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

Half an hour later, Chu Ming slowly walked into the market at the foot of the mountain where the No. 1 Night Festival in the World was held. He saw an eye-catching rabbit balloon from a distance. Looking down along the balloon, it was indeed the little Conan. Although he was a little annoyed by the childish balloon behind him, he was probably happily looking at his hand held by Xiaolan.

Chu Ming walked against the crowd and greeted them enthusiastically: "Uncle Maori, Xiaolan, Conan~"

The three people who were chatting looked up, and Conan's face fell a little: "Ah, it's Brother Chu Ming~" Damn, don't you have a job?

Xiaolan smiled and said, "As expected, I ran into Brother Chu Ming by chance. Have you finished your part-time job?"

Chu Ming nodded: "Yes, I am exhausted. There was an armed robbery and murder case in the hotel where I live. I heard from passers-by that they saw the robber coming in this direction, so I chased him over to take a look."

"Gun murder?" the three asked in unison.

"Yes, my boss and I were looking at work materials in the hotel. When we heard gunshots from next door and ran out to see what was happening, the person had already run away. I followed him all the way after asking questions."

Just as Conan was about to ask for details, a man with a long chin who looked like a bad guy stopped the four of them and said, "Excuse me, could you please take a picture for me?"

Chu Ming looked at him meaningfully and said, "Brother, you have narrowed the road. You are really good at finding people. Why did you choose the Death family? You really stepped on a landmine."

"Of course~" Little angel Lan is always so considerate.

"Then please use this camera." Sai Jing Xuanyi handed over the camera that he had prepared long ago and pointed at the word in the distance, "Could you take a picture of me with the word '一' as the background?"

When taking the photo, the balloon behind Conan was blown by the wind and almost blocked his face. Xiaolan looked up and said, "Oh, the balloon accidentally got into the photo. What should I do——"

"It's okay, thank you little girl. I'm collecting customs from various local festivals. This camera is where I take photos of these materials."

"Hey, are you a writer?" Chu Ming poked his head out from beside Xiaolan.

"Yes, you can read this book." Shi Jingxuan took out a book from his arms and handed it over.

Several people came over curiously to take a look: "Saijiro Nobuichi?"

The man pretended to be modest, but his face was flickering with uncontrollable pride.

"I have written novels under the pen name Imai Kyoshu before."

Xiaolan suddenly became excited: "If it's Imai Kyosu, I know, I read a lot of his books when I was in junior high school, but shouldn't this pen name be the pen name used by Imai Tomo when he first debuted?"

"I'm an old friend of mine, and we wrote it together. This time we came here to celebrate his award, and we were planning to drink together until the night was up."

Chu Ming casually interjected, "Then why didn't Mr. Jinzhu come to the festival with you?"

"Imatake doesn't like these overly lively places."

"So when did Mr. Sai leave the hotel?"

"Hmm? I left at 7:30, and I confirmed the time with the hotel front desk several times because I didn't want to miss the festival at all..."

Chu Ming continued to ask: "Have you ever gone back during the journey?"

Shi Jing's face turned a little unhappy, "No, what's wrong with you? Why do you keep asking these questions?"

Chu Ming raised his eyes and stared at Sai Jing Xuanyi: "Because your good friend Imatake Satoshi was murdered in the hotel."

"What!!" Conan, Maori and others also shouted in surprise.

"So the robbery and murder case you just mentioned, could the victim be..." Maori asked.

Chu Ming nodded: "Yes, when I was chasing outside, I heard people discussing that the victim was the famous writer Imatake Satoshi who won the Naomoto Prize."

Sai Jing Xuanyi gently lifted his clothes, trying to cool himself down: "How could it be..."

"Yes, I was just thinking of asking Mr. Saii about this case." Officer Yokomizo, with curly hair, popped out from somewhere and said, "Hello, my name is Yokomizo, and I'm a police officer from Saitama Prefecture."

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I took the police's ride back to the hotel, and there were already several police cars parked at the door.

"The murder weapon was a pistol. The time was 8:02 or 8:03. The criminal was a young man. He escaped from this room after committing the crime. That should be correct." Officer Yokomizo turned around and confirmed with the witness.

Maori Kogoro, Conan and Chu Ming all squatted in front of the body of Imatsuchi Satoshi. Maori Kogoro observed carefully: "The bullet passed through the head, he should have died on the spot. The foam around his mouth--"

The three of them simultaneously reached out their hands, dipped a little and rubbed it: "It's tooth powder."

Kogoro Mouri looked up at the two people in front of him, ignored Chu Ming, and reached out to hit Conan on the head.

Chu Ming quickly grabbed Conan and pulled him back, but he didn't control the force well. Although Conan was not hit by Maori Kogoro, he was pulled to the ground by Chu Ming. He looked at the two hateful adults with resentment. Just as he was about to get up, he noticed the toothbrush on the ground: Huh? The victim was killed while brushing his teeth?

On the other hand, Officer Yokomizo is overjoyed about the increasingly famous detective Mori, and hopes that Kogoro Mori can help him solve the case.

After some inspection, Uncle Maori cleared his throat and said, "This should be a robbery case. Only money was taken from the victim's wallet, and the criminal also made the room a mess. This is probably a crime committed for money." Maori lit a cigarette and took a long breath.

Chu Ming clasped his hands, and sure enough, the Maori method of elimination, the robber committed a crime x.

Officer Yokomizo said solemnly: "But Mr. Mori, is it possible that he deliberately pretended to be a robber breaking into the house, but was actually in the same room--" He turned and stared at Sai Shinichi.

Sai Jing Xuanyi was sweating coldly when he was looked at, "Don't be ridiculous! Officer, didn't you just say that the case happened around eight o'clock, but I went out at around seven o'clock and met Mr. Maori and others at the venue!"

Chu Ming retorted: "But when I met you, it was already the later stage of the festival. If you drove, you could have made it there."

"But I have evidence!" Sai Jingxuan held up the camera, "Officer, you can take this to develop. This kind of point-and-shoot camera cannot be tampered with. The photos inside can prove my innocence!"

Soon, the photos were developed and everyone gathered around to look at them. Sai Jingxuanyi pointed at one of them and said, "Look, this is the burning background of the word '天' in Tianxia No. 1 Middle School. This is enough to prove that I was already at the venue when the festival started! It takes more than 30 minutes to drive from this hotel to the venue, and the word '天' was lit at 8 o'clock!"

Chu Ming glanced at the photo and argued: "So what? This festival is not the first time it's been held. What if you took this photo last year~"

Sai Jing Xuanyi's face changed drastically: "Where's the evidence? Now you don't even need evidence to slander someone, you can just open your mouth and say it!"

Chu Ming rolled his eyes: "Why are you so excited? Could it be that I was right?"

"You little brat, I won't bother with you!" Shijing Xuanyi secretly calmed his heart that was about to jump out of his chest. He turned his head away with disdain and stopped looking at Chu Ming. He always felt that this little brat was a little evil, as if he could see through him.