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Chu Ming came up to him and asked for credit: "How's it going, big brother? I drive steadily, isn't it better than vodka? Would you consider taking me with you on missions in the future~"

Chu Ming wanted to chat with Gin on the way, but he didn't know whether Gin really trusted him or just didn't want to listen to his chatter and pretended to sleep, so he closed his eyes and rested for a while in the car. As soon as the car stopped, Gin woke up.

As if he didn't hear Chu Ming talking, Gin completely ignored Chu Ming and walked straight to the hotel after getting out of the car.

"Hey, brother, wait for me—"

"Welcome - um, do you two need accommodation?" A little girl with a sweet smile came over, and was frightened by Gin's aura, so she turned around and asked Chu Ming timidly.

"Two rooms."

"Two guests, because tomorrow night is the world's first night festival, there are many tourists recently, and there is only one double room left. Is that okay?"

Chu Ming hesitated a little and turned to look at Gin. He seemed to have no problem, but he was afraid that with Gin's alertness, someone in the room might not be able to sleep at night.

"Okay." Gin lit a cigarette irritably.

"Hello guests, this is your room card, please keep it safe. Your room is on the second floor, room 203."

After taking the room card, Chu Ming followed Gin into the room, then watched in amazement as Gin checked the eavesdropping cameras smoothly, threw jammers everywhere, and finally sat down at the table.

"Brother, what are we doing here?"

"Trade, tomorrow afternoon in the blind spot of the park near the hotel, the organization has some drugs that need to be traded. Be careful when you go, there may be an ambush. The traders are not very honest recently, if there is any problem--" A cold light flashed in Gin's eyes.

"I understand." Chu Ming nodded decisively. If there is any problem, kill without mercy. This is the traditional skill of Gin, or the Black Organization.

Seeing Gin biting a cigarette and starting to look through the mission information, Chu Ming also took out his laptop, removed his disguise to reveal his original appearance, sat cross-legged on the bed, put the notebook on his knees, and began to type quietly. He hadn't updated for a while, and the scheduled drafts were about to run out. If he didn't update during the mission, it would be easy for someone to find out his true identity.

"——Kurosawa Koto stood downstairs of the apartment building in a daze, with cigarette butts scattered all over the floor. He had been standing there all night. But Uozuka Yoshiko didn't send him any messages all night.

As the world's top killer, he can accomplish his mission target, but he can't deal with the person dear to his heart.

"Why? Why, Kako, even though I'm a killer, my love for you is real!" Kurosawa Koto howled to the sky amid the flying snow.

Uozuka Yoshiko opened the window, revealing her red and swollen eyes, and shouted downstairs: "Aqin, don't wait for me, you are the world's number one killer, I am just an ordinary little girl, I am not worthy of you, Amuro Nami in your team is very good, she is so strong and so beautiful, unlike me, I can't do anything well, I will only cause you trouble qaq"

Kurosawa opened his eyes wide: "No, I don't allow you to say that about yourself. I don't like anything powerful or beautiful. I only like the purest and kindest you!

......"

Chu Ming's inspiration kept coming. In order to avenge Gin for beating him to the ground, he specially added two jealous CPs to the protagonist of the novel - the lonely killer. Especially when he wrote in the Qiong Yao style, his ideas flowed like a spring. There was a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, and his hands kept typing on the keyboard.

While Gin was reading the information, he suddenly felt a chill. He looked around vigilantly and found Chu Ming's eyes glowing with a nervous smile. Fortunately, he was handsome, otherwise it would have been horrible to look at.

He approached Chu Ming and asked in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"

Chu Ming, who was writing so high that he didn't notice the protagonist approaching, was startled. He closed the computer screen with a click and smiled innocently at Gin: "No, I didn't do anything."

Gin looked at Chu Ming's guilty expression and raised his chin towards the computer: "Open it."

Chu Ming thought about what he was writing and tapped the back of his computer awkwardly: "Brother, I'm trying to write a novel. My writing is not good, so don't read it."

Gin leaned over, used a little force to pull the computer out of Chu Ming's hand, and opened it:

"——At this banquet, Amuro Nami heard that the powerful man she loved had his own love, and her heart ached beyond words.

She wouldn't allow it! How could such a woman of unknown origin be worthy of him!

No one knew that she had fallen hopelessly in love with that man the first time she saw him. The way he held a gun; the way he smoked in melancholy; the way he looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle...

No, I must defeat that woman and tell him who is truly worthy of him!"

Gin frowned and glanced at a few lines before shifting his gaze: "Amuro-Hanako?"

Chu Ming wanted to dig out a four-bedroom, one-living-room novel with his toes. He was so happy when he was writing that he felt so embarrassed when he was caught. Fortunately, Gin hadn't seen the previous article, and fortunately he was not interested in this kind of article: "I'll borrow it for you, but please don't tell anyone, big brother."

