Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

Chu Ming was filled with doubts. He really found it hard to empathize with these murderers. He wondered what they were thinking. This was also why he didn't want to listen to them recount their thought processes. He couldn't understand their thought processes and was afraid that he would become stupid after listening.

Xiaolan was initially sympathizing with Yoshino Reika, but after hearing what Chuming said, it seemed like something was amiss.

Yoshino Reika was stunned for a long time, then collapsed to her knees, weeping sadly, but unable to utter a single word.

Yokomizo Sango had her captured, then excitedly waved goodbye to Chu Ming and Kogoro Mouri before leaving.

Lafitte looked dejected, as if even his hair had lost its luster, and he followed Chu Ming slowly, dragging his feet.

"A bet's a bet?" Chu Ming stood on tiptoe, hooked his arm around his neck, and mocked him with a grin.

Lafitte slapped Chu Ming's hand away: "I know, I know, you don't need to keep reminding me."

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Carrying their luggage, Chu Ming invited Lafitte to board the high-speed train back together. Lafitte and Xiaolan's interactions gradually returned to normal, no longer exuding the same ostentatious air as before.

After parting ways with Kogoro Mouri and the others, his previous calm demeanor vanished, and he slumped into the driver's seat like a boneless rag doll: "Waaaaah—my Venus, I'm going to lose you, waaaaah..."

Chu Ming rolled his eyes: "Why did you suddenly fall for Xiao Lan? How did she suddenly become your Venus??"

Lafitte turned his head: "What do you know, someone with no artistic talent like you??"

His eyes were full of longing: "Her skull has a round and full top and back of the head, a flat forehead, and high brow bones and nose bridge, forming very three-dimensional facial features. Her chin is also well-positioned, forming a full forehead and a square jaw. I have never collected such bone structure in all these years, and I am also very interested in the horns on her head..."

"..." Chu Ming was dumbfounded. "You pursued her just to collect her bones??? Why didn't you just kill her and remove her bones? Why go through all this trouble to pursue her?"

“That won’t do. I never force my collection. I want to wait until she falls in love with me and then willingly offer her bones. Looking at the direction of her bones, I feel my entire soul is elevated.”

……pretty.

If Vermouth knew you were eyeing her beloved angel's bones, she'd probably fight you to the death.

Chapter 253 What are you two doing in the car?

Seeing that Lafitte looked like he had lost his soul, Chu Ming, unusually kind-hearted, dragged him out and pushed him into the passenger seat.

"Don't say I don't care about my colleagues. Today I'm letting you sit in my passenger seat and I'll drive you myself. Isn't that generous? Even Gin doesn't have the honor of riding in my car. You're really lucky."

Lafitte was too preoccupied with mourning his lost collection to listen to Chu Ming's rambling.

When he came to his senses, he found that the car had already stopped at the entrance of the base.

"Why didn't you take me to the hospital? What if Xiaolan contacts me?"

"???" Chu Ming looked at Lafitte, whose face was clearly unhappy. "A bet's a bet, you agreed to choose a different target, you—"

Lafitte sat up straight, looked at Chu Ming, his face full of smugness at having found a loophole: "I know, you're telling me not to pursue her, to find someone else to pursue. Well then, I won't pursue her anymore. I can be her brother. Family ties are much stronger than romantic love!"

"..."

Are you trying to exploit a bug here?

"I told you to find me a different target, you bastard!!" Chu Ming couldn't help but pounce on him and they became entangled in a tangled mess.

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Gin, having finally caught Shuichi Akai by the skin of his teeth, has been enjoying a rare moment of leisure at the base, drinking a little wine.

After resting for a while, Vodka ran over in a daze, his worldview shattered, and told him that he had seen Granburg and Lafitte park their car at the base entrance on the surveillance footage, doing something, and the whole car was shaking. He asked Gin if he should go and do something about it, since it would attract attention at the base entrance...

