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

"Don't worry, after we kill all the people, I'll ask them to go outside and capture some more people to replenish the chess pieces." Chu Ming deliberately misinterpreted their meaning: "I know what you are planning. You want to use the draw to delay time, and when your friend named Fujino wakes up and calls the police, we will have to leave, right?"

Chu Ming tilted his head, looking as if he had realized something. "I have to say, you two famous detectives are quite evil-minded. Since you have pleased me, it is not impossible for you to try to take away your treasures in this way."

"But I can't let you continue playing shogi. How about changing to Chinese chess? Play two more games of Chinese chess. Regardless of whether you win or lose, I will let you take your people away. How about that?"

Unlike chess and shogi, in shogi you can choose to put the captured pieces back on the board, but this is not possible in chess.

So Chu Ming's words were full of malice, and he was completely instigating the two to exchange dozens of lives for the safety of Xiaolan and Heye.

This is absolutely an unacceptable option for the two detectives who have always upheld justice.

Sure enough, after hearing what Chu Ming said, the two men, who were already angry because of Lafitte's killing spree at the railing, were now even more furious.

Hattori held the railing tightly, turned around and yelled at Chu Ming: "You bastard, these are more than a dozen lives! You actually treat this as a game!"

Such bland words did not cause any harm to Chu Ming at all, so he did not take it seriously: "The world is so boring, it is their honor to add some fun to my game."

Chu Ming changed the subject and blinked his eyes innocently at Hattori: "Besides, dear detective, these people died because of you. I'm just an executive officer. How can you put all the blame on me?"

"Don't change the subject. Either you kill me today, or one day, I will send you to jail!" Shinichi clenched his teeth tightly, his chest heaving violently. He tried his best to suppress his anger and uttered the harsh words word by word.

"NO NO NO." Chu Ming shook his finger. "Little detective, let me sort it out for you. If you hadn't hired someone to pretend to be you and accompany your girlfriend, your photos wouldn't have been sent to Gin's table. In this way, I wouldn't have to come here during my vacation to deal with the mess you made, and naturally these things wouldn't have happened. So, who do you think is the culprit?"

Shinichi's face turned red with anger after being hit by Chu Ming's specious blame-shifting theory, but he still raised his head with a stubborn light in his eyes: "Of course it's you, you——"

Before Shinichi could finish his long speech, Chu Ming interrupted him directly: "I know what you want to do. You are just trying to delay time by arguing with me. But my patience is not very good. Now, you only have two choices.

Choose Shogi, where you two play against each other, and the winner can take away his treasure and all the remaining villagers; or choose Xiangqi, where after two games, you can take away all the remaining people except the pieces that have been eliminated. Choose your choice.

"Oh, yes, there is another option." Chu Ming added as if he had just remembered, "I remember giving you a key with the letter. That is the key to the door behind you. If you don't want to participate in the game, you can leave at any time. Of course, you two have to leave on your own."

It seems that there are three options, but based on Chu Ming's understanding of Shinichi and Hattori, they only know the first one.

Sure enough, after a moment of silence, Shinichi made a decision: "We choose Shogi."

"Kudo, you--" Hattori wanted to say something, but was stopped by Shinichi. He glanced at Xiaolan who was sitting in the crowd with her head down, and a crystal flashed in his eyes.

He pulled Hattori over and whispered a few words to him, then pulled the frowning Hattori back to the table, "Granburch, no need to compete, I admit defeat, Xiaolan and I will stay here, you don't have to arrest anyone, just release Heye and the rest."

Chu Ming raised his eyebrows. This was beyond his expectation. He glanced at Hattori and deliberately sighed: "I thought you were good friends, but it turned out that you were just like this in the face of life and death. How do you feel about watching your best friend die for you?"

Hattori didn't know whether he was angry or sad, his eyes were a little red. He didn't say anything, but just stared at Chu Ming's disguise, as if he wanted to remember this face firmly in his mind.

Chu Ming didn't care about his look at all. He flicked his hand and an anesthetic needle flew out from his sleeve and pierced Hattori's neck. He swayed and collapsed.

"Hattori!" Shinichi grabbed Hattori's body in panic and was slightly relieved when he saw that he was just sleeping. "Didn't you say you would let them go?"

How could Chu Ming let someone go now? If Hattori went out and found that the room was empty and Chu Ming, who should have been sleeping in the room, was missing, wouldn't that expose the truth?

I originally thought that both Shinichi and Hattori would be eager to sacrifice their lives heroically, but I didn't expect that Hattori didn't even refute Shinichi's decision. There must be something wrong.

So to be on the safe side, let him fall asleep first.

Chu Ming took out the remote control from his pocket and pressed the button. The door in the middle of the railing popped open with a click. He spoke coldly, rummaging in his pocket, and finally took out a few blood collection tubes and handed them to Lafitte: "Draw some blood from him, draw a few more tubes, and fill them up."

Keep promising the boss to draw some blood from him. Conan's blood is easy to draw, but Shinichi's is not easy to come by, so get some and keep it as a backup.

Lafitte reluctantly took the blood collection tube from Chu Ming's hand, rolled up Shinichi's sleeve, confirmed his blood vessels with a quick glance, and inserted the needle.

Shinichi did not resist. He let Lafitte take tube after tube of blood from him. His face was a little pale, but his eyes were always on Lafitte.

Granburch didn't do it himself, but handed it over to this masked man. Could he be the doctor of that organization?

But this person gave him a very familiar feeling, as if he had seen him somewhere before...

Seeing that Shinichi's eyes were still on Lafitte, Chu Ming did not stop him. He just stood up and dragged Makoto Yada out.

"You promised me that you would release them all." Shinichi's voice was a little hoarse, perhaps due to excessive blood loss.

Chu Ming looked back in surprise: "You know I'm not a good person, why do you think I will keep my promise?"

Shinichi, who had always met members of the organization who kept their promises, was stunned. He pressed the bleeding needle wound on his arm, his face pale: "You——"

Chu Ming quickly pulled out his gun and shot Makoto Yada in the middle of his eyebrows. Blood splattered on his face, and he wiped it off without caring.

When Makoto Yada appeared, Chu Ming had no intention of letting him go. After all, Gin had been tracking down Kudo Shinichi's whereabouts. Although he knew that Conan was Shinichi, he could not capture him for the time being due to the boss's order. So this mission must have an end.

And Makoto Yada is the best scapegoat.