Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

Or are these two people just there to have coffee, like they are at the movie theater?

Just then, the boss, Kazuo Ohara, checked the time, stood up, and said he needed to go to the restroom.

"Tsk, no wonder he's a big boss. He even picks a good time to go to the toilet, as if he can't go at any other time." Chu Ming, who had been secretly observing the area, muttered to himself.

"..."

Amuro Tooru initially nodded in agreement, but halfway through, he suddenly realized what he was doing, froze, and could only hide his embarrassment with silence.

After a while, Kazuo Ohara opened the door and came out, sucking on his fingers.

Chu Ming looked disgusted: "Ugh, he actually came out sucking his fingers!"

Amuro Tooru, who hadn't initially thought anything was wrong, suddenly understood what Chu Ming meant, frowned, and felt a wave of nausea.

"You're disgusting..."

Chu Ming felt wronged and couldn't help but protest, "What does this have to do with me? It's not like I was hiding in the toilet eating—"

Just as Chu Ming and Amuro Tooru were debating, a truck suddenly burst through the door of the coffee shop, crashed into the booths, overturned the table that the two had just been sitting at, and pinned Aida Toru, who was standing in front of the table, under the wheels.

Oh dear, that ash wood tabletop—

Chu Ming felt a pang of sympathy for the coffee shop for a second, a moment of mischievous pleasure.

Unlike the panic of those around him, Chu Ming saw the person trapped under the car wheel and a glint of pleasure flashed in his eyes.

Today's magnetic field acquisition is 1/1 complete.

Conan looked at the person who was being pressed down with only one hand showing, and subconsciously looked in the direction of Chu Ming and Amuro Tooru, only to find that the two of them hadn't moved since they entered the room. Was it going to be like the movie theater incident?

But those two had been looking in that direction the whole time; maybe this car was a trap they set...

Conan, his face solemn, kept an eye on the two men out of the corner of his eye, but at that moment, he caught a glimpse of a smug smile on Kazuo Ohara's lips.

this--!

—This is a proof question!

Chu Ming, who also saw the smile, understood and looked away, only to meet Amuro Tooru's questioning gaze.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Did you only realize today how handsome your older brother is?"

"...Brother, you've been staring at that area the whole time, did you find out something?" Amuro Tooru asked tentatively.

Chu Ming shook his finger: "In Mihua Town, there is an ironclad rule."

"Hmm?" Amuro Tooru pricked up his ears curiously.

"People who resign never have a good ending; most of them leave their original companies lying down," Chu Ming said mysteriously, like a charlatan.

"???" Amuro Tooru looked at Chu Ming's serious face. Was he giving him a warning? Was he telling him not to have any ulterior motives? Those who betray the organization only have one way out: death?

Amuro Tooru pursed his lips, subtly expressing his loyalty to Chu Ming: "That's right, trying to resign will only lead to your death."

"???" Chu Ming looked at Amuro Tooru, who suddenly uttered these words, and was a little confused. Did his thought process connect with Gin's? He's always talking about death.

Conan wandered around outside for a while. Chu Ming didn't say much this time. Although he was dissatisfied with Conan's tedious and lengthy process when solving cases, he had already been suspected by Conan for talking too much nonsense at the movie theater last time. He had finally managed to dispel Conan's suspicion, so he couldn't afford to be careless again this time.

These days, it's not easy to train someone to be a tool...

By this time, the police had located the truck driver and were asking him to cooperate with the investigation.

Meanwhile, President Ohara started to force himself to act, and his first words were like those of an old Oscar.

He covered his eyes with one hand, seemingly overwhelmed with grief: "Aida, Aida, he's my most important right-hand man—if we lose him, our company will really, really be finished!"

Chu Ming analyzed it like reading comprehension: covering his eyes shows his unbearable sadness and grief at the scene before him; repeating the name twice and "really" twice emphasizes the importance of this person to him; the last sentence is full of twists and turns, fully expressing his inner sorrow and pain.

Hmm, not bad, President Ohara's performance was pretty good, it was just a little unpleasant to watch.

Chapter 200 Just in case

Police are questioning the truck driver, who, visibly terrified that he may have unintentionally caused someone's death, is repeatedly insisting that he had engaged the handbrake.

Meanwhile, Kazuo Ohara was already asking the police if he could leave temporarily for twenty minutes.

“Bourbon, I remember your hobby is being a detective?” Chu Ming turned to look at Amuro Tooru.

“Yes, being a detective makes it easier for me to obtain information.” Amuro Tooru carefully considered his words, unsure of what Chu Ming meant by asking this question.

"Then go solve the case. The sooner you solve it, the sooner we can leave. After all, you still have so many missions to do," Chu Ming thoughtfully reminded him.

"..."

So guess why he has so many missions?

Amuro Tooru looked reluctant: "Those policemen are useless, I don't want to..."

Chu Ming rolled his eyes: "Never mind then, I guess you don't know who the murderer is either."