These two bastards were having sex in their car in front of the base?! How old is Lafitte anyway?!

Gin, his face grim and his demeanor menacing, stormed to the door and flung open the car door.

Two people, entangled in an odd pose, turned their heads to look at each other at the same time. In the passenger seat, the seat was reclined, and Lafitte's long hair was disheveled. One hand was tightly gripping Chu Ming's hair, while the other hand was dealing with Chu Ming's cat-like punches. Her foot was kicking Chu Ming's buttocks in an awkward position.

Chu Ming had one foot on Lafitte's stomach and the other knee on the car seat. His head was held high because his hair was being pulled, and he didn't even look where he was going to punch. He just pounded around with both hands without any strategy.

"........."

For a fleeting moment, Gin really wanted to drop a bomb inside, close the door, and blow up those two troublesome brats.

With a cold expression, Gin pulled out his beloved Beretta and pointed it at Lafitte: "Let go."

Lafitte awkwardly released his grip, a few strands of brown hair still caught between his fingers.

Chu Ming, with his sharp eyes, noticed the strands of hair in his hand frantically touching his head: "Big brother!!! Am I bald!!!"

Gin ignored him, the safety on his gun clicked off, and the muzzle turned towards him: "Get down."

Chu Ming and Lafitte exchanged a glance. Seeing that Gin seemed genuinely angry, they had no choice but to obediently go outside and follow Gin to...

—Training ground?

With the thought that they should die together, Chu Ming held onto Lafitte tightly, preventing him from running away.

"If you want to fight, go to the training ground." Gin pointed to the training ground and gestured for the two to go in.

Huh? Not fighting Gin?

Chu Ming suddenly felt like he was invincible again.

Lafitte, on the other hand, widened his eyes and exclaimed, "No way! Gin, you...you're taking sides?!"

Chu Ming chuckled and dragged him inside: "How can this be called biased? This is giving us enough room to maneuver. Big Brother is so kind to us. Come on, there wasn't enough space in the car just now, let's have a proper spar now."

This was Chu Ming's first serious fight against someone other than Gin, and he didn't let his guard down. After all, they were all old monsters, and who knew what trump cards they might have up their sleeves?

During the fight, Chu Ming discovered that although he had upgraded his fighting skills, he had basically no opportunity to use them. Therefore, when facing the skilled Lafitte, although his strength far surpassed Lafitte's, Lafitte was still able to barely hold on by relying on his moves and experience, unlike when he was completely powerless against Gin.

Chu Ming suddenly realized that his current fighting level and physical abilities were probably on par with Gin's. The reason he couldn't beat Gin was ultimately due to a lack of experience and skill.

In other words, he needs to practice more with Gin, and the more he gets beaten up, the better he'll be able to fight him on equal terms...

Having grasped this principle, Chu Ming was no longer in a hurry to defeat Lafitte during the fight. Instead, he relied on his strength and physical abilities to slow down his attacks and observe Lafitte's moves.

As time dragged on, Lafitte became visibly tired, giving Chu Ming the opportunity to defeat him in one fell swoop.

Lafitte slammed his back against the railing: "You two, master and apprentice, are ganging up on this old man... I'm not fighting anymore, I'm not fighting anymore."

Chu Ming clenched his fist. Even though he hadn't upgraded his fighting style, he felt like he had gotten a little stronger.

This brings him one step closer to his ultimate goal.

Seeing that Lafitte was lying on the ground and wouldn't get up after being beaten, Gin gestured for Vodka to go and drag him out. He then tied up his hair, stretched his wrists, and prepared to spar with Chu Ming. Judging from the sparring between Chu Ming and Lafitte just now, Chu Ming had clearly made considerable progress.

Just as Chu Ming was about to turn around and yell at Gin, he found that the man was already behind him.

He pursed his lips. He'd gotten what he wanted, but it just didn't feel right. He hadn't even said anything threatening yet…

Before Gin could speak, Chu Ming struck first, turning around and delivering an elbow strike directly to Gin's chest.

