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

Chu Ming wandered around outside for a while before returning to the base. Gin had already gone back to command Vodka to burn the stronghold.

"Brother, I looked around the area and found Shirley's shoes in an alley on Third Avenue. A homeless man nearby said that a child threw them there. He was drunk and couldn't remember what the child looked like. I guess Shirley hired a child to help her throw the shoes there to attract our attention. I have sent people to search several nearby streets. Brother, are there any clues in the garbage truck?"

Gin took a long drag on his cigarette. "The driver said he heard a noise on the road, as if something had fallen, but he didn't go to check because it was raining. I went to the location and there was no surveillance nearby. The clue is gone."

"I have someone lurking at the airport. If Shirley shows up, she will be arrested immediately. Brother, is it possible that her escape this time was the work of the FBI?"

The fire had already started, and after making sure that all the information that could be taken away had been taken away, Vodka poured gasoline on the entire building and set it on fire.

As the fire flickered, Gin's eyebrows were particularly cold: "Akai Shuichi..."

"Granburch, please pay attention to the movements at the airport recently and report to the FBI immediately if they come into view."

"Okay, big brother."

Gin originally wanted to explain something, but after receiving a message from his boss, he left in a hurry. Chu Ming felt that he must have been called over and scolded by his boss.

Hehe Gin has come to this day.

--------------

The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone on Chu Ming's face, and the melodious ringing sound echoed in the bedroom. He opened his eyes in a daze. Last night, Chu Ming waited until the base was completely burned down and confirmed that nothing was left before leaving. It was already late at night when he came back. He fell asleep as soon as he came back and forgot to draw the curtains at night.

But yesterday's points were really a lot, because of the people killed by Gin after Shirley's escape, Gin's emotional value, and her emotional fluctuations after meeting Shirley, all added up to more than 20,000 points.

He picked up the phone. It was only six o'clock. Who would call at this time... Chu Ming answered the phone.

"Hello. Who is this?"

"Brother Chu Ming, are you still sleeping? Did I disturb you?"

Xiaolan's gentle voice was heard, and Conan could vaguely be heard retorting: How is that possible? It's already six o'clock, Brother Chu Ming must have gotten up and was exercising.

Damn Death God Elementary School Student, how can I refute you after you said so?

"No need to bother you, I got up a long time ago. What's the matter?"

"It's like this. Conan said that Chu Ming-ge mentioned that he could play golf during our previous chat. Didn't Dad agree to participate in a charity golf club with Nichimi TV? How could he play golf? But when he heard that it was recommended by Ms. Okino Yoko, he immediately agreed. Really - there are more discounts at the golf driving range in the morning. Dad plans to go there to practice early in the morning. Is Chu Ming-ge free?"

As expected, Okino Yoko is known as the trap of Kogoro Mori. Whenever she is mentioned, Kogoro Mori will never miss her on any occasion.

"Okay, here's the address. I'll go directly there. Don't you have classes today?"

"It's still early. Dad insisted that we go over to see his skills. We'll still have enough time to go to school afterwards."

…………

When we arrived, we saw from afar Kogoro Mori practicing diligently, but nine out of ten shots missed, and one hit the ground.

CLUBS: I was terrified.

"Uncle Maori, are you so serious? It's only half past six..." Chu Ming walked over slowly, lazily leaned on the back of the chair behind Conan, and stretched out his hand to rub Conan's head vigorously, "Are you doing this on purpose? Who would get up at six o'clock to exercise for no reason?"

Conan chuckled twice, we are all in trouble together -

Yawning, Chu Ming stepped forward to correct Maori Kogoro's wrong posture and demonstrated his lead and putt. As expected of the top 1 in the police academy, Maori Kogoro was able to go from nine out of ten to eight out of ten...

Chu Ming saw Kogoro Mouri practicing hard again, then turned around and slumped in the chair next to Conan. It was damn annoying that he would die of sudden death sooner or later if he went to bed late and got up early. No, he had to start slacking off.

what--

Chu Ming and Conan turned around at the same time and saw a group of people walking in from the door. They were carrying golf clubs, and they took off their suit jackets and draped them over their arms, talking and laughing as they walked in.

Conan was curious, but Chu Ming was not, because he saw a person with the mark he had marked on his head before -

——It's the guy who was carrying a golf bag and had black powder in his hand that night, huh? Is there another magnetic field fragment to be added to the account?

As soon as the group of people entered, the young man with a mark on his head covered his stomach and said he needed to go to the toilet, then ran out. The remaining three were obviously the manager in the middle.

Conan was so full of complaints about Maori Kogoro's skills that he didn't know where to start. In the end, he could only say to Xiaolan: "Sister Xiaolan, I'm going to watch others play~"

Then all three of them shifted their gaze, moved their stools, and turned to the side to watch the manager play.

Maori Kogoro finally chose to take a break after fighting for a while. He saw that the two people who had been fighting on the opposite side had become one, and subconsciously asked: "How come he is fighting so fast? Is he done?"

Conan, who had been watching, looked up and answered, "Because that uncle hits the ball very fast, and he also gave some of the ball to the manager."

I knew Maori Kogoro had bad intentions when he looked at me. "Really? This is too obvious a flattery."

Then, the person who originally wanted to take a break pulled out another club and continued playing in order to show that he was better. Perhaps he wanted to surpass the speed of the uncle who just played, so he swung the club faster and faster, and missed many shots in a row.

"Ahhhh, damn it!" Kogoro Mouri banged the golf cue in frustration.

"How many times have I failed--" Chu Ming said weakly.

"It's been the twentyth time--" Xiaolan was speechless.

Conan on the side couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing the three people laughing at him, Kogoro Maori became furious. He clenched the club with both hands, bent his legs slightly, aimed at the ball in front of him and prepared to swing hard.

A dazzling light flashed, followed by a violent impact mixed with a deafening sound. Kogoro Mouri was knocked to the ground by the aftermath of the explosion, and the manager who was at the center of the explosion fell directly to the ground.

Chu Ming, who was sitting on the chair, was frightened away from his drowsiness.

"What's wrong, is Gin coming to kill us?"

He jumped up and subconsciously pressed on his waist, but felt nothing. Then he reacted and took out his cell phone from his pocket to call the police and ambulance, thus stealing Xiaolan's job.