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

The next morning, it was already late when Chu Ming went downstairs. Chu Ming and Vodka were not there last night, so Conan took over Maori Kogoro's account again. Based on the scars about ten centimeters long on the butler's body, he confirmed that Miss Zhuangtang's savior was the butler beside her.

At the same time, the police had actually found out last night that the two impostors were not the criminals that Inspector Matsumoto was looking for.

Chu Ming was speechless when he heard Kogoro Mori talking about how he had no memory of what happened last night and that all the great achievements were made up by himself. So, Inspector Matsumoto's scar is not very reliable. Is it controlled by mind control?

This time they followed behind Kogoro Mori, using the excuse of admiring the famous detective's heroic figure when solving a case. So when listening to Kogoro Mori's description, Chu Ming was not only very supportive, but also looked very regretful, blaming himself for going to bed too early last night and not being able to see the famous detective show his prowess.

Kogoro Maori was so happy with all the flattery that he patted Chu Ming on the shoulder and told him that he could come to the office to see him anytime he wanted.

After breakfast, several people left Miss Zhuang Tang's villa. Chu Ming used the excuse that he had work to do and parted ways with them at the door, then went straight to the mission location with vodka.

Chu Ming has seen the plan made by Vodka. He has been following Gin for so long, and although he was just following him before, he has learned a lot after all. Chu Ming thinks this plan is quite similar to his father's.

The missions around here are not big ones. They are just high-level tasks like collecting protection fees or assassinating a few minions.

So Chu Ming thought that he didn't need to take any action on these tasks, he just needed to follow along.

In the end, extortion for protection money was not a big deal, after all, it was a task that Vodka was used to doing, but when it came to assassination, he could indeed kill the person quickly with one shot, but Chu Ming casually told him to clean up the scene.

Originally, because there was plenty of time, and the unlucky guy who was killed this time lived in a remote place, Chu Ming planned to use this excellent practice place to let Vodka practice how to deal with his traces if he went on a mission alone.

What he never expected was that Vodka really had the talent of a reckless heroine. She simply cleaned up the traces and made it look like a confession scene.

"Who told you that cleaning up the scene means just wiping the blood with a rag?" Chu Ming was very disappointed. "I told you to clean up the scene, but I didn't tell you to help people clean up the house so diligently! Are you planning to turn yourself in by leaving those fingerprints and shoe prints when you came in just now?!"

Chu Ming sighed, "You pushed the door open without gloves, leaving fingerprints on the door. After killing him, you stepped on the blood that had not dried yet on the edge of the table with your right foot, leaving a little shoe print. You even shot him in the chest and killed him. Now you are going to wipe off the blood and fake it as suicide? What were you thinking? Huh?"

Vodka stood in the middle, trying to think: "Then should I pretend to be a robber and kill people?"

"How to disguise?"

Vodka said with a bitter face: "You turned his house upside down and took away some valuables?"

Chu Ming sneered and mocked mercilessly: "Then leave more traces and wait to be taken away by the police?"

Vodka scratched his head and said, "Then...I'll take the body away?"

"..."

Chu Ming's silence said it all, and Vodka lowered his head silently.

"You've been following Gin for so long, haven't you learned the essence of Gin?" Facing Vodka's blank eyes, Chu Ming suddenly felt that raising a child was indeed a hard job, so it would be better to let him do it himself. "For you, if there are too many clues left behind and it's difficult to clean them up, it's better to start a fire or a bomb directly instead of cleaning them up slowly."

"As for those places where it's not easy to place bombs..."

Chu Ming took great pains to teach Vodka in the current environment. He talked until his mouth was dry and he wanted to ask Vodka how much he had understood, but when he met his eyes, Chu Ming silently held back his words.

Forget it, don’t ask anymore. If you ask too much, he will be the one who feels uncomfortable.

He just reminded her again and again: "Next time, after completing the task, don't worry about anything else, just blow up the scene immediately!"

After finishing today's tasks and returning to Mihua in the afternoon, Chu Ming sent Vodka away and quickly called Gin.

It was rare that Gin didn't answer the phone immediately, but waited for a long time before answering it.

Before Chu Ming could say anything, Gin's angry voice came from the receiver: "You'd better have something important to say."

Chu Ming was rebellious and wanted to complain, but after hearing what Gin said, he was no longer anxious: "Oh, what? Can't you call and chat with your brother if you have nothing to do?"

Gin silently suppressed his rising anger and gritted his teeth: "You chat."

Chu Ming lay on the sofa and began to list all the stupid mistakes that Vodka had made today. He asked Gin a soul-searching question: "Vodka has been following you for so long, how could you bear not to replace him, but to keep cleaning up his mess?"

Although Chu Ming's description was indeed a bit disgusting, it was rare to hear Chu Ming speak in such a collapsed tone. Gin's anger at being woken up in the middle of the night was much relieved. It turned out that it takes a fool to deal with a bad guy.

But he couldn't let Granburch know what he was thinking, otherwise he would probably quit, so Gin didn't answer, but just changed the subject: "I will be back in half a month, and the information during this period will be sent to your email."

Chu Ming never expected that a complaint phone call from him would lead to a task. He couldn't help but want to fly to the United States to beat up Gin: "Why did you send it to my email? I won't do it. Give it to Vermouth, or Lafitte, or Bourbon if that doesn't work. Don't give it to me anyway!"

"This is the information for my mission, not for you to do. The boss has said that since you have shown your willingness to take over the organization, you should not stay out of everything."

Gin put his hand on his forehead and drank a glass of cold water while standing in front of the table. He had been up for several days and finally fell asleep when he was woken up by a phone call from Granburch. After drinking the cold water, he continued, "I came to the United States this time to find a few more snipers for the organization."

"The US Navy SEALs have a sniper with outstanding military exploits, but he has lost contact since retiring a few years ago. It is rumored that his sniping skills are second only to Akai Shuichi in the United States. This time someone has discovered his whereabouts, and I came here in person to see if I can win him over to the organization. In addition, I have also contacted a few mercenaries, and Ireland will be responsible for the arrangements. Japan is also short of people, and I estimate that a few will be smuggled over by then..."

When it comes to business, Chu Ming also becomes serious: "Former US Navy Special Forces soldier, are you sure you can win him over? Those American soldiers are all arrogant."

"As long as he wants something, we can win him over. There's no price the organization can't afford." Gin's voice was icy but also full of pride. "A sniper second only to Akai Shuichi... Ha, I want to see how powerful he is."

Chu Ming was on the other end of the phone, silently shocked because Gin couldn't see.

Tsk tsk tsk, Gin's damn competitive spirit, why didn't he put him together with Akai Shuichi? Is he jealous?