Gin was somewhat interested. He and Bourbon didn't have a very good relationship, so although he was not interested in this kind of vulgar writing, he was still happy to see his younger brother borrow the name of his mortal enemy, so he generously gave advice: "If you want to publish this book, you can ask Vodka."

Chu Ming's eyes widened: "Uh, this - I still can't do it. I'm not good at writing."

Gin didn't say anything else. Given his personality, it was rare for him to ask Chu Ming to find Vodka. He was just routinely suspecting whether Chu Ming was secretly sending information, although the possibility was extremely low.

Seeing that Gin didn't ask further, Chu Ming breathed a sigh of relief. This chapter couldn't be used anymore, and it had to be posted on the dark web. It seemed that the name Amuro Namiko had to be changed. It would be better to change it to -

——It must be Hideko Moroboshi!

It’s a pity that such a good name as Amuro Namiko is gone. It can only be saved for next time.

Chapter 14: Gunshots Next Door

"Ha-ah." Chu Ming leaned against the door frame and yawned again.

Chu Ming looked at Gin and saw that he still had that murderous look on his face - it was obvious that he hadn't slept well either, but how come he couldn't tell at all? Is this the basic skill of being a model worker?

I thought it was just a normal sleep in the same room, but who would have thought that Gin would not be used to this extent. He would sit up alertly from time to time in the middle of the night and hurled murderous aura at Chu Ming, and Chu Ming would also wake up when the murderous aura pierced him - this cycle repeated, neither of them slept well for half an hour, and in the end, Chu Ming had no choice but to leave the room and spend the night in the sports car.

Gin handed over the information he had sorted out last night: "The trader is Gomachi Yamato, a senior executive of the Deya Pharmaceutical Group. He is responsible for organizing some drugs that are not available on the market in the laboratory. However, he has been making excuses about the transaction recently. The peripheral members in charge of surveillance here reported that people who look like police officers have been coming in and out of his house. You go and check it out."

Chu Ming took the information and flipped through it, memorizing the transaction location and the appearance of the trader. He put on the headset, saw that no one was passing by outside, and climbed out of the window directly.

At twelve o'clock in the park, several elderly people were still strolling leisurely. Chu Ming pretended to be a young man who came to the park to relax. He moved around and even watched a few grandfathers playing chess from behind for a while. However, his peripheral eyes were constantly analyzing the people around him.

The middle-aged man reading the newspaper over there has calluses on the gap between his thumb and index finger, which is caused by holding a gun for a long time. His waist is slightly bulging, his eyes are alert, and his attention is not on the newspaper at all. The couple leaning against each other on the right also have a thin layer of calluses on the left and right sides of their index fingers of their clasped hands. They seem to be talking about love, but their eyes are bright and they will glance over at the slightest sign of trouble...

Chu Ming took a few steps back and scratched his head, but his hand quickly flicked on the headset: -..---.-.-..-.. (Transaction abnormality)

Gin's voice came from the headset: "Temporarily retreat and go to the abandoned power supply station on the west side of the park."

Chu Ming retreated briskly from the blind spot, bypassing several cameras, and confirmed through the system map that there was no one around: "Brother, I'm here."

"In the third power box on the left hand, there are some equipment and disguise materials. We'll lure the snake out of its hole later." After thinking for a while, Gin added worriedly: "Don't use Vodka's face!"

"Okay, big brother, I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know the difference between the important and the unimportant~"

He quickly changed his face, slightly changed his body shape with disguise materials, hid his gun and several smoke bombs and flash bombs, and walked straight to the agreed transaction location.

On the rooftop not far away, Gin was using a sniper rifle to observe the environment for Chu Ming: "There is a sniper on the tall building at a 60-degree angle to your left. I will want to help you deal with him when the time comes. Be careful to hide."

Chu Ming stood at the transaction site, using the tree behind him to block the sniper's shooting path. With his keen observation skills, he could clearly feel that many eyes were staring at him.

After a while, Gomachi Yamato came over timidly with a box. Chu Ming noticed that he also had an earphone next to his ear. It seemed that the public security was also giving him instructions. Chu Ming imitated Gin's tone and pulled out a gun and pointed it at him: "Open the box."

Gomachi Yamato stiffly opened the box, which contained some prohibited medicinal herbs. He opened his mouth to say something, but Gin's voice came from Chu Ming's earphone: "Do it."

Chu Ming pulled the trigger, and Gomachi Yamato fell slowly with his eyes wide open. While the public security had not yet reacted, he quickly absorbed the magnetic field, used the enhanced power for a moment to snatch the box and threw a smoke bomb backhandedly. Hearing the gunshots in the distance, Chu Ming knew that Gin had also taken action.

