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Gin approached slowly, and opened his mouth to taunt, "You've been practicing for several years but you haven't improved. How many times have I told you not to lose sight of the big picture? Never expose your back to your enemies. Why did you turn your back to the door when you knew I was coming?"
Chu Ming leaned against the wall and pretended to be weak: "I'm sorry, brother, I was wrong."
Seeing him sliding down to his knees and apologize skillfully, Gin took out a cigarette in an unpleasant manner. Chu Ming saw that this meant that today's guidance was over, so he immediately jumped up and lit it for him.
Gin frowned, took a puff of cigarette, and looked Chu Ming up and down: "Still full of energy?" He knew the strength of his attack himself. He hadn't trained him for two years. It seemed that he had trained a lot in private. This kid seemed to have a lot of energy left. Gin nodded secretly. It seemed that he could focus more on it next time.
Hearing that Gin seemed to be still unsatisfied, Chu Ming immediately collapsed to the ground: "No more, no more. I used up my last bit of strength just to light a cigarette for big brother!" Listen, listen, what a profound statement, you hit me, and I still used up my last bit of strength to light a cigarette for you, I am simply the best little brother of the modern times.
"Tsk." Gin sneered and ignored the guy who was possessed by a drama queen. "The boss wants to see you, follow him."
Chu Ming got up from the ground and went into a hidden small room with Gin.
This wasn't the first time he came here, and Chu Ming was familiar with the place. He obediently called out to the shadow on the computer screen, "Boss." After thinking about it, he added a few more words in a teasing manner, "Boss, Big Brother was just a little heavier than before. I'm fine. Big Brother was doing this for my own good. Please don't blame him."
Gin was furious at Chu Ming's secret complaints. Without looking at the system notification, Chu Ming knew that his emotional value was constantly increasing by +1+1+1+1...
Karasuma Renya wanted to speak, but was choked when he heard the words, so he could only warn in a deep voice: "Chu Ming."
Chu Ming, who was about to say a few words, stopped talking. He then realized that he felt a chill behind him and Gin's cold eyes were staring at him, so he shut his mouth obediently.
Karasuma Renya's mechanical synthesized voice continued to echo in the empty room: "I see that you have done a good job of reflecting on yourself during this period. During this period, you can follow Gin to do some tasks. If Gin's evaluation of you is satisfactory, I will give you a code name. Chu Ming, I will not give ordinary people two chances."
Chu Ming stood at attention with a snap and said in a clear voice: "Yes, boss, I promise to complete the task!"
"...I look forward to your performance."
After hanging up the phone, Karasuma Renya rubbed his forehead as he watched the child who had grown up in front of him through the surveillance. He didn't know why he became more and more naughty. Forget it, let Gin worry about it.
Chapter 9 Go and sue him
As soon as he walked out of the base gate, Gin took out a cigarette from somewhere and put it in his mouth, saying lightly: "Come with me to Saitama Prefecture tomorrow, and make a deal on the Shinkansen, and finally go to Tsukikage Island to clean up a few drug dealers."
"Cleaning up drug dealers? Isn't this the police's job? Are we so righteous now?"
"It's the base of the drug lords in Burma in Japan."
Chu Ming suddenly realized that the drug lord in Myanmar had always wanted to cooperate with the organization, but Rum and Gin looked down on this group of drunkards. It was a rare opportunity for the two second-in-command of the organization to agree. But I don't know if the drug lord was addicted or just had a bad brain. He actually openly challenged the organization on the black web. How could he be tolerated?
So Gin personally took action to blow up their lair, leaving only a few small leaders alive. He originally didn't intend to pay any attention to them, but they forgot the pain after their wounds healed and went to the Black Organization's headquarters - Japan. He had to beat them back home.
When Chu Ming came to his senses, Gin had already walked a long way away, with no intention of waiting for him. Chu Ming did not chase him. What a joke. He had finally escaped from the clutches of Big Brother, so he had to go to Conan to get some points or something to make up for it.
——Mouri Detective Agency
"Brother Chu Ming, I didn't have the chance to thank you for sending Conan back yesterday." Xiaolan started calling Chu Ming brother at some point.
"Brother Chu Ming, you're here. Hey, why are there bruises on your hands?" Conan put down the book in his hand and came closer. "The bruises are very fresh, as if you hit something. Brother Chu Ming, you..."
Chu Ming glanced at it nonchalantly and said, "Oh, about that. I just went to my fighting coach's place and had a sparring match with him. We fought so hard that the sky was dark and the sun and moon were dim. We fought for 800 rounds. Even though I have some bruises on my body, his was even worse. In the end, he almost cried and begged me not to continue."
Conan looked at him in the middle of the night: "Is... is that so?" Why was he so unconvinced?
Xiaolan brought a cup of tea and placed it in front of Chu Ming: "It turns out that Brother Chu Ming is so good at martial arts. I am planning to discuss with my father and Conan to go to the haunted medieval art museum. With you here, we will be more confident~"
"Haunted?" Conan asked curiously.
