Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

Vodka sat quietly in the hall, munching on bread, while two grown-up children, whose combined mental age was no more than ten, were running around and playing. He could only curl up on his small plot of land and not move at all.

Today was an exceptionally lively day at the base.

After a short while of commotion, Gin, who had been urgently summoned by his underlings, kicked the two men out to do their mission. Chu Ming and Lafitte, who had been kicked out, put aside their past grievances, shook hands, and formed the Anti-Gin Squad, officially named the Anti-Gin Tyranny Squad.

On yesterday's postcard, besides Terazumi Daigo's name, it also indicated that he was the president of the Kirimine Society. Chu Ming checked and found that a new restaurant called Kirimine Restaurant had recently opened in the suburbs. Its main selling point was a luxury car exhibition. Considering that Terazumi Daigo wanted to buy Gin's car yesterday, Chu Ming estimated that it was most likely that restaurant.

"Here are your room keys, guests. They are rooms 207 and 208 respectively. Please follow me." The receptionist handed the two room keys to Lafitte.

Lafitte took the room key and, taking advantage of the fact that no one was looking, glared fiercely at Chu Ming. This guy, when he was paying, he made an excuse to answer the phone and went out! Making him pay for two people!

Shameless! This is clearly his old script!!

Chu Ming smiled and took a room key from his hand: "Thank you, Uncle."

Lafitte gritted his teeth inwardly, just about to say something.

"Brother Chu Ming~" Conan came running up from behind. "What are you doing here? Hey, who is this handsome older brother?"

Chu Ming picked him up and said, "He's not my big brother, he's my uncle. Come on, Conan, call him grandpa."

Conan was completely bewildered. Seeing Chu Ming's serious expression, which didn't seem like he was joking, he obediently said, "Hello, Grandpa~"

Lafitte nearly had a heart attack from anger. He rummaged in his pocket and pulled out a few gummy candies used to comfort children at the hospital, handing them to Conan: "Sweetie, you should still call me brother. Here, have some candy."

Conan took the candy and looked at Lafitte curiously: "Thank you, brother. Are you a doctor? You look familiar."

Lafitte patted Conan's head: "Yeah, how did you know your brother is a doctor?"

Conan held up the candy in his hand, smiling adorably: "Because of the candy! This candy is from the service desk at Beika Hospital. The uncle there had a faint smell of disinfectant alcohol on him, and when he handed me the candy, his fingers were full and nimble as he handled it. So I boldly guessed that he was a doctor. Anyway, it's okay if I'm wrong, I'm just a kid—"

Lafitte raised an eyebrow, looking at Conan with a somewhat strange expression.

Chu Ming bounced Conan around in his arms, a subtle reminder to the little detective whose mouth always seemed to run faster than his brain, then smugly boasted to Lafitte, "Well, isn't this kid smart? He's living with the Mouri Detective's family now, the famous detective Kogoro Mouri, and he's picked up a lot of deductive reasoning techniques from him. Isn't he much smarter than you?"

Then, changing the subject, he asked Conan, "Did you come with Professor Agasa and the others, or with the old man?"

"Uncle, Sister Xiaolan, and I came over. Sister Xiaolan won a voucher for this restaurant, so we came. Sister Xiaolan, I'm here!"

Conan waved to someone not far away.

"Conan, you're running off again—Brother Chu Ming, you're here too! And who is this…?"

Looking at Lafitte's exceptionally handsome face, Xiaolan felt a little embarrassed and smiled shyly.

Before Chu Ming could introduce them, Lafitte looked at Xiao Lan's gentle face, stepped forward, and extended an invitation to her: "Hello, beautiful girl, my name is Watanabe Wada. It's a pleasure to meet you. Would you be so kind as to invite me to dinner?"

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Do you old monsters all like girls like Ran?

Conan struggled to get off Chu Ming, his initial goodwill towards Lafitte plummeting to its lowest point. He grabbed Ran's leg, yelling, "No!! You can't!!!"

Chu Ming grabbed Lafitte by the collar and pulled him back, saying, "Stop messing around, Xiaolan has a boyfriend!"

Fearing that Ran would be taken away, Conan didn't even bother catching up with Chu Ming, and waved goodbye to the two of them decisively.

Chu Ming dragged the obviously dejected Lafitte towards the room: "Don't be an old cow eating young grass, Xiao Lan isn't even an adult yet."

Lafitte dragged his feet: "But I look young."

"?" Chu Ming glanced at him. "You're shameless."

Do you know who her boyfriend is, and where he is now?

Chu Ming glanced at the scalpel he was holding: "Her boyfriend is Shinichi Kudo."

"Hiss, I remember this name, it seems to be on the medication list? Judging from her appearance, does she still not know that her boyfriend is dead? You can disguise yourself, right? Then you can disguise me as Shinichi Kudo. No, no, your technique is too bad. How about I give myself a makeover?"

"...Really? But her boyfriend isn't as good-looking as you, he's kind of ugly." Chu Ming accurately hit his weak spot.

"Never mind then, I'll see if there are any other girls who are suitable for me."

"..." Is it that easy to give up?

"The car show is right behind the stairs. I just heard the manager and waiter say that Teruichi Daigo hasn't returned yet. You go to your room and rest first. I'll go check out the surroundings." Chu Ming escorted Lafitte to the room door and shoved him inside.

"Okay, I'm going to take a nap." Lafitte yawned and walked to the bedside. "Remember to close the door for me."