Amuro Tooru was interrupted before he could finish speaking, and he gritted his teeth in anger: "Then you know?"

Chu Ming straightened up, brimming with a sense of superiority: "Of course, there are techniques to judging cases. Generally speaking, if there are people related to or connected to the deceased loitering around the vicinity, they are definitely suspects, usually three or four. If there is only one person related to the deceased at the scene, then the murderer must be him."

Amuro Tooru was completely confused: "What are you talking about?"

Chu Ming looked at him with exasperation: "You're hopeless. The murderer is that club president, what's his name, Ohara? Go find some evidence or just tell the police."

Amuro Tooru was even more confused: "But you didn't go to the scene either..."

Amuro Tooru assumed that Chu Ming was trying to prank him and ignored him.

Seeing that Amuro Tooru didn't give him a response, Chu Ming knew that he definitely didn't believe him, and he pouted in dissatisfaction.

Just then, Professor Agasa, who had just rushed over, suddenly opened his mouth: "Please wait a moment, Mr. Ohara, you can't leave yet. I have evidence to prove that you are the murderer."

Kazuo Ohara's expression changed slightly, and he became somewhat angry: "What nonsense are you talking about? Aida was clearly killed because the driver didn't engage the handbrake, causing the car to slide down!"

The police officer in charge of the case asked curiously, "Sir, what evidence are you referring to?"

Kazuo Ohara forced a calm demeanor: "I don't have time to listen to your nonsense. I need to go to the bank. I'll be late if I'm any later—"

The police officer interrupted Kazuo Ohara: "Mr. Ohara, it's alright to listen, don't you think?"

Chu Ming, gloating, leaned on Amuro Tooru's shoulder and whispered, providing the voiceover for Ohara Kazuo: "How can that be? If I hear that, I won't be able to leave!"

Amuro Tooru looked at Chu Ming, who was starting to act crazy again, and didn't say anything. He wasn't stupid. He could tell from Ohara Kazuo's reaction that he was most likely the murderer. But how did Granburg know that?

Did he already know that the company president was going to kill someone?

Amuro Tooru nodded quietly. That was possible, after all, Granburg had been looking at the table with the dead and the murderer, and said he had seen something interesting.

Amuro Tooru was somewhat shocked by such keen observation skills.

It seems I need to be more cautious when dealing with him...

……

Faced with irrefutable evidence, Kazuo Ohara confessed to his crimes.

Since it was unrelated to the case, Chu Ming and Amuro Tooru leisurely left the scene.

Conan entrusted the children to Professor Agasa, who had just rushed over, and then, using the excuse of needing to use the restroom because of a stomachache, he shook off the Detective Boys and quietly followed them.

"Yoooooo~ We have a little tail following us~" Chu Ming's tone rose, sounding somewhat pleased.

As Amuro Tooru turned the corner, he glanced at the little boy out of the corner of his eye: "It's in Izu, and it's the same little boy from the movie theater last time."

Chu Ming's hand brushed across his waist, seemingly unintentionally: "Don't be careless. Once or twice is a coincidence, but if it happens too many times, it won't be."

Tilting his head, Chu Ming looked at Amuro Tooru: "Just in case, go and kill him."

Amuro Tooru was shocked, but he remained outwardly calm: "You saved him last time, and now you want to kill him?"

Chu Ming said casually, "I saved his life last time, so his life is mine now. Since that's the case, I can take it back whenever I want."

Amuro Tooru's hand, hidden in his pocket, clenched slightly: "Maybe he just saw your savior and is about to follow you to thank you?"

Chu Ming scoffed, "Without knowing the truth, there might be culprits. Regardless of whether he has any problems, killing him will ensure everything goes smoothly."

After thinking for a moment, Chu Ming stopped, reached out and hooked his arm around Amuro Tooru's neck, resting his head on Amuro's shoulder, appearing very intimate.

In reality, Chu Ming had already placed the blade between two fingers, pressing it against Bourbon's neck: "Bourbon, you wouldn't... be having trouble doing it, would you?"

Amuro Toru's mind raced: "It's not that I can't do it, it's just that how can I do it on this busy street?"

Amuro Tooru walked along, talking to stall for time, but as he walked, the little tail following him suddenly disappeared.

"Looks like they're not with us." Amuro Tooru secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said to Chu Ming seriously.

Chu Ming looked at the minimap on his system and smiled enigmatically.

"Maybe, but never mind, you should go do your mission."

Chapter 201 It's all Gin's fault

Fearing that Chu Ming might go mad again and impulsively order him to kill innocent civilians, Amuro Tooru hurriedly left.

—No one noticed the emotions surging in Chu Ming's lowered eyes.

Chu Ming looked at the small dot on the minimap where Vermouth and Conan overlapped, and a cryptic smile appeared on his face.

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In the deep alley, there was Chu Ming, pulling Conan along as they hid.

"Brother Chu Ming? What are you doing here?"