"Yes, it is said that two security guards saw it. The medieval armor can move by itself. It seems very interesting. How about we go and take a look together!"
Maori Kogoro and Conan were stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter: "This must be the trick used by that art museum to attract customers, specifically to deceive fools like you."
"That's right, Sister Xiaolan, those rumors are just to trick children, I won't be fooled~"
Xiaolan clenched her fist and smashed it hard on the table. A hole was instantly left on the iron table. Chu Ming was so scared that he sat up straight. The famous scene in Science was indeed as good as its reputation. How many times must the Maori family have changed the table in this year?
Kogoro Mouri, who was about to leave, and Conan, who had already stood up, looked at each other in horror. In response to Xiaolan's repeated inquiries, they nodded hurriedly. Chu Ming could even see in Kogoro Mouri's eyes that he regretted sending Xiaolan to learn karate.
In the art gallery, Xiaolan was running in the front alone, looking at these paintings of different styles but each with its own characteristics, expressing various feelings. Behind her stood three people who lacked appreciation and interest. The three of them put their hands in their pockets and followed Xiaolan in the same posture. Chu Ming even yawned, a sequelae of getting up too early in the morning.
"Keita! What are you doing! I've told you many times that you must wear gloves when handling your work! Why can't you remember?" The old voice was filled with anger.
"Hi, Director Ochiai, I forgot. Sorry, sorry." Keita put down the painting in his hand with an indifferent look on his face, leaving the old man standing there alone with a gloomy face.
"Hmph, there are still only these few people - if you ask me, you'd better clean up quickly and get rid of these junk as soon as possible." The deliberately prolonged tone and sarcastic words made the curator, whose face already looked very unsightly, have a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
Xiaolan's face was filled with regret: "Is this art gallery going to disappear soon? Will we be able to see these paintings in the future..."
"Yes, the previous owner went bankrupt due to poor management, and this art museum has been sold to Mr. Manaka."
An employee nearby was somewhat indignant: "The previous owner clearly agreed to sell it to Mr. Manaka because he wanted to continue running the art museum! But not long after he bought it, he actually planned to renovate it into a hotel!"
"Then he has violated the contract, why don't you sue him?" Chu Ming, who had been listening for a while, suddenly interrupted, "I once audited a law course, and it seems that Article 100 of the Contract Law clearly stipulates that if a party fails to perform its contractual obligations or performs its contractual obligations inconsistent with the agreement, it shall bear the liability for breach of contract such as continuing to perform, taking remedial measures or compensating for losses."
Director Ochiai stood there blankly: "Contract law?"
Chu Ming leaned lazily against the wall. "Yes, if the contract clearly stipulates that he must continue to operate the art gallery, then wouldn't it be a breach of contract if he changes it into a hotel? Find a lawyer to sue him."
Boss Manaka, who had mocked Keida on the side, turned around and laughed arrogantly: "Sue me? Hahahaha. So you are stupid, Director Ochiai. Your former boss is about to go bankrupt. How dare he make so many demands when selling this art museum? He is just fooling fools like you. I am a law-abiding citizen, hahahaha——"
Looking at the arrogant back of Boss Manaka as he walked away, Director Ochiai stood there in a daze. His body seemed to be even more hunched. It was probably because all the hatred for him for so long was directed at Boss Manaka, and he didn't know whether he should continue to hate him.
Hiss, Chu Ming secretly took a breath, forgetting that he was here to pick up magnetic field fragments, how come he ended up doing the work of popularizing the law, could it be that Director Luohe had given up the idea of killing people = =
Following Xiaolan, I visited all the exhibition halls. Just like in the original book, the Hell Exhibition Hall was blocked by a sign prohibiting entry. It seemed that Director Ochiai was finally ready to take action. After all, he could not resist the halo of the god of death.
The sun was setting in the west. The dim sunlight shone obliquely into the exhibition hall through the windows. Conan and Uncle Maori collapsed on their chairs in exhaustion. When faced with Xiaolan's request to visit the last exhibition hall, a certain famous detective had completely forgotten his age and almost rolled on the ground, shouting that he wanted to go back, making full use of his young age.
Mao Lilan had no choice but to threaten with narrowed eyes: "Look at how Brother Chu Ming is not like you guys. If you insist on going back, then you can figure out how to have dinner by yourselves!"
The father and son had no choice but to go out if they left Xiaolan. They watched Xiaolan leave with a smile on her face and had no choice but to grit their teeth and follow her.
Inside the Hell Pavilion.
As soon as Chu Ming entered, he smelled a strong smell of blood. In his eyes, the originally dim exhibition hall was illuminated by scattered silver crystals, and the boss Zhenzhong, who was nailed to the wall with his mouth wide open, looked particularly hideous.
"Ding, acquiring magnetic field - acquisition successful, points +2000"
"Ding - Unlock the famous Ke Xue Death Painting: Heavenly Punishment, reward points: 1000"
"Wow, this painting is so big~" Xiaolan was about to move forward to observe it, but Chu Ming grabbed her and said, "Wait."