"Sleeping again? Are you bitten by a sleep bug? You slept until after 11 this morning, slept the whole way here, and now you want to sleep again? Are you a pig?"

Chu Ming closed the door and spoke silently to Lafitte inside.

Chapter 234 Let's Learn to Squeak Like Pigs

Chu Ming wandered around outside for a while and found that the restaurant was located alone at the top of the winding mountain road, far from any village or shop in sight, and the buses were all located at the foot of the mountain, which was very far away.

Behind us are rugged mountains, and in front of us is a winding mountain road. If something happens and the road is blown up, police helicopters will have difficulty flying here because of the forest.

However, killing Teraizumi Daigo doesn't require such a grand spectacle, and with Conan here as well, Teraizumi Daigo might just be killed off by the plot.

On the way back, Chu Ming happened to see Conan looking around suspiciously outside. He walked up to him, grabbed him, and startled Conan so much that his eyes widened. Conan turned around abruptly and only breathed a sigh of relief when he realized it was Chu Ming.

"Brother Chu Ming, you scared me to death..."

"What are you doing?" Chu Ming looked around, but there was no one around.

"President Teraizumi was talking to my uncle about the threatening letter he received a few days ago. I just overheard someone on the phone next door saying that the luxury car exhibition starts at 3 pm tomorrow and tonight is the only chance, so I came out to see if I could find any clues."

"A threatening letter?"

Chu Ming was somewhat surprised. It seemed that he wouldn't have to do anything himself this time. Sigh, another day of getting free mission rewards.

When it was time for dinner, Chu Ming was about to knock on Lafitte's door to tell him to get up and get ready, but before he could even knock, the door was suddenly pulled open, and Lafitte stood in the doorway, looking very energetic.

"Is it time for dinner? I smell something delicious."

Chu Ming closed the door for him expressionlessly: "No, no, you smelled it wrong."

Lafitte pulled the door open forcefully, used the reflection on the doorplate to tidy her hair, combed it up, and made sure her appearance was in order before following Chu Ming downstairs.

"Won't it be inconvenient to have such long hair?" Chu Ming looked at Lafitte's waist-length white hair, reached out and touched it. It was quite smooth, just like Gin's hair. These two might make a fortune endorsing shampoo.

Lafitte tossed her long hair: "No, why would it be inconvenient? My hair was definitely tied up when I had the surgery."

“I’m not talking about when you have surgery.” Chu Ming made a pulling motion. “I mean when you’re fighting, your hair is too long and people can easily grab it and swing it around like a ball.”

???

Imagineing that scene, Lafitte felt a phantom pain on his scalp. He slapped away Chu Ming's hand that was touching his hair and intentionally or unintentionally showed him the fleeting silver light that flashed across his cuff.

"Tch." Ignoring Lafitte's childish behavior, Chu Ming took the lead and sat down at the dining table. Because he had Lafitte with him, he was too embarrassed to go to Conan and the others' table for a free meal.

While the two were eating, they were subtly fighting over food with their chopsticks, each trying to grab a bite more than the other.

Even though there was plenty of food, the two childish kids still thought the one they snatched tasted better.

Just as the two were exchanging blows, a waiter ran towards Kogoro Mouri's table and said, "President, something bad has happened! There's someone causing trouble at the exhibition center."

"Trouble? Something fun?" Chu Ming and Lafitte exchanged a glance, quickly stuffed a piece of bread into their mouths, and headed towards the exhibition center.

Why eat when there's gossip to eat!

"Don't stop me, let me go, let me go!" A short, fat man struggled incessantly in the lobby manager's hands, trying to raise the crowbar in his hand to smash the car.

"Mr. Otake, calm down! Haven't you always treated this car like your precious treasure? Why did you smash it?"

"I……"

……

……

Chu Ming and Lafitte leaned against the door, straining their ears to listen carefully to what had happened.

This Daigo Teraizumi is no good person. He set a trap for the owners of these luxury cars, tricking them into lending him money with their cars as collateral. He swindled all these sports cars and put them in this showroom. Now the owners are causing trouble...

Wow, was that what he was thinking when he slipped Gin the postcard?

He wanted to bankrupt Gin, then make Gin use his car as collateral to lend him money, and finally manipulate things so that Gin couldn't repay the money, and the car would naturally become his.

Ignorance is bliss.

but……

Chu Ming glanced at Lafitte, whose eyes were shining as if he had learned something, and silently made the sign of the cross for Gin, wishing God protection for his car, Amen.

Seeing Chu Ming staring at him, Lafitte covered his mouth and yawned, then turned and walked upstairs: "Boring story, I'm going to sleep, you can play by yourself."

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Chu Ming followed behind him, his face full of disbelief: "You're still sleeping???"

Lafitte gave a forced smile: "Yes, after all, I'm an old man, so it's normal for me to be sleepy."

"That's true, your breed of pigs like to eat and sleep all the time."

"whoosh"

Chu Ming tilted his head to the right, and a scalpel whistled past his face, catching a few strands of hair, and embedded itself in the armrest.

Lafitte glanced at him, then slowly turned around, swayed back, pulled out the scalpel, and put it back in his pocket: "Hmph."

"Are you angry? Don't be angry, how about I show you a talent?"

"Don't treat me like that driver. What kind of act is this, hiding a pig with a smile? I can do that too, hahahahahahaha Chu Ming hahahahahaha."

Stealing my talent? You have no originality!