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

"…Traitor?" Conan heard a word that concerned him.

"Yes, they took out this experimental drug and gave it to people without permission. I didn't agree with it at first, but I couldn't do anything about it."

Huihara Ai turned a page of the magazine in her hand, and forced herself to suppress her trembling hands. She spoke in a calmer tone: "But the biggest reason is that they killed my sister... For this reason, I stopped drug research. This behavior caused the organization to detain me in the laboratory. I took the medicine with the intention of dying, but unexpectedly returned to my childhood. I escaped from the garbage outlet. When I had nowhere to go, I thought of you, and I happened to meet Fujino Chuming. I lied to him and said that I was your relative next door and asked her to send me here. I think we are in the same situation now, so we should be able to empathize with each other-"

Conan was so angry that he was shaking. From his perspective, he could not sympathize with Haibara Ai at all. He was born in the light and pursued justice. He was born in a different position from Shirley, who struggled in darkness. All mistakes are based on choices, but Shirley can't choose at all.

"What are you talking about!! Who can empathize with you! You are a guy who invented a murderous drug!!!! Do you know how many people have been killed by the drug you invented!"

Shirley's fingers holding the book subconsciously tightened the pages and she didn't say anything for a long time.

Chu Ming did not speak. If he wanted to persuade, he could have said many things. Should the person who was shot blame the inventor of the gun? But he did not speak, but once again reaffirmed his idea of ​​covering his vest.

Even Conan couldn't accept that Shirley indirectly harmed others. If he really knew that he was the real deal, their friendship would really come to an end.

——Organization members don’t need friends, but he Chu Ming needs a magnetic field generator!

Dr. Agasa came over to smooth things over: "Don't be angry, Shinichi. Think about it, this drug was invented by her, so wouldn't it be easy for her to make an antidote?"

Conan was a little tempted, but Huiyuan Ai quickly broke his fantasy: "It's useless. The drug information is all in the research institute. There is such a huge amount of drug data, how can I remember it all."

"Where is the research institute?"

Haibara Ai walked to the bookshelf, took out a newspaper from a few days ago, and unfolded it directly.

"They never leave any evidence behind when they do anything. After confirming that I, a traitor, have escaped, all the strongholds I know of will be abandoned. You see—"

Conan stared at the report in the newspaper about the pharmaceutical company being burned down, his eyes full of resentment.

"If the organization continues to use poison on such a large scale, there may be more exceptions like us. Then the organization will find me based on my childhood photos. What do you think, detective? Do you want to get rid of this troublesome task of mine——"

Chu Ming said in Chinese: "The lips and teeth are interdependent."

Conan nodded. Having learned hundreds of millions of knowledge and skills from his father in Hawaii, Conan could also understand Chinese: "Yes, once you are discovered, I will not be immune, so even if it is to protect myself, I can't drive you out."

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"Brother, we have found the trace of the last disk. I investigated all the communication records of that research institute. Three years ago, Shirley sent several disks to her sister. It is very likely that they were leaked at that time." Vodka stood behind Gin and reported respectfully.

Gin tilted his head and took out a cigarette from the cigarette box: "Where is the disk now?"

"It was handed over by Akemi Miyano to Professor Hirota Masami of Nanyang University. Brother, let Granburch take this task?" Vodka secretly wanted to find something for Chu Ming to do. After all, he was the only one who was bored now.

"No, let's go." Gin thought of the 26 tasks he had issued before and the subsequent task reports that gave him a headache.

"But brother, Rum will come to you later to discuss the details of the plan to assassinate Shigehiko Tsuguchi in a month..."

"Tsk." Gin took out his cell phone and sent a message to Chu Ming. It was time to recruit people. Too many rats had been killed recently and there were not enough manpower.

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The phone vibrated twice. Chu Ming glanced at Conan, who was excitedly preparing to go to Professor Akemi Miyano's house to get the disk, and turned on the phone.

"Go to the home of Professor Masami Hirota of Nanyang University to retrieve the drug data disk. I'll have Vodka send you the address. - Gin"

Hiss——Chu Ming glanced at the doctor who was calling to ask for the address, and said hello to Conan: "Conan, I have some urgent matters to deal with at the company, so I won't go with you for the time being."

Conan's entire attention was now focused on the data on drugs that might help him recover. He nodded casually upon hearing this. Only Haibara Ai gave him a questioning look. Chu Ming shook his head, indicating that it was not the organization's business.

Haibara Ai never thought that Chu Ming would lie to her, and she felt a little relieved and continued to listen to the doctor's phone call.

After Chu Ming went out, he was going to ride his motorcycle straight home, but he suddenly remembered that he had left his motorcycle in front of the gate of Teitan Elementary School. Later, he followed Conan and the others everywhere and forgot to ride it back.

Then you can’t use your face to hail a taxi, maybe Conan will find the clues one day.

He put on the organization's special face-pinching mask in a blind spot and took a taxi directly to the address where Vodka was sent, which was still in Shizuoka——

Chu Ming frowned. It seemed that he had to move faster and not let them arrive first.

——However, I don’t know if it was an obstruction of the world’s will, but the taxi Chu Ming was riding in suddenly had a flat tire halfway through the journey and could no longer drive.

Chu Ming paid the fee reluctantly and got off the car, notifying the outside members to pick him up.

Chu Ming was squatting on the side of the road bored, when a black car came speeding over. The window rolled down, revealing Vodka's face.

"? Why is it you?" Chu Ming was a little surprised. He was clearly just calling the peripheral members.

"The sniper mission in a month is related to the future development direction of the organization. The organization has been busy recently, and you need to drive faster, so the eldest brother sent me your disguise photo and asked me to come over."

Chu Ming glanced at the somewhat aggrieved Vodka and handed him the number: "Call him and see if he is at home. It would be inappropriate if my voice is heard."

Vodka pretended to be an insurance salesman and called, but no one answered. It seemed that the call was over. Chu Ming was a little anxious and kept urging Vodka to drive faster.

When he arrived downstairs of Professor Hirota, Chu Ming looked around and saw the lights of Dr. Agasa's Beetle from afar. He exhaled lightly, leaving the vodka in the car, climbed up from the side of the building, and broke through the glass of the study to get in.

Entering the room, Chu Ming ignored the person who was pressed under the bookshelf. After absorbing the magnetic field, Chu Ming put on gloves and began to search, collecting all the magnetic disks at the crime scene and taking them away.

There was a knock on the door, and Chu Ming quickened his pace, preparing to return through the window.

"Who!!" Conan saw a man in black carrying a few disks out of the window near the door. With the moonlight outside the window, he couldn't help but widen his eyes. It was the man who saved him at the Izu Hotel last time!

——He is actually a member of the Black Organization!