Conan looked at Chu Ming in shock, and he was so jealous that he jumped over and pried Chu Ming's hand apart: "Brother Chu Ming, what's wrong~"
Chu Ming glanced at the jealous detective with a bad temper, and loosened his hand: "Don't go over there, Uncle Maori, look at the ground over there. Well, Xiaolan and Conan should not look at it."
"Ah————" Curious Xiaolan couldn't help herself after all.
Chapter 10 Shameless Kudo Shinichi
Let’s not talk about anything else about the police in Conan, but the speed of responding to reports of murder cases is first-rate. Not long after the report was made, Officer Megure drove over in a hurry.
"Why is it you again!" Inspector Megure looked incredulous.
Maori Kogoro smiled widely and saluted: "It's me, Officer Megure. I have cordoned off the scene. No one has touched the body!"
"Really? Who are those two people jumping up and down next to the corpse?" Inspector Megure curled his lips.
"Huh?" Kogoro Mouri turned around and found that Chu Ming and Conan were already surrounding the corpse, looking left and right. Conan even wanted to reach out and touch the long sword on Boss Manaka's neck.
"Damn you two little brats!" Kogoro Mouri raised his fist angrily. Thanks to Gin's professional training in how to be beaten, Chu Ming dodged it by nimbly jumping back. However, Conan was not so skilled, and with a "bang" a big bump appeared on his head.
The two were driven aside by the conscientious former police officer Maori. Chu Ming maliciously poked the bump on Conan's head, causing the young detective to shudder in pain and glare at him.
Officer Megure ignored these frequent visitors to the murder scene and turned to ask, "Did anyone see anyone suspicious?"
"No, I've confirmed with everyone, no one saw it."
Chu Ming stood aside obediently and actively reported: "Report to the officer, there is a camera over there, I wonder if it has captured any clues."
Maori Kogoro was delighted: "Oh, this criminal is really stupid, he never thought that there is a camera here that will capture his criminal behavior clearly!"
A group of people were standing in front of the monitor. Conan squeezed in with great effort and stood on tiptoe to show his head.
"I got it, I got it. Look, it's Boss Manaka!"
In the picture, Boss Manaka is standing in front of his armor, looking at his watch from time to time, as if he is waiting for someone.
Everyone stared at the screen intently, ready to see where the criminal came from. Suddenly, the armor behind Boss Manaka moved! He raised the long sword in his hand and slashed at him fiercely, cutting Boss Manaka's back, and blood splattered. Then the armor raised the sword and rushed forward, nailing Boss Manaka to the wall.
Xiaolan was so scared that she hid behind Maori Kogoro and held her face: "The armor... the armor is moving!"
Conan's eyes widened: "This composition - it's that painting!"
"But this murderer is very courageous. If he is found wearing armor, won't it cause panic?"
Xiaolan suddenly understood: "So just now on the way to this room, the murderer put a sign prohibiting entry and exit!"
Maori Kogoro added: "Yes, it should be around four o'clock. The sign disappeared after five o'clock."
Officer Megure said with a serious face: "It seems that the murder happened around 4:30." He walked towards the screen and took a closer look. "After the criminal put up the notice board, he put on armor and sneaked into the room and killed the boss Manaka who came with him."
"Then it seems that the criminal is a relevant person who is very familiar with the interior of the art museum." Kogoro Mori punched his palm and said in sudden realization.
"Oh, this is so strange. Look, what is Boss Manaka doing?" Conan shouted in a dragging voice.
"Look, when the criminal was about to chop him, he seemed to be writing something!"
Inspector Megure hurried over and watched the monitor carefully. In the screen, Boss Manaka looked horrified, took the pen and paper on the table and seemed to be writing something, and finally threw the pen away, looked at the armor in frustration, and was finally killed.
"That note - hurry up, check if the note is still in the victim's hand!" Officer Megure shouted to the police officers who were cleaning up the body.
After the police officer handed over the note, everyone leaned closer to Officer Megure's hand: "This is--Keida!!"
Keida, who was standing at the back and sweating profusely, opened his eyes wide: "Why...why did you suddenly call my name?"
Inspector Megure held up the note and said, "Where were you around 4:30 this afternoon? Did you put on the armor and kill Boss Manaka?"
"At that time, I was alone in the office doing the work assigned to me by the director."
"So you don't have an alibi?!"
"But, but I have no motive to kill him at all! I am innocent!" Keitian was sweating profusely and took a few steps back in fear.
Another employee, Iijima, stood up and accused Keida righteously: "It's no use hiding it, Mr. Keida! You secretly took the artworks here out to sell, and Mr. Manaka is asking you for a huge compensation, isn't he?"
Keida kept wiping the sweat off his head and explained weakly: "This has nothing to do with the murder case! I didn't kill him!"
……
Chu Ming didn't continue listening to their back and forth confrontation, his attention was completely attracted by Conan.
Conan was lying on the ground with his butt sticking up, searching for something inch by inch, crawling from one end to the other, shaking his head constantly, doing the job of a police dog.
"Inspector Megure! I found the ballpoint pen. It fell here." Conan turned around and shouted to Officer Megure.