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

While Conan was playing games with Xiaolan, Chu Ming quietly changed his face to take out the data box and put it into the system backpack, then changed back to his own face. At this point, a perfect closed loop was created.

Sure enough, after a while, Nakajima Hideaki happily took the box and sneaked into the toilet, ready to see how much money the organization was going to give him this time.

Unfortunately, when the box was opened this time, there were not stacks of banknotes inside, but a box of tickets to send him to heaven.

With a loud 'bang', Chu Ming, standing at the gate, could feel the residual power of the gunpowder. Wow, where did Takeshita Hironobu get such powerful explosives?

Conan hurried out of the game room and saw Chu Ming standing by the door. He asked anxiously, "Brother Chu Ming, what happened? I seemed to hear an explosion?"

Chu Ming pointed to the front: "The toilet exploded, don't you smell it?"

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Conan tilted his head and sniffed carefully, and sure enough, there was a foul odor mixed with the black smoke.

Although the front was smelly, Conan's detective qualities prompted him to firmly squeeze forward among the swarming crowd and inspect the scene. The scene was in a mess, with debris everywhere.

When Officer Megure arrived, the black smoke around had already dissipated, and Chu Ming also took the opportunity to observe the scene and absorbed all the fragmented magnetic fields. It took him a long time, and it seemed that he could not use bombs to kill people next time. This magnetic field was like glass fragments everywhere, making him like a treasure-hunting rat, absorbing a little from the east and collecting a pinch from the west.

"Hmm? I knew it was you..." Officer Megure looked at Maori Kogoro like a demolition team seeing a stubborn household, "What's the situation at the scene? Are there any casualties?"

"There was a victim, but because his body was blown to pieces, there was no way to determine his identity."

"It's Nakajima! He just got his box and said he was in a hurry to go to the bathroom, so he rushed in!" someone nearby shouted in horror.

At this time, Ishikawa, the president of Mantangtang, came in holding a box and opened it with a panicked look on his face: "Mr. Officer, I may have some clues here. This is a threatening letter I received three days before the event. Take a look..."

Officer Megure opened the letter and looked at it with a serious face: "Why didn't you notify the police when you received the letter?"

"I'm sorry, I just thought it was just a prank, and we had already informed the media and peers of the press conference several days in advance. If it was cancelled because of an unknown threatening letter, this... would not be good for the company's reputation, so I didn't call the police." President Ishikawa said while wiping the sweat from his forehead. Now, a terrible explosion happened at the press conference. Who would dare to come to his company to play games in the future?

Because the encounter with Tequila in the original work did not happen, Conan did not realize that this was related to the Black Organization, and still wandered around the crime scene, hoping to find some clues.

Suddenly he felt like he stepped on something, and when he looked down, he saw a bent M circular logo.

"it's wired……"

"What's so strange?" When Chu Ming saw Conan starting to use his power, he immediately came over to speed up the process of solving the case.

"Brother Chu Ming, look at this iron plate badge, why is it flattened toward the outside of the suitcase?"

"It's possible that the impact didn't come from the outside, but from--"

"——From the inside!" Conan's eyes lit up and he looked up suddenly.

Chu Ming seemed to see a beam of light passing through his head. He patted Conan's head to express his approval: "Not bad, so this may not be an indiscriminate killing as Inspector Megure and the others said, but a premeditated murder. The murderer is in this venue. He exchanged the box full of bombs with Mr. Nakajima's box!"

Chu Ming touched his chin and continued, "So this box is the key. Use your advantage and ask the front desk who just picked up the box."

Conan looked at Chu Ming helplessly, ran to the receptionist, looked up and asked in a childish voice: "Miss, I am the assistant of the famous detective Maori Kogoro. Uncle wants me to ask you, who took the box just now?"

The girl at the front desk looked at Conan's chubby face and couldn't help pinching it, saying, "Then sister will help you check. There were four people who came to take the boxes just now. Let me see, Mr. Nakajima Hideaki took box No. 98, Mr. Matsutake Yusuke took box No. 97, Mr. Takeshita Hironobu took box No. 748, and Mr. Ueda Koji took box No. 99."

Conan couldn't help laughing out loud, and Chu Ming patted him from behind: "What are you doing? You're laughing so creepy. Are you so happy when a young lady touches your face?"

"Brother Chu Ming, what nonsense are you talking about! I know who the murderer is!" Facing Chu Ming's inquiring eyes, Conan felt a little proud and guilty, and hurriedly looked around to see if Xiaolan was nearby.

"Just now when we were queuing up to pick up the boxes, Xiaolan was No. 96, Uncle Maori was No. 100, and the three people including the deceased were right between us, No. 97.98.99, 748, and . But Mr. Takeshita Hironobu took box No. , which was obviously not his, but he didn't say anything. Why?"

Conan is used to pretending to speak in the tone of Kogoro Mouri, and he leaves questions for people to think about from time to time.

Chu Ming slapped him in annoyance and said, "Don't keep me in suspense. Do you think you are telling a story? Why are you stopping here to get tips?"

Conan pursed his lips, feeling a little uncomfortable with no one interacting: "This must be because he secretly exchanged Mr. Nakajima's box with his own box containing the bomb. But one thing I don't understand is why it was No. 138, and who was Shotake Yusuke who took No. 97 box?"

Chu Ming stood up and pointed at Takeshita Hironobu who was standing on the side: "Don't think too much for now, tell these inferences to Officer Megure first, and ask him to check what's in Takeshita Hironobu's box. You can ask Mr. Takeshita about your questions later."

Although he must be confused as to why it became 748. Chu Ming looked at Conan's back and smiled slightly. This was the number he specially picked~

Conan ran to Inspector Megure and said something, and pointed at Chu Ming. Facing Inspector Megure's questioning eyes, Chu Ming smiled confidently and took the pot handed over by Conan.

Ah, yes, yes, all of this was deduced by me. I am the college student detective Fujino Chuming. One day when I was playing games at home, I accidentally discovered a black hole, and ended up being brought to the world of anime...

Well, it's time for a "Famous Wine Glenburch".