Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

This is a historic breakthrough! He can now beat Gin! How far away is the day when he can completely dominate Gin?

Gin looked at Chu Ming, who was as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood, and was extremely satisfied with his skills. It seemed that he could teach him some more lethal moves.

Although Chu Ming can currently fight him on equal terms, it's only because this is a friendly spar, not a life-or-death struggle. If it were a matter of life and death, the countless weapons hidden on Gin's person could probably take Chu Ming's life.

That being said, Chu Ming's fighting prowess should not be underestimated. He decisively seized the moment when Gin was slightly distracted, and eager for revenge, he kicked him, successfully causing Gin to stumble.

Looking at the footprints on Gin's black clothes, Chu Ming couldn't hide his excitement; his mouth practically twisted to his ears.

Heaven has eyes! Even you, Gin, have met your end!

Gin squinted at the footprints on his body, then grinned in a way that sent chills down Chu Ming's spine. Before he could say anything, Chu Ming was kicked away by Gin.

Before Chu Ming could get up, Gin rushed over and subdued him.

Seeing Gin's pitch-black face, Chu Ming decisively backed down: "B-Big Brother..."

"Ah."

The only response to Chu Ming was a soft hum from Gin.

Pressed to the ground by Gin, Chu Ming didn't resist at all. Instead, he lay down on the ground with Gin's strength and showered him with compliments.

"As expected of the eldest brother, you're truly amazing! It seems I'm still far behind you. How about we have a rematch next time? Hahahaha!"

Chu Ming's dry laugh was frozen by Gin's icy gaze, and he obediently shut his mouth.

"You want to turn the tables and take control, and you still want a next time? I might as well nip you in the bud now—" Gin grinned maliciously and raised his fist toward Chu Ming's face.

What?! This vicious bottle of wine wants to disfigure him?!

Chu Ming frantically struggled to turn his face to look at the camera on the wall: "BOSS, save me! Qin, Big Brother, he wants to hurt my handsome, dashing, and charming face!!!"

"..." The few people watching from the sidelines were shocked by his shamelessness.

BOSS said helplessly, "Alright, Gin, you know Granburch is still a child, so don't take it to heart."

Feeling emboldened by the BOSS's support, Chu Ming shouted, "Did you hear that? I'm still a child! Let me go!"

Gin snorted and stood up, considerately reaching out to help Chu Ming up.

Chu Ming was flattered; wasn't this treatment a bit too much...?

He grabbed Gin's hand and was about to stand up when Gin suddenly gave him a sharp jerk. Chu Ming felt a tingling numbness in his arm, as if countless needles were pricking him, or as if many tiny insects were burrowing into his flesh.

Gin actually played dirty tricks on him!!!

Chapter 212 Being an Undercover Agent Bearing Humiliation

Chu Ming had absolutely no concern for his image. After all, everyone present, whether it was the BOSS or Rum Gin Vermouth, was no outsider.

He let out a loud "Aow!" which startled the others.

"Sweetheart?"

Chu Ming sobbed, clutching his hands, "Big brother betrayed me, waaaaah—I think my hand is broken—"

Thanks to his youthful face, his childlike demeanor didn't seem out of place at all; on the contrary, it made him look especially pitiful.

Gin knew he was shameless, so he didn't even dawdle: "He probably got a numb nerve during the sparring just now, he'll be fine in a bit."

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Looking at Gin, who was spouting nonsense with a straight face, Chu Ming was incredulous. Was this still the cold and ruthless killing machine he remembered? He was actually lying through his teeth?

Rum looked disapproving: "Gin, I already said Granbury is still a child, how could you be so ruthless? Come here, Granbury, let this old man take a look, lest there be any aftereffects."

Chu Ming looked at Rum, who was grinning like the Big Bad Wolf tricking Little Red Riding Hood, and decisively retreated behind Gin with his hands clasped.

After all, he's part of the action team, and even if there are disagreements between him and Gin, it's just healthy competition within the team. When it comes to the intelligence team, he still has to maintain the same stance as Gin.

"No need, my brother said my hand will be fine in a bit, right, brother?"

Gin looked at Chu Ming, who had shrunk back behind him, with great satisfaction. He then reached out and pinched Chu Ming's arm, moving it from side to side.

Chu Ming shook his hand and found that the numbness in his arm was gradually subsiding. His eyes sparkled as he leaned closer to Gin, wanting to say something but then stopped himself.

Gin glanced at him: "It's just a simple interrogation technique. If you want to learn, come to the interrogation room when you have time, and I'll teach you."

"The interrogation room—" Chu Ming drawled, clearly not happy about it.

"Then come to the training grounds to learn," Gin said coldly, offering another suggestion.

"Uh... I don't really want to study anymore," Chu Ming stammered. Neither of these places seemed like proper places!

Gin ignored him and instead brought up the old topic again: "What are your thoughts on Shuichi Akai?"

Chu Ming cracked his knuckles: "Since Granbury wants to separate his two identities from Chu Ming's, then I'll use Chu Ming's identity to contact him. Granbury is a core codename member of the organization, and Chu Ming will be a lone hero who endures humiliation and is forced to infiltrate the evil organization as an outer member. How about that?"

"An undercover agent?" Gin frowned.

Karasuma Renya pondered for a moment, neither agreeing nor disagreeing: "Tell me more specifically."

"Currently, the only people who know Chu Ming's identity and affiliation with the organization besides you are Sherry, who has defected." Chu Ming sat cross-legged on the ground, tugged at Gin's pants, and gestured for the others to sit down as well.

"We still can't find any trace of Sherry. It's very likely that she's been hidden by the FBI. Shuichi Akai's entry into the country this time might also be because of her. So if I rashly approach him using the identity of Chu Ming, it's more likely to arouse his suspicion."

