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

After listening to all of Shodou Kurumi's descriptions, Maori Kogoro decided to go to her house to take a closer look at the two people who claimed to be the boys back then.

So everyone followed together to Zhuangtang Hutao's villa. As the journey was far and the departure time was not very early, it was already afternoon when everyone arrived.

As soon as he got off the car, Chu Ming felt a strong sense of being watched. He subconsciously looked towards the lush bushes outside the gate. It seemed that someone was looking at him just now...

The feeling of being surrounded by prying eyes - as if there is a fine net nearby, tightly encircling the villa.

Chu Ming put his hands in his pockets and stood next to Vodka, secretly on guard. However, the fool Vodka was still unaware and was happily listening to Zhuang Tang Hu Tao's talk about the dinner arrangements.

Chu Ming was speechless. No wonder Gin was worried about this idiot going out on a mission alone. With such vigilance, he didn't even know what was going on when he was led into the police encirclement. He was probably still happily treating them as brothers.

However, he did not remind Vodka. After all, reminding him would only make him nervous and would make it easier for the secret spy to notice something was wrong.

After dinner, Chu Ming was doing two things at once. On one hand, he was listening to the two men who both claimed to be the young boys arguing with each other, and on the other hand, he was keeping an eye on the people outside who were spying on him.

After observing for such a long time, Chu Ming also discovered that the target of these peepers was not them, but someone in this villa. And just when the moon appeared from the clouds, Chu Ming took a quick glance and seemed to see clearly the appearance of those who were monitoring them.

Chu Ming's gaze fell on Conan, who also felt something was wrong. He was huddled behind the curtains, his eyes fixed on the darkness outside the house, his brows furrowed.

Chu Ming also stood beside him. Conan was startled by Chu Ming who suddenly appeared behind him, but sometimes he was really brave, so he lowered his voice and asked: "Did you also find something wrong? That feeling of being watched by someone..."

Chu Ming deliberately grinned and said in a cold and low voice: "Yes, and I can smell it, a stench that belongs only to those guys in the Metropolitan Police Department."

"Ah?" Conan paused, not reacting for a moment.

"Don't believe it?" Chu Ming chuckled, and ran his fingertips across the window, mapping out a route in the air: "Go around from here and take a look, and you'll know."

Seeing Chu Ming walking out, Conan followed him without thinking. Firstly, he was curious about Chu Ming's judgment. Secondly, he was afraid that if Chu Ming's judgment was correct and he saw the police when he went out, a conflict would occur between the two sides and Chu Ming would directly wipe out the police.

On the other side, Vodka, who was still on the table occasionally picking up a sushi and putting it into his mouth, saw Chu Ming go out, and immediately followed him out with his mouth full of rice without having time to swallow it.

His eldest brother had told him that except when he was on a mission, he should stay close to Granburch.

He must strictly follow his elder brother's orders.

Chu Ming just walked out of the living room door, and paused. He turned back and saw Maori Kogoro in the hall, still diligently asking the two people about the details of thirty years ago. He thought for a moment and raised his chin towards Conan: "Go take him out too, so that he won't be questioned if he meets the police. You don't want to see me take action directly, right?"

Chu Ming originally wanted to take only Conan with him, but when he saw Vodka following him closely, he knew that it must be Gin's request. Not only did he want Vodka to keep an eye on him and not cause trouble, he also wanted him to take care of him more.

In this case, Kogoro Mouri must be present. After all, Conan alone is not enough to make the police ignore the existence of vodka.

He is now using the identity of Shochiku Yusuke instead of Chu Ming, who is familiar to the police. He can play a passerby perfectly, but after being with Vodka and Gin for a long time, he might be stained with the blood on his body, and the experienced police might find out. Or he might be too nervous and be exposed when questioned by the police?

Conan was also very smart. He said something to Kogoro Mouri after entering. They went out from the back door of the villa and came out of the alley next to it. They saw two familiar figures squatting stealthily in the bushes in front of them.

"who is it?!"

Maori Kogoro shouted at the black shadows. The two figures with their backs to the crowd were visibly startled and sat down on the ground. When the two turned around, Conan couldn't help but widen his eyes: "Officer Takagi? And Officer Chiba? Why are you here?"

Conan was quite surprised. Granburch was right. They were really police officers. But what were they doing here? Did they discover the identities of Granburch and Vodka?

He subconsciously looked at Chu Ming and Vodka behind him. Chu Ming was still calm, but Vodka's body was a little stiff, and he seemed to be very wary of the two police officers mentioned by Conan.

"What are you doing?" Kogoro Mouri was a little confused.

"I'm following him." Officer Megure walked out slowly from the darkness. "I'm monitoring a suspect in a case that happened fifteen years ago."

"Fifteen years ago?" Kogoro Mouri thought about it carefully, with confusion in his eyes.

"Have you forgotten, Mori, the serial murder case fifteen years ago? The suspect we want to catch is the one who left the scars on my face." Inspector Matsumoto walked out from the back, his eyes swept over the people behind Kogoro Mori, and frowned slightly.

Chu Ming looked at the man who had been disguised by Ireland before, and smiled at him friendly. He met his eyes calmly, without a trace of guilt, and his eyes were full of openness. Manager Matsumoto did not ask about his identity again, and turned his gaze back to Maori Kogoro.

Officer Megure reminded him: "Superintendent, you forgot that Maori had just become a policeman fifteen years ago, and he might not know much about the case."

Superintendent Matsumoto touched the scar on his left eye, his eyes sharp, "Twenty years ago, I forced him to the dock alone, snatched the knife he used to cut my eye, and slashed the guy in half."

Maori Kogoro's face changed slightly, and he obviously thought of the two men who tried to claim the bonus in the villa: "Could it be that——"

Conan thought more about it and subconsciously looked at Vodka behind Chu Ming. When Chu Ming heard that scars could be exchanged for money, he said that Vodka had a straight-shaped wound on his back!

Could it be him?

Superintendent Matsumoto continued, "It's just as you thought. After seeing the news about the young lady in this house, we thought that guy might use this scar to exchange for money, so we came to follow the prison."

Conan's brain was working rapidly. Since the police thought that the murderer would use the scar to make money, it meant that in their investigation, the murderer's age should meet the criteria that Miss Zhuangtang was looking for.

Miss Zhuang Tang is 39 years old now. The boy who met her thirty years ago should be around 40 years old, and Vodka looks to be around years old.

Although Inspector Matsumoto could not remember whether he was hit in the chest or back, the murderer was unlikely to be Vodka.

Conan slowly breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that Vodka was the murderer and that Inspector Matsumoto had seen through him, which would make a conflict inevitable.