Chu Ming dodged and fired in the small park as nimbly as a monkey. With Gin's sniping suppression from a high position, the police could not find where the people were at all. Even if they found them, they could not catch up with them. Instead, they lost a lot of people and finally had no choice but to retreat.

By the time Chu Ming handed the box to the peripheral members in Saitama Prefecture and went shopping before returning to the hotel, it was already around seven forty. Many people had gathered outside the hotel, preparing to go out to watch the world's number one night festival.

Chu Ming walked in with his disguised face. Gin, the hard-working man, was sitting in his old place, reading intelligence again. Chu Ming squeezed over and asked, "Brother, do you want to go to the world's first night festival together? It's a rare opportunity~"

"It's boring. I won't go." Gin refused neatly.

"Okay, okay, then I'll go play by myself~" Chu Ming ran to the bathroom and slowly removed his disguise, changed his face again, and changed his clothes. By the time he finished this series of operations, it was already eight o'clock.

"Brother, I'm going out to play. You have to work hard at home!" Chu Ming was trying to stir up trouble. Just as he was about to open the door, "bang" a gunshot was heard from next door.

Gin stood up and took out his pistol. Chu Ming also put his hand on his waist. There were bustling voices and exclamations coming from outside the door. Chu Ming thought for a moment and said, "Brother, I'll go out and see what's going on."

Gin pulled the trigger, stood sideways behind the door, and nodded at Chu Ming.

Chu Ming gently opened the door and saw a group of people crowded outside the door of room 204, discussing something intensely.

Chu Ming leaned over and asked the people nearby: "Auntie, what's going on? What happened? Why did I hear a strange sound?"

"Oh my god, someone is murdering someone! A wrapped-up guy killed someone from Room 204 with a gun! Then he pushed us aside and ran away!"

"Yeah, it's terrible, I actually ran into a murderer!"

……

After getting the news, Chu Ming pulled back and said to Gin, "There was a burglary next door, and the gunshots were made when he was killed."

Gin relaxed a little: "Solve it as soon as possible. We can't let the police stay here for a long time."

Chu Ming nodded, turned and went out, seemingly to find out what was going on.

——In fact, I ran out of the house and took a taxi directly to the scene of the world's first night festival.

When I meet Conan, the problem will be solved~

Chapter 15 Chance Encounter

Half an hour later, Chu Ming slowly walked into the market at the foot of the mountain where the No. 1 Night Festival in the World was held. He saw an eye-catching rabbit balloon from a distance. Looking down along the balloon, it was indeed the little Conan. Although he was a little annoyed by the childish balloon behind him, he was probably happily looking at his hand held by Xiaolan.

Chu Ming walked against the crowd and greeted them enthusiastically: "Uncle Maori, Xiaolan, Conan~"

The three people who were chatting looked up, and Conan's face fell a little: "Ah, it's Brother Chu Ming~" Damn, don't you have a job?

Xiaolan smiled and said, "As expected, I ran into Brother Chu Ming by chance. Have you finished your part-time job?"

Chu Ming nodded: "Yes, I am exhausted. There was an armed robbery and murder case in the hotel where I live. I heard from passers-by that they saw the robber coming in this direction, so I chased him over to take a look."

"Gun murder?" the three asked in unison.

"Yes, my boss and I were looking at work materials in the hotel. When we heard gunshots from next door and ran out to see what was happening, the person had already run away. I followed him all the way after asking questions."

Just as Conan was about to ask for details, a man with a long chin who looked like a bad guy stopped the four of them and said, "Excuse me, could you please take a picture for me?"

Chu Ming looked at him meaningfully and said, "Brother, you have narrowed the road. You are really good at finding people. Why did you choose the Death family? You really stepped on a landmine."

"Of course~" Little angel Lan is always so considerate.

"Then please use this camera." Sai Jing Xuanyi handed over the camera that he had prepared long ago and pointed at the word in the distance, "Could you take a picture of me with the word '一' as the background?"

When taking the photo, the balloon behind Conan was blown by the wind and almost blocked his face. Xiaolan looked up and said, "Oh, the balloon accidentally got into the photo. What should I do——"

"It's okay, thank you little girl. I'm collecting customs from various local festivals. This camera is where I take photos of these materials."

"Hey, are you a writer?" Chu Ming poked his head out from beside Xiaolan.

"Yes, you can read this book." Shi Jingxuan took out a book from his arms and handed it over.

Several people came over curiously to take a look: "Saijiro Nobuichi?"

The man pretended to be modest, but his face was flickering with uncontrollable pride.

"I have written novels under the pen name Imai Kyoshu before."

Xiaolan suddenly became excited: "If it's Imai Kyosu, I know, I read a lot of his books when I was in junior high school, but shouldn't this pen name be the pen name used by Imai Tomo when he first debuted?"

"I'm an old friend of mine, and we wrote it together. This time we came here to celebrate his award, and we were planning to drink together until the night was up."