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

Seeing Conan's expression change, no longer the confident look he had just now, Ireland spoke as if he had won a game: "Actually, when the fingerprint comparison results came out at the beginning, I was a little skeptical, but seeing you like this, I am probably sure."

Conan clenched his hands in his pockets slowly: "Have you reported this to your boss?"

"No, not yet. I haven't told anyone yet." Ireland put down the empty glass and forced a hideous smile, which, combined with Officer Matsumoto's face, was enough to scare a child to tears.

"Not even Gin?"

"It seems you know a lot about us." Ireland pulled out a pistol from his pocket. "Of course I don't. That guy thinks highly of himself. You should be the only mistake he made during this mission. I plan to bring you to him and let him take a good look at the mistakes he made due to his carelessness."

He doesn't have any major conflicts with Gin, he just can't stand him. It makes him happy just thinking about making such a selfless person bow his head and suffer humiliation.

Conan saw that he had not had time to report yet, so as long as he could capture him in time, his own identity could still be preserved.

Conan looked down at his shoes. The anesthetic needle had already been used. Now he had to take advantage of this guy's unpreparedness.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his face and neck, and his whole body flew up, then fell heavily to the ground.

Ireland twisted his wrist and sneered, "Don't think about your little props. I won't kill you. It's boring to bring a corpse back. I will put you alive in front of Gin so that he can't deny it."

Without waiting for Conan to get up, he squatted down slightly and punched Conan in the abdomen again, knocking him away.

Ireland just wanted to knock Conan out and take him away, but what surprised him was that he could knock down an adult with one punch, but the child in front of him did not faint no matter whether he was hit in the neck or in the abdomen.

Just as he was about to make up for it again, he heard hurried footsteps. He stepped back slightly and hid in the shadows, and found that the people coming up were the administrator of the tower and Mao Lilan.

As soon as Xiaolan came up, she saw Conan leaning against a pillar with his eyes half closed and his head slightly tilted. His face was a little red and swollen, and there was a purple bruise on his neck, which was obviously caused by being pinched. His clothes were also a little worn and dusty, and he looked in a disheveled state.

Xiaolan bent down distressedly, but saw Officer Matsumoto running over in a hurry. He flashed a flashlight and looked at them: "Are you okay?"

When Xiaolan saw the police, she looked anxious: "Officer Matsumoto, this is bad, many policemen down there are——"

"Yes." Ireland's eyes flashed with an ambiguous light, "They were all attacked by the murderer."

Conan, who was sitting back, heard Xiaolan's voice, opened his eyes with difficulty, and held Xiaolan's ankle with trembling hands: "Go quickly - he is not -"

"Boom-"

The employee who came up with Xiaolan suddenly closed his eyes and fell at her feet. Xiaolan's face suddenly became serious. She stood up and frowned as she looked at Ireland, who was pointing a gun at her against the light: "You are not Officer Matsumoto, who are you?"

Ireland grinned grimly, "Of course I'm not, but you should worry about your own life first."

Xiaolan stared at the muzzle of the gun with sharp eyes and was on guard.

Ireland looked at her as if she was facing a great enemy and sneered: "Why, can you still dodge a bullet?"

Xiaolan thought about how Kyogoku Makoto dodged the bullet. Although her skills were not as good as Kyogoku Makoto, if it was just a pistol, Shinichi had told her that the speed of a rifle was one thousand meters per second, but a pistol was only one-third of that. As long as she concentrated...

Xiaolan focused all her attention on Ireland's finger that pulled the trigger. Suddenly, she felt something prick her neck. She became sleepy and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Why are you so hesitant?" Chu Ming appeared at the door with Matsutake Yusuke's face. He saw the police car coming this way, and it would be too late if he didn't take action now. "Your identity has been exposed, and the small room where Matsumoto is imprisoned has been discovered. If you dawdle any longer, you won't be able to leave."

"Glenburch?" Ireland straightened up. "Why are you here?"

"I'll pick you up." Chu Ming put away the anesthetic needle and asked casually, "Did you get the stuff?"

"I got it. I also got an unexpected reward." Ireland threw the SD card to Chu Ming, loaded his pistol and pointed it at Xiaolan's penis hole, "Wait until I kill this girl, then we'll retreat."

Before Chu Ming could say anything, a football whizzed towards Ireland's wrist. Ireland quickly retreated and took two steps back. Conan pounced on Xiaolan and said, "Don't touch Xiaolan!"

Ireland looked at Conan's anxious look and kicked him away, landing right at Chu Ming's feet. He shot and broke Conan's belt and shoes directly. Seeing that he had no other weapons, he turned around and raised his chin to Chu Ming: "Do you know who this kid is?"

Chu Ming looked at Ireland, who was the only one sober among the drunken ones, and said with a half-smile: "Kudo Shinichi."

"Yes, he is - huh? You know?" Ireland's smug look froze in disbelief, "How did you know?"

Conan was panting at Chu Ming's feet, struggling to get up, but he was too weak. He reached out and subconsciously grabbed Chu Ming's pants: "Don't... don't hurt her... I can go with you... with you, let her go..., she doesn't know anything..."

"I know everything." Chu Ming slightly raised his eyelids and glanced at Ireland. The moonlight outside the tower fell on him, and he looked particularly mysterious in the semi-brightness. He kicked Conan away and chuckled, "Do you think you have first-hand information?"

Ireland was a little unwilling: "What about Gin? Does he know about it?"

Conan also held his breath and pricked up his ears quietly.

"He doesn't know. Let's go, this kid hasn't seen your face, he won't tell the police anything." Chu Ming glanced at Conan, his smile not reaching his eyes.

"Don't take him with you? He's Kudo Shinichi, and he's obviously tracking down the organization..." Ireland didn't understand, and his tone was a little aggressive, "You knew about it a long time ago but didn't report it. Is it to cover up Gin's fault?"

"So what?" Chu Ming said firmly, "You don't need to interfere in Japan's affairs. When this mission is over, you can go back to the United States."

Ireland was obviously unwilling to accept this. Although he had no deep hatred against Gin, the atmosphere in the organization was that if I pulled you down, I would be promoted. He thought he could catch Gin making a big mistake this time, but Granburch, an outlier with deep loyalty and loyalty, appeared.

"Aren't you afraid that I will report both of you to the boss?"

Chu Ming was ready to go out. Seeing that Ireland had not given up, he sneered and said, "Then you should report Belmode as well. She knows about it too."

"...???"

Have all the Japanese intelligence teams been bewitched by Gin? ! ! One by one, they are shielding him???