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

Gin was about to manually stop Chu Ming from going crazy, but he paused and looked back at his arm: "Needle?"

The wind was howling on the rooftop, and Conan was only trying to anesthetize him, so there was no murderous intent or sign. Even Gin didn't realize that someone had shot a needle at him.

Chu Ming turned around: "What's wrong, hiss——"

He felt a numbness in his shoulder and a little dizzy.

Knock! Anesthetic needle! Conan, this traitor! How dare you assassinate me!

Vodka panicked when he saw the two men suddenly stop. He took out his gun and fired several shots at the rooftop, but it had no effect at all.

What a pity, if Vodka's shooting skills were not accurate, he could have hit Conan. Unfortunately, Vodka aimed and shot according to the height of an adult, so all the bullets were outlined by Conan.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Gin took out his gun and shot himself in the arm, and his spirits suddenly perked up.

The organization has also received drug training, and ordinary anesthetic injections can't do anything to Gin. Unfortunately, Conan has the aura of the protagonist, and the effect of the anesthetic injection is amazingly good, and even Gin can't stand it.

Gin changed the gun's aim and planned to sober up Chu Ming.

Chu Ming's eyes widened, and he jumped onto Vodka's back with all his strength: "No, no need, big brother. I think I can still let Vodka help me hold on..."

Vodka suddenly felt a heavy burden on his back, and turned his head in confusion to look at the extra head on his shoulder.

Chu Ming used up his points to clear the anesthesia effect while patting Vodka's head: "What are you looking at? Go help big brother up! Go meet up with Sister Piscobe and the others."

Conan has disappeared from the small map at the door. Maybe he has gone to change his account and find someone else. If he doesn't leave now, he will be blocked upstairs soon.

The staggering Vodka had to carry Chu Ming on his back and support Gin. After finally getting to the car, Chu Ming turned over and jumped off Vodka's back. Ignoring the resentful look in Vodka's eyes that he could see through his sunglasses, Chu Ming diligently helped Gin to the back seat and helped him take care of his wound.

Can you really walk? Why have you made me carry you for so long?

Chu Ming looked back with an innocent look on his face: "Keep your eyes on the door, don't let Shirley run away. Why are you looking at me? Although I know I'm good-looking, there's no way between us!"

"Be gentle! You opened up big brother's wound!!!" Vodka collapsed and yelled, "Don't treat the wound while you're looking at me, big brother, please take care of him!"

Chu Ming took his hand away from Gin's wound with a wry smile. He just wanted to take a little revenge, why make it so serious.

Gin shook a cigarette out of the cigarette box with one hand, tilted his head and put it in his mouth, looked at Chu Ming who was busy treating his wound again, and sneered: "Don't bother, I can do it myself."

The passenger seat door suddenly opened, and Vermouth straddled the car, got in, and signaled Vodka to drive.

"Ah, Gin, can such an unskilled task cause you to get shot?"

Gin stopped Vodka, staring at the door of the hotel murderously: "No hurry to leave, Vodka, blow up this place for me."

Vermouth was inexplicably panicked, and subconsciously stopped Gin, her eyes moving, her red lips slightly parted: "Why did you blow up this place? Are you angry because of shame?"

Gin glanced at her with a cold gaze, as if he was about to draw his gun in a second: "What, you're stopping me?"

Chu Ming held his chin and tilted his head to watch the two people fighting. When he saw the two people looking at him, he blinked playfully and acted cute.

If it was his own face, it could still be called cute, but this disguised face is clearly gentle and gentlemanly, which is simply an eye-catcher.

Gin slapped him in the face: "Don't be disgusting, just go."

Chu Ming shook his face in dissatisfaction. How could there be any magnetic field left if he went to install the bomb? "Hey, isn't it vodka?"

"You go." Gin made the final decision.

"Alright alright……"

Chu Ming stretched his neck and put his face close to Belmode: "Sister, please help me change my face. Make it less noticeable and not so handsome."

Vermouth reached out and fiddled with his face for a few times: "Okay little guy, are you afraid of doing the mission alone? Do you want your sister to accompany you~"

Is there such a good thing?

"Okay, okay. To be honest, I'm really scared of doing the mission alone QAQ"

'Bang'.

On the busy street, the door of a Porsche 356A suddenly opened, and a plain-looking man was kicked out of the car, with his long, straight legs slowly retracting.

On the opposite side, a yellow Beetle car was slowly starting up, and Chu Ming and Conan inside looked at each other for a moment.

When Conan found that neither of them fell down after the anesthetic needle was injected, he knew something was wrong, so he quickly ran out and hid. He waited until Gin and the others went out before he ran back to Dr. Agasa's car.

Because Chu Ming was busy bandaging Gin, and Gin's sight was blocked by Chu Ming, only Vodka saw Conan running out, but because he was a child, Vodka didn't care at all.

Someone had just transferred some bombs from a nearby base. Chu Ming carried the box to a dead corner and stuffed it into his backpack. He then leisurely entered the hotel and placed bombs everywhere.

"Bang!!"

"Although I kill people, set fires and make bombs, I know I am a good bottle of wine. So Buddha bless me and give me more magnetic field, it's a good idea."

Chu Ming stood on the roof of a nearby building, his body erected, the wind from the roof blew up a corner of his windbreaker, making a rustling sound. He listened to the shouting and crying in the hotel, his eyes reflected the blazing fire in front of him, his eyes were full of indifference, he threw down the controller in his hand and sneered.

"Buzz buzz buzz——" It was Gin's phone calling.

"Why are you standing on the roof like crazy? Come back, retreat. If you don't leave, you'll have to find a way to get back."

"Okay, big brother, I'll be right there~"

Alas, the good atmosphere was completely ruined by my eldest brother.