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

After telling Conan his method of argumentation, Chu Ming walked with him towards the court as he spoke.

"Now that we know that Minami Tomofumi is the murderer, what we need to do now is to find out if there are any details that we haven't noticed before." Chu Ming spoke to Conan like he was educating a child, secretly happy in his heart. It felt so good to educate Conan.

Conan looked helpless as he was dragged away by Chu Ming.

"Found it, look!" Chu Ming nudged Conan, who was wondering what he was thinking.

Conan looked up and saw a blackened golf ball in Chu Ming's hand: "Hey, this is——"

Chu Ming squatted down and held the ball in his palm to show Conan: "This should be a frame-up. Mr. Yasui is not the murderer. The ball should have been hit by Manager Tachibana at the moment of the explosion, so it was not the ball that exploded, but--"

"——club?" Conan suddenly realized.

The two looked back and saw that the police were ready to take Mr. Yasui back to the police station.

Oh no! Just as Conan was about to touch his watch, Chu Ming called out to Officer Megure: "Officer Megure, wait a minute!"

"Well, Fujino brother, what's wrong?"

Chu Ming looked at Maori Kogoro: "Uncle Maori, I know you want to test me, I already fully understand what you mean!"

"Huh?" Kogoro Mouri was confused.

Chu Ming stood up straight and said righteously: "Uncle Maori had already reminded me who the criminal was. I had the correct answer, but I only found the clue now. I am so ashamed!"

Inspector Megure was even more confused: "Remind you? When? Why didn't we hear it?"

"Uncle Maori just mentioned that Mr. Yasui and Mr. Okubo were suspects, and he also emphasized that Mr. Minami Tomofumi had no suspicion. I guess he was hinting that the murderer was Mr. Minami Tomofumi!"

Nan Zhishi looked up in shock and was about to make some excuses when he was stopped by Chu Ming's words.

"After hearing what Uncle Maori had told me, I was thinking, if this ball was used to frame Mr. Yasui, then what was the real murder weapon? So Conan and I went to look for it on the court, and we found this."

Chu Ming signaled Conan to pass the ball to Inspector Megure and used Conan as his assistant.

"We found this ball near the fence. When I smelled it carefully, it was indeed filled with black powder. So I understood what Uncle Maori wanted me to understand. Manager Tachibana didn't hit the ball with a bomb. He hit the ball with a green line on it that originally belonged to the golf course. What exploded was actually the head of the long-distance golf club! At the moment of the explosion, when the smoke was so thick that no one could see clearly, the murderer placed the exploded golf ball on the golf course. This way, we would have a preconceived idea that the explosion was caused by the ball."

Inspector Megure took a breath in shock, turned around to look at Maori Kogoro, and then looked at Chu Ming: "I see, I didn't even understand Maori's hint. How can you conclude that it was done by Minami Tomofumi based on this?"

"Mr. Yasui, when Uncle Maori was practicing today, Conan and I heard you talking about the cost of repairing long-distance golf clubs."

"Yes, because there was a crack on the club, so Nan Zhifu took it to be repaired - could it be that time!"

Chu Ming turned and looked at Nan Zhishi: "Mr. Nan, where did you send the clubs to be repaired? And when did you get them?"

The golf course owner nearby replied, "I had it fixed here. We also help customers repair golf clubs. I gave it to him the night before yesterday."

Chu Ming choked. The day before yesterday? Wasn't it more than half a month ago that he last saw him? Time in the world of science really does flow backwards, right?

But no one noticed Chu Ming's pause, because Mr. Yasui suddenly squeezed to the front and loudly accused Nan Zhishi: "But didn't you just bring it over this morning and say that the club was fixed! ! ! "

Nan Zhishi had a gloomy face and did not speak. He looked at Chu Ming with a sinister look.

Chu Ming raised his head and said, "What are you looking at? I'm not afraid of you. I'm not afraid of Gin's eyes, let alone you."

"Mr. Nan, do you think I have no clues if you don't speak? The injury on your hand also gives me the answer. I have been wondering why your injury is so minor when you were standing next to the crime scene? You want to get yourself injured to escape suspicion. Look at Mr. Okubo, your whole body was basically affected by the explosion, but you only have minor injuries on the outside of your right hand and below the knee."

"Isn't it okay that I'm lucky?" Nan Zhishi finally opened his mouth to refute, but his eyes were full of resentment.

"Tsk." Chu Ming sneered like Gin, "You wanted to use a self-torture trick, but you were instinctively afraid of being seriously injured. Did you subconsciously cover your eyes with your hands and hide behind the pillar a few seconds before the explosion?"

Everyone looked at Nan Zhishi, who lowered his head and was silent for a while: "To be honest, I have always resented the manager. He never valued my talents. And Section Chief Yasui, he only knows how to flatter the manager all day long, so I plan to kill the manager and put the blame on Yasui!"

Officer Megure said seriously: "Your plan is likely to affect others. What if there are a lot of people and many people get hurt?"

Nan Zhishi turned his head away with a proud look on his face: "So what? What does it have to do with me? I just need to kill that guy Manager Tachibana!"

Chu Ming really didn't understand: "If he doesn't agree with you, won't you quit? He didn't steal your ideas. If you change to another company and become successful with your talent, you can show off in front of him. Wouldn't that be more venting?"

Your company is not a winery. If you quit, you will die. But according to the law of science, you might be the one who dies at that time.

Nan Zhishi was stunned for a moment, probably because he didn't expect that he could do this. He was taken away by the police with a dull look in his eyes.

Inspector Megure was praising Kogoro Mouri like crazy, and Mouri Kogoro accepted it all with a arrogant smile.

Throughout the whole process, Conan kept staring at Chu Ming in a -0- posture. He knew that Maori Kogoro did not make any crazy hints to Chu Ming at all. All the doubts the uncle had expressed before were because he really thought so. This was really a beautiful misunderstanding.

but……

Conan asked thoughtfully: "Are all the things Mr. Nan said sincere?"

"Huh?" Chu Ming and Xiaolan looked at Conan in confusion.

Conan lowered his eyes: "Because at that time I went to watch Manager Tachibana play basketball, Mr. Nan reminded me that it was very dangerous there and I couldn't get close to it. I think he didn't want me to be affected at that time..."

Chu Ming touched his chin: "This may be the will of the world. Everyone subconsciously protects the protagonist - except Gin. His will is too strong and the will of the world can't do anything to him."

The more I think about it, the more it makes sense. Aren't the people in the winery protecting Conan in the later period? Vermouth, Curacao, and even Ireland were protecting Conan before they died. Gin, who was fighting alone, was so pitiful. Chu Ming thought of that world-famous painting.

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