Gin, who was about to say something but was interrupted, clicked his tongue in annoyance, dodged, and then threw a punch.

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Laffitte was placed on a small chair next to the training ground by Vodka. He endured the soreness all over his body and watched the fierce fight between the two in the arena. He finally understood what Chu Ming meant when he promised him that Gin would teach him fighting step by step.

So this is a hands-on, hands-on teaching method?

One beating wasn't enough; he had to beat her repeatedly... He used all his patience on beating people; he was truly tireless.

Watching Chu Ming fly around the field like a badminton shuttlecock, Lafitte silently took out his phone and took a picture of Chu Ming's miserable state. He thought he could use this photo to exchange for the photo of himself in the Tianbu Mountain when he was in a state of dementia. That should be fine, right?

Gin stretched his arms and shoulders, which were still aching slightly. He had just been hit by Chu Ming's attacks, and the force was so strong that even he could barely withstand them.

Given time, I estimate that I will be no match for him.

While we can still keep him under control, we need to temper his temper. Otherwise, once we can't even beat him in the future, let alone the organization, he'll probably turn Japan upside down.

So, to Chu Ming's astonishment, Gin dragged him up from the ground and beat him up again...

What are you doing?! Lafitte is still watching!!

Doesn't he have any pride?!

Chapter 254 Could it be Sato?

"I'm accompanying Ran to take her brother for a medical check-up to see if there are any problems. What are you doing here? Hurry up and check on Shuichi Akai's movements. Gin is waiting."

Chu Ming followed Lafitte with a forced smile: "Don't even think about getting rid of me. From now on, I'll be the brightest third wheel next to you and Ran. I'll follow you wherever you two do! As for Shuichi Akai, I've already had Bourbon keep an eye on him."

Seeing the persistent pest following him closely behind, Lafitte wished he could kick Chu Ming all the way to Tokyo Bay.

"Mr. Wada, Brother Chuming, you're here too?" Ran was standing at the hospital entrance, leading a Conan who looked utterly dejected.

Lafitte toned down his usual hormonal attitude when he saw Xiaolan, and his tone became normal, making Xiaolan feel much more comfortable around him.

"Good morning, Xiaolan. Come in with me. I have appointments with the pediatrics and surgery departments, so I can just go there today."

Led by Lafitte, Conan went to several departments for a comprehensive physical examination. By the time the last examination was completed, it was already noon.

"Alright, I'll let you know as soon as the results are out. It's getting late, let me treat you to dinner." Lafitte changed out of his white coat and prepared to take the group out to eat.

"Dr. Watanabe, are you going out?" A handsome doctor happened to come in through the main door and bumped into the group.

Lafitte nodded politely, introduced himself to everyone, and then casually remarked, "My friends are coming over, so I'm taking them out to eat. Dr. Kazato just came back from giving a psychotherapy session to a patient?"

Kyosuke Kazato nodded, somewhat helplessly: "Yes, this patient's psychological problems are a bit serious. I still need to write a report, so I'll take my leave now."

Seeing the doctor who had come out to make his presence known, Chu Ming asked curiously, "Is this Dr. Kazato a psychologist?"

Raffi nodded, a little regretfully: "I heard that seven years ago, Dr. Kazato worked at the Tokyo University Hospital and was once known as the 'youngest first-class surgeon.' However, during a surgery, he was cut in his dominant hand by a fellow surgeon, which made him unable to continue performing surgeries. After that, he studied psychology and transferred to Beika Hospital as a cardiologist."

"The surgeon who performed the operation cut his dominant hand???" Chu Ming couldn't fathom such a scene. "Was it intentional?"

Lafitte shook his head: "I don't know, but I heard that the doctor committed suicide because he felt too guilty about a medical accident later on. It's a pity about Dr. Kazato."