“But we’ll use a different approach. I’ll hang around him under the identity of Chu Ming. Once he learns my identity from Shirley, he’ll take the initiative to approach me and try to extract information about the organization. Then I’ll have a way to make him ‘guess’ my undercover identity. Someone as suspicious as him will definitely believe in what he’s found out…” Chu Ming revealed a sinister smile.

"So how do you plan to make him 'guess' your identity?" Vermouth frowned slightly. Infiltrating the enemy's ranks was too dangerous; one wrong move and she could get herself into trouble.

Chu Ming gave a mysterious smile: "A secret makes a—"

"Alright, alright, I won't ask anymore..." Vermouth didn't want to hear her modified catchphrase anymore.

Gin pondered for a long time but did not object. Given Chu Ming's current skills, he was unlikely to encounter any major problems.

Even if something goes wrong, the FBI usually prefers to capture people alive, so he can bring his men to rescue Chu Ming.

“Okay, then do it your way.” Karasuma Renya said, turning off the screen.

Since he wanted to find an heir, he had a lot to do. Most importantly, he needed to make sure that Chu Ming was truly loyal before bringing him before him.

Seeing that he had no hope of winning Chu Ming over, Rum left the base with little interest.

He had to come up with a vicious plan to either sow discord between Gin and Granbury, or find someone in the intelligence group to befriend Granbury.

Otherwise, if Granburg is indeed chosen by the boss, a successor who only favors the action team would not be a good thing for their intelligence team.

However, none of them revealed their thoughts about the BOSS to Chu Ming.

If he ever finds out, he'll be so arrogant he'll be strutting around like a whimper.

Chu Ming flipped through the documents Vermouth had sent to his email and read them carefully.

According to Chu Ming's account, the map drawn by Vermouth enabled the outer members to successfully locate Judy.

FBI prosecutor Judy Sterling, using the alias Judy Stimillion, currently works as an English teacher at Teidan High School.

After glancing at the rather simple information, Chu Ming turned off his phone with a relaxed expression: "Don't worry, I know Teitan High School well. The detective I'm on good terms with has a daughter who goes there. My sister has also been working as a school doctor at Teitan High School recently, disguised as someone else. Could she be after my sister?"

Vermouth nodded: "Very likely. In any case, Sweetheart, you should be careful when you interact with her."

Chu Ming made an OK sign and followed the others upstairs.

Chapter 213 Brainwashing?

"Big brother, can I just secretly follow that woman and kill her? If I kill her, I'm sure I can lure Shuichi Akai out, right?"

Chu Ming lay sprawled on the sofa in Gin's office, casually chatting with Gin while playing on his phone.

"Don't alert them. This woman is not important; she's just a prosecutor. We can kill her whenever we want. But Shuichi Akai is different. He's one of the FBI's rare elites. Only when he dies will the FBI truly be no threat."

Gin, fearing that Chu Ming might get so bored that he would actually rush up and kill Jodie, quickly stopped him: "The slightest disturbance can make Shuichi Akai retreat into his turtle shell. As hunters, what we need to do now is wait patiently."

As he spoke, Gin seemed to be able to picture Shuichi Akai's gruesome death, and a cruel smile appeared on his face.

"turtle???"

"Hmph, if he's not a coward, should I call him a wild dog being chased by the organization?" Gin sneered, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

Chu Ming's hands didn't stop, but he was inwardly marveling. What kind of image did Akai Shuichi have in Gin's heart? He treated you like a lover, and you treated him like a turtle or a stray dog—

This story is so heartbreaking—he knows what to write in his new novel. Isn't this kind of trope of a substitute lover and unrequited love quite popular lately?

Gin has recently delegated all the small tasks to others. Chu Ming has been forced by Gin and Vermouth to frantically learn some unarmed and weapon fighting techniques, as well as which angle to strike from in a life-or-death situation to save energy, and where a person's fatal weaknesses are, etc.

Gin finally got a break, but he was so busy he couldn't stand seeing others idle, so he immediately started assigning tasks to Chu Ming.

"Rest for another ten minutes, then come with me to the interrogation room later."

Gin thought of the people he hadn’t finished interrogating before, and thought that he should at least let Chu Ming take over some of the tasks first. Why not start with the undercover part?

"Interrogation room? Can I not go there—" Everywhere there are magnetic field reserves that are barely alive. You can see them and touch them, but you can't absorb them. What's the use of them?

It only makes people feel depressed QAQ

"An undercover agent infiltrated the outer circle. He was from the Canadian CSIS. Last time, he confessed halfway through but had to be taken away for treatment because of his severe injuries. He said he was exchanging intelligence with an undercover agent from the Japanese Public Security Bureau within the organization. However, the only undercover agent the organization has in its records is a Scottish man. We dealt with him a few years ago, and none of the undercover agents we've uncovered in recent years have any connection to the Public Security Bureau."

Chu Ming turned off his phone, sat up straight, and frowned as he helped Gin analyze the situation. Sigh, was it possible that he couldn't keep his underling?

“It’s impossible that they didn’t send in undercover agents into the organization. There are only two possibilities: either the undercover agent they sent in is currently in a very low-ranking position, or he is a code name member who is deeply embedded in the organization.”

Gin stubbed out his cigarette, dismissing the first possibility: "It's impossible for a CSIS member to exchange information with an outsider. It seems this rat from the Public Security Bureau has been in the organization for a bit too long."

Turning his head, Gin asked Chu Ming about the situation after he teamed up with Bourbon, wanting to see if Chu Ming had noticed anything unusual about Bourbon.

"Is Big Brother suspecting Bourbon?" Chu Ming raised an eyebrow.