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

Vermouth turned around and pulled Conan behind her. She looked at Chu Ming, who came out of the darkness and stopped at the junction of light and darkness, with a look of mockery and malice on his face. She clenched her fists slightly and said, "Granburch, why are you here?"

"Of course I came here with your little friend." Chu Ming stopped and looked at Vermouth who was standing in front of the car and protecting Conan tightly. He said in a cold tone: "Vermouth, you have crossed the line."

Vermouth knew what Chu Ming meant. Granburch knew that she would let Conan go more or less. She thought that the reason why Granburch didn't care whether she caught Conan or not was because in his mind Conan was not a threat, so he didn't care too much about it before.

But she was indeed in the wrong today. It was a big taboo to leak the mission details without authorization before the organization's mission was completed.

However, she was not prepared to tell Conan everything. She only wanted to tell Conan a little bit, but she was caught by Granburr...

Seeing her in a daze, Chu Ming smiled maliciously at Conan who leaned his head out, then slowly took out a pistol from his side, installed a silencer, and loaded it.

Conan couldn't help but take a step back, and his back hit Vermouth's car. The cold touch made his heart sink, and he touched the anesthetic needle on his wrist.

Based on the principle of striking first, he poked his head out from behind Vermouth and shot an anesthetic needle in the direction of Chu Ming, then opened the car door and prepared to hide in the car to prevent Granburch from shooting.

But he pulled hard and couldn't open the car door. The car that Vermouth had unlocked before was locked again at some point.

Chu Ming dodged the anesthetic needle that was shot at his neck, suppressed the smile on his face, and with murderous intent surging out of him, he took two steps forward to catch Conan who was trying to escape, but was stopped by Vermouth who reacted quickly.

Chu Ming's face completely darkened. He stared at Vermouth with warnings in his eyes: "Vermouth, are you going to stop me?"

Although Vermouth was a little panicked, she remained calm. She tore off the disguise on her face and blinked at Chu Ming: "Don't be so angry, Granburch, you know he is my savior, and I can't just watch you kill him~"

Chu Ming looked at Vermouth helping Conan to feel miserable and sneered, "Then go away. I won't kill you in front of you."

"..."

Before Vermouth could say anything, Chu Ming stepped forward and pushed her away. Looking at Conan who had turned around and ran a few steps, Chu Ming strode forward, leaned over and stretched out his left hand to grab Conan's collar, and then his right hand grabbed his neck and lifted him up from the ground, then turned around and pressed him on the car.

Looking at Conan who was struggling by prying his hands apart, a flash of hostility flashed across Chu Ming's eyes, and he slowly exerted force with his palms.

Conan only felt a feeling of suffocation. He took a deep breath, but felt that the air was getting thinner and thinner. Every nerve in his body was clamoring in pain. He tried to reach out to pry Chu Ming's hand apart, but his strength was like an ant trying to shake a tree. He was unable to resolve the predicament at all.

He really didn't expect that he would actually lose his life like this. His eyesight gradually became unfocused, and his hands, which were trying to save himself, seemed to be drooping weakly.

Vermouth looked at Chu Ming and saw that he really wanted to kill him. She was a little flustered. She reached out and grabbed Chu Ming's arm, trying to save Conan: "Wait, Granburch, don't kill him."

Chu Ming let her pull his hand away. Conan, who was originally pressed above the car window by him, lost his control and fell directly to the ground. His head hit the car door with a dull sound.

The feeling of suffocation from lack of oxygen had not yet dissipated. Conan was gasping for breath, his eyes went dark, and he felt dizzy.

Vermouth quickly squatted down to check on him, and saw a purple handprint slowly emerging on his neck, which showed how much strength Granburch had used just now.

She felt a little distressed, but it was difficult to show it now, so she could only stand up and try to negotiate with Chu Ming: "You don't really want to kill him, right? After all, there are many opportunities for you to do it. Since we can talk, tell me what the conditions are."

Chu Ming looked down at Conan, who was lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment. He poked him with his toes, and seeing that he had no reaction, he couldn't help but chuckled: "Are you sure?"

He certainly wouldn't kill Conan himself. What could he do with just a few points after killing him?

Moreover, Ireland will be able to find out Conan's identity immediately. Once his identity is exposed and the organization wants to eliminate him, he can still follow Gin to get some points.

It would be better to take advantage of this opportunity to grab something from Vermouth.

Hearing Chu Ming's interest, Vermouth breathed a sigh of relief: "Of course."

"Bourbon has quit, and Kiel is probably busy enough too. You will take over my future tasks, right?" Chu Ming took the opportunity to speak loudly.

"All of them?" Vermouth gritted her teeth secretly. This guy has been with Conan for quite a while, and he never brought anyone to Gin. Now he's taking advantage of the situation to rob him. How cool of him.

Chu Ming didn't say anything, just thinking that she had accepted the conditions, and turned his gaze to Conan again: "Gin is looking for him now. You told him the relevant news. Do you want him to fall into Gin's trap?"

Vermouth brushed back the long hair that fell on her cheek, looked at Conan helplessly, and was about to say something when she realized that the boy had recovered his breath and was now quietly listening to their conversation with his ears perked up.

She looked away as if nothing had happened: "How could he be so stupid..."

"Don't you know whether he is that stupid or not?" Chu Ming looked at Vermouth deceiving herself and couldn't help but sneer.

Conan leaned against the car door, half-closed his eyes, and felt dizzy. Hearing Granburch's familiar words, he was a little confused. Granburch seemed to know him very well...

Could it be the people around him?

As far as he knew, Granburch, like Vermouth, was good at disguise, so it wouldn't be difficult for him to change his face and lurk beside him...

But Granburch clearly knew his identity, but never reported it. He originally thought that it was Vermouth's identity that could suppress Granburch, but today it seems that Granburch's status in the organization is obviously not low, which is even more unreasonable.

I could have reported it to Gin, but there was no response. But when I saw him, I could have the heart to kill him...

This is so strange, there must be something wrong.