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

"Brother Chu Ming! Come on, come on, just accompany me. Dr. Agasa wants to take Huibara to buy some equipment, so his place will be vacant. That is the legendary first edition of Sherlock Holmes' Study of the Scarlet Letter that Conan Doyle first interviewed!!!!!!" Conan hugged Chu Ming's thigh and said a long string of words in one breath.

Chu Ming looked at the leg pendant hanging on his leg, ignored the weight, and went straight to the table to pour a glass of water.

When I was having a sound nap, I heard Conan ringing the doorbell. The ring sounded so urgent that I thought something big happened.

It turned out to be just because Conan signed up for the Sherlock Holmes tour group and won the prize. When he heard that the prize included a collectible book, he was afraid that the test process would require reasoning and he would be no match for four people alone. His teammate Mouri Kogoro was only an old man who could only use the method of elimination, so he quickly came to find Chu Ming to accompany him.

"You've already gone with Uncle Maori, so what are you afraid of?"

Conan was about to refute when he suddenly remembered that Chu Ming only knew him as Kudo Shinichi, and didn't know that he was the starring actor in the so-called reasoning show of Maori Kogoro.

"But when the organizers heard that I was a kid who was temporarily staying at Uncle Maori's house, they immediately invited Uncle Maori as well. What if Uncle Maori was invited to be a judge? Then I still don't have a teammate~"

How could that be? You also have Osaka Black Chicken—Chu Ming glanced at Conan, who completely treated himself as a child.

"Okay, okay, why don't I go? Stop picking at me." Chu Ming tore off Conan's chewing gum and threw it aside, then got up and went upstairs to pack up.

The organization’s things have been put away, so there’s no need to worry about Conan finding anything... right?

——Wait! The novel I updated last night is still on the desktop of my laptop on the desk! It seems that I didn’t turn off the computer last night!

When Chu Ming went downstairs, he saw Conan struggling to push a chair to the desk, standing on it and clicking the mouse.

Chu Ming rushed over in two steps and pulled the man down: "What are you doing? Are you trying to peek at what I wrote? This is not allowed, detective. Although you have become smaller, you can't use your age to do bad things secretly!"

Conan smiled cunningly: "Brother Chu Ming, are you writing a love letter? I seem to have seen a few girls' names, Amuro Namiko? Kurojin Kotoko?" Before he had time to see the details, he was pulled down by Chu Ming, but Conan still noticed these names that were obviously girls'.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could it be a love letter!!!" Chu Ming felt a chill, thinking about the scene of himself writing a love letter to Gin or Bourbon, and couldn't help shaking Conan who was still in his hand, "Pour out the waste in your brain!"

Conan felt a little dizzy, and quickly held Chu Ming's hand: "Don't shake it, don't shake it, I won't say anything, brother Chu Ming, we should set off, uncle should be here soon, I asked him to come here to pick us up."

Oh, Chu Ming is still shy. What's there to be ashamed of writing a love letter? Is it because he likes two girls? ?(? ???w??? ?)?

After setting a password for the computer, shutting it down and putting it away, Chu Ming took Conan out. He must not let this house-wrecker in next time.

The van that came to pick them up already had several people in it. When they saw Chu Ming and his friends getting in the van, several people greeted them warmly.

It was already late when we set out, and by the time we got on the mountain highway it was already dark. Everyone in the car was excitedly discussing Conan Doyle's novels.

When asked about his favorite novel, Conan, who was sitting in the front, turned around excitedly and said, "My favorite is The Sign of Four! I've read it many times!"

"Wow, little brother is amazing. He can recognize so many words at such a young age~"

"My favorite is "The Red Hair Society", that story is very classic~"

Conan simply turned around and leaned on the back of the chair, chatting with Chu Ming who was sitting behind him: "Brother Chu Ming, what about you? Which one do you like best?"

"If I have to say which one I like best, I prefer The Hound of the Baskervilles. It should be considered a classic."

"Oh, I think 'A Study in Scarlet' is the most classic. That's the first appearance of Sherlock Holmes~" an uncle in the back row came over and said.

"What about this gentleman?" Someone suddenly cue the silent Kogoro Mouri and asked a soul-searching question.

"Um... this..." Maori Kogoro scratched his head. He has never been interested in these novels. "My favorite should be the Western car murder case..."

"..."

"..."

"You should be talking about Murder on the Orient Express, right? That wasn't written by Conan Doyle. What's going on? Is there an outsider involved in this group?"

Everyone was talking at once, and Kogoro Mori slid down his seat in embarrassment.

The few people stopped talking about this and started chatting. A group of Conan Doyle fans got together and had endless things to talk about.

........................

"Ah, distinguished guests, I would like to sincerely welcome you all. I am the inn owner Hiroyuki Kanaya who planned this trip for you." A man dressed as Sherlock Holmes and looked like Inspector Megure was standing in the hotel with a smile on his face to welcome everyone. "The people gathered here today are all true Sherlock Holmes fans who have been strictly selected by me."

"Really? But there seems to be someone in our car who doesn't even know what Sherlock Holmes' cases are." Teng Chi Junming on the side added coldly.

Kanaya Hiroyuki looked at the person he was pointing at and immediately went over to him: “Oh—Mr. Maori!”

He turned to the crowd and said, "Let me introduce to you all. This is Mr. Maori Kogoro, a famous detective who has recently gained fame and is comparable to Sherlock Holmes."

Chu Ming and Conan twitched their lips at the same time, feeling that Holmes was offended. This was definitely the worst time that Holmes had been criticized, no doubt about it.