Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

Left with no other option, Chu Ming could only send an email to Gin.

"Brother, who owns the property rights to Twilight Villa now?" — Granbury

After a while, Gin, realizing that Chu Ming had something important to discuss with him, finally returned the call.

"Why are you asking this?" Gin seemed to be smoking to stay awake, his voice slightly hoarse. "I remember that Twilight Villa was BOSS's previous property, and it seems to have been sold later."

"Someone invited Kogoro Mouri to a banquet at the Twilight Villa in Nagano. I suspect they're after the legendary treasure inside. I checked, and several famous detectives have also received invitations. If the property rights aren't in our hands, and they happen to find the treasure, it would be difficult for the organization to act in front of everyone."

Gin hesitated for a moment: "Are you sure you can find the treasure?"

“Whether we can find it or not, this villa won’t lose value as long as we have it,” Chu Ming suggested. “Why don’t we have someone buy it back from the current owner?”

"I'll discuss it with the BOSS." Gin hung up the phone decisively, afraid that Chu Ming would continue to chat with him.

Looking at the phone that had been hung up, Chu Ming pursed his lips. What's wrong with her? She always hangs up before we even have a chance to build a rapport with her colleagues. It's too much. She makes me feel like she's dealing with a monster.

We'll have to go to Twilight Villa in a few days. What should we do now?

It seems like it's been a long time since he played with Vermouth? And back on Mermaid Island, didn't Vermouth say she'd take him on some exciting adventures?

His life has been so bland lately, he really needs some excitement.

He decisively dialed Vermouth's number: "Sister~ I'm back in Tokyo now, what about the exciting things you promised to do with me last time~"

"I heard you guys went to ambush Shuichi Akai," Vermouth said seductively. "What, wasn't that exciting enough?"

"He got away, what's so exciting about that? Catching him is the real thrill." Chu Ming rested his chin on the table. "Sister, what good news is it? I'm so bored lately. Big brother doesn't even take me with him when he goes out on missions."

"Poor sweetheart, it's alright. Gin doesn't care about your sister. You can come back to your sister in a different disguise."

After saying that, Vermouth sent the address to Chu Ming.

"What kind of disguise do you want, sister? Male or female?" Chu Ming felt that his skin was getting thicker and thicker, and he could ask without any psychological burden if she needed him to dress up as a woman.

"Whatever, sweetheart. If you'd like to crossdress, that would be perfect." Vermouth chuckled. "That woman from the FBI is on leave lately. I guess Shuichi Akai is injured and she's too busy to keep an eye on me. I'll take you out for some excitement today."

Changing into his old Baileys outfit, Chu Ming tossed his long brown hair, cleared his throat, and turned to hail a taxi to head to the address Vermouth had given him.

Upon arriving at the location, Chu Ming stood at the door with a dark expression, unsure whether to go in or back. Inside, the place was bustling with noise and activity, while outside, Chu Ming felt only a sense of desolation.

He never expected that Vermouth would take him to a bar...

A bar!!!

What is he going to do? Watch others drink? Or let others watch him act crazy while drunk?

Let's not go for this kind of stimulation, shall we?

When Vermouth rode her motorcycle to the door, she saw Chu Ming standing there with a displeased expression, glaring menacingly at the men surrounding her.

She quickly walked over, pushed away several men who tried to chat her up, and put her arm around Chu Ming's waist: "Sorry, she's taken, no dates."

Chu Ming didn't push Vermouth's hand away: "Sister, is this the kind of excitement you were talking about???"

Vermouth smiled gently and led him to the bar: "How about it, sweetheart? You've never been to a bar before, have you? Haven't had a drink in a long time? The bartender here makes a delicious and beautiful Peach Blossom drink. It has a strong peach flavor, a slightly sweet and sour taste, and a hint of malt aroma. It has almost no alcohol taste and tastes a bit like soda. You should try this kind of drink with almost no alcohol."

Chu Ming was madly in love, but also somewhat hesitant.

Seeing his hesitation, Vermouth placed the prepared drink in front of Chu Ming: "Don't worry, drink it. If you get drunk and act crazy later, I'll knock you out right away. I definitely won't let you embarrass yourself here. Besides, this bar is owned by the organization. If there are any problems later, I'll clear the place immediately."

Since Vermouth had said so, Chu Ming couldn't wait to pick up the wine glass in front of him.

Fine bubbles rise from the glass, revealing a pale pink hue, and it has a sweet peach aroma.

Take a small sip, and you'll find it refreshing with a lingering aftertaste, and it really doesn't taste like alcohol at all.

Chu Ming gulped down several mouthfuls without feeling any dizziness or lightheadedness. He then raised his glass and finished it in one go, handing the glass to the bartender in front of him: "I want more!"

The bartender looked at the woman in front of him and, although she had a soft and sweet appearance, she surprisingly had a bold and unrestrained spirit when drinking, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved.

He immediately mixed a glass of his best summer peach juice. Although it looked similar to the peach blossom juice from before, it was slightly stronger. He felt that this was more suitable for the beautiful girl in front of him.

"This drink is on you." He flashed what he considered his most perfect smile.

Chapter 271 I'm Not Drunk

Chu Ming looked at the bartender's greasy smile and pushed away the drink he was offered.

"You're so ugly that it makes me feel like the drinks you hand me aren't good," Chu Ming said to the bartender, enunciating each word with a serious expression.

The bartender's hand was stiff as he handed out the drinks.

This time, Vermouth was disguised as a handsome man and entered with Chu Ming. Seeing Chu Ming being harassed, she not only didn't stop it but also watched with amusement. When Chu Ming refused, she teased him, "Sweetheart, how about I find a handsome bartender to mix drinks for you?"

