just when he hung up the phone, Gin suddenly noticed a long brown hair on the side of his seat.

His hair is silver, Vodka's is black, Chu Ming's is brown, then this long brown hair——

"Ah."

"Ah?" Chu Ming turned his head and saw Gin squinting his eyes and looking at the brown hair in his hand with murderous intent.

Oh my god, Shirley is losing her hair again.

Gin reached out and fumbled around in the car for a while, then took out a piece of chewing gum.

"Uh, brother! Vodka spit gum on your car! I'll help you beat him up when we get back! But this is a bit dirty, why don't you throw it away..." Chu Ming was filled with indignation.

"...This is a transmitter and a bug." Gin used two fingers to crush the bug, "Humph, Shirley~ I didn't expect you to come to my door yourself."

Chu Ming held the steering wheel with one hand and handed over a piece of paper: "Emmm, brother, why don't you wipe your hands? I don't know who spit this out. Ugh, it's a bit disgusting."

Gin's face darkened: "Stop the car in front."

Chu Ming obediently pulled over to the side of the road and Gin got out to make a phone call, leaving Chu Ming in the car with the detector to check if there was anything else left.

"Is there anything else?" Gin came over after finishing his phone call.

Chu Ming shook his head: "No, there is nothing else except a strand of hair and this chewing gum."

Tsk, that's too small. What's the point of planting a bug? Why not plant a bomb?

Chu Ming sucking on a lollipop and feeling sleepy