Chu Ming's face was serious. He stared at Vermouth without blinking and said nothing.

Seeing his expression, Vermouth's smile gradually froze on her face: "Sweet, sweetheart...you wouldn't...you wouldn't be drunk, would you?"

That was just a glass of fruit wine!!! It barely tasted like alcohol at all!!!

Chu Ming frowned, thought carefully for a long time, and then shook his head solemnly: "I'm not drunk."

"..." Vermouth looked at Chu Ming, who was obviously a beat slow to react, and couldn't help but facepalm. He wasn't drunk, he was just obviously drunk.

Fortunately, it didn't cause as much of a commotion as before... a stroke of luck amidst misfortune. She had thought Chu Ming got so drunk last time because he drank strong liquor, but it turns out Chu Ming can't touch alcohol at all...

We need to think of a solution. What if someone tries to exploit this weakness to target him?

Chu Ming sat upright on the bar with his hands folded on the counter, like a primary school student. With Bailey's beautiful face and dreamy eyes, he looked both well-behaved and sweet, and many people in the bar began to look at him.

Vermouth stepped forward and half-embraced him, glancing around defiantly before leaning down to suggest to Chu Ming, "Sweetheart, how about I take you back first?"

Chu Ming tilted his head and thought for a moment, then shook his head: "No."

"..." There was nothing she could do. Since Chu Ming seemed to be behaving himself this time, Vermouth didn't press him. She turned around and asked the bartender to make a hangover soup.

"Buzzing—"

Vermouth touched Chu Ming's pocket, took out his phone, and it was Gin's.

"Sweetheart, can you answer the phone?"

Chu Ming blinked, as if regaining his senses, reached out and took the phone, and pressed the answer button.

"Hello, how can I help you?" He spoke rapidly, with a distinct and sweet female voice, in Chinese with a clear intonation.

Vermouth covered her face with her hands, trying hard to suppress her laughter.

Gin remained silent for a long while.

Chu Ming, looking puzzled, held the phone up to his face, and after confirming the call was connected, put it back to his ear: "Hello? Hello? Kongnijiwa? Aniiaseyo? Benju?"

“…Be normal.” Gin took a deep drag of his cigarette and stubbed it out hard in the ashtray.

"Normal? I'm perfectly normal. I'm not drunk." Chu Ming twisted his body like a pretzel and swayed.

"Not drunk?? You've been drinking??? Who's with you? Where are you now?"

"Not drunk. Did drink. I've never seen this person before. At the bar."

Gin gestured to Vodka to quickly find out the address of Chu Ming's phone signal, fearing that if they were a step too late, it would be on the front page of tomorrow's newspapers.

Upon hearing that Chu Ming had been drinking, Vodka's short, chubby fingers flew across the keyboard, and in no time he found the address—a bar under the organization's name.

"Ask him what the name of that person you've never seen before is?" Gin closed his eyes to calm himself down after realizing that Chu Ming was still able to communicate despite being drunk, and began to press him for an answer.

Chu Ming looked up blankly and asked Vermouth, "The person on the phone asked you what your name is."

"..."

"..."

Vermouth and Gin both fell silent. So you don't even know who called?

Vermouth took the phone: "Gin, it's me..."

Upon hearing it was Vermouth, Gin's murderous intent erupted: "You were clearly at the base last time, knowing full well what kind of monster he was when he was drunk, yet you still took him drinking??? And dressed him up as a woman???"

Spoiling children like this is not the way to do it! Vermouth bears undeniable responsibility for Granbury becoming this wretched place!

Vermouth also complained, "I ordered him a drink with a little alcohol on it. I've had it before, and it has almost no alcohol taste."

“Just let him sit quietly like this. Vodka and I will pick him up later,” Gin decided, then emphasized, “Don’t let him cause any trouble!”

Vermouth sighed, feeling a little guilty. She regretted bringing him here for the thrill. She propped her chin on her hand and looked at Chu Ming's stunningly handsome face after his disguise. She couldn't help but poke him with her finger. Seeing that Chu Ming didn't react, she took out her phone and took a picture with him.

"I hope you stay this good until Gin comes."

A female bartender happened to walk over and saw Chu Ming sitting there like a well-behaved elementary school student. She covered her mouth and chuckled twice: "Is this little girl drinking for the first time? I don't recommend Peach Blossom and Summer Peach Juice for your first time. Although these two are newly launched drinks mainly for girls and you can barely taste the alcohol, they are actually not very low in alcohol content. Many girls get tipsy after drinking them for a while."

"The alcohol content isn't low?" Vermouth was taken aback. She had thought it didn't taste like alcohol last time, which was why she was bringing Chu Ming to try it...

"How can you use such a rigid dart? All the darts here have flexible heads. Isn't it an unfair victory if you win like this?"

Suddenly, a pushing and shoving sound came from afar. Chu Ming, like an old piece of equipment, slowly turned his head in the direction of the sound.

"Uh... Sweetheart, it's okay, it has nothing to do with us." Vermouth quickly stopped Chu Ming when she saw him suddenly move.

Chu Ming tried to push her hand away, but when that didn't work, he simply leaned over her raised hand and craned his neck to look in that direction.

The bar had specially set aside a space for people to play darts or billiards. At that moment, several people were standing in front of the dartboard, facing off. A drunken man was holding a dart with a clearly sharp needle and looking at the people in front of him with a mocking expression.

Vermouth overheard the discussion around her and understood what was going on.

The drunken man was Shuji Usuda, the president of a company. He insisted on using his hard darts to shoot at a soft dartboard and got into a conflict with others. He even tried to hurt people with the darts. At this moment, his employees were trying to smooth things over and mediate.

"Darts?" Chu Ming turned to stare at Vermouth, his eyes clearly saying, "I want to play too."