Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

"Don't touch the little one, you have a fever. Oh—your clothes...Miss Shirley?" Chu Ming feigned surprise.

Shiho Miyano stiffened and stopped struggling, her heart pounding in her chest. Oh no, she'd been found out.

She stared at Chu Ming, her eyes filled with despair, as if she wanted to say something, but then she saw Chu Ming's eyes flicker, as if he had made a decision.

"Little friend, it's raining, why are you here all alone? Let me take you home."

Shiho Miyano was stunned. She was certain that Chu Ming had recognized her, but why...?

Chu Ming didn't explain, but urged her, "Little girl, if you don't say anything, I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, we can't go to the hospital." She bit her lip. "Take me to 2-21 Beikacho."

Chu Ming said as he wrapped her in his raincoat.

"Hey kid, your house is very close to mine, right behind mine. You can come visit me to play sometime."

Shiho Miyano's eyes widened. How could this be—

"I just moved in a few days ago. Your neighbor, Professor Agasa, is an inventor. There shouldn't be anyone at 'your' house lately, so you can stay there. There's a kid named Conan who often goes to his house to play. He looks like a child, but he's actually quite clever and mature for his age. He's quick-witted and has solved a lot of cases. You should like playing with him."

Chu Ming rode his bike, seemingly chatting idly, but actually providing information to Shiho Miyano, while also reminding her not to tell Conan her identity: "But don't tell him that I said these things, okay? That kid is curious about everything."

Shiho Miyano pursed her lips. Although she didn't know why Chu Ming was helping her, it seemed that he not only recognized her identity at a glance, but also knew that Shinichi Kudo had shrunk. Knowing this, he didn't report it to the organization, so he probably didn't have any ill intentions towards her.

Chu Ming parked his car in front of Professor Agasa's house and rang the doorbell.

"Who is it? Oh, it's Mr. Fujino. What brings you here so late?"

Chu Ming decisively escorted Shiho Miyano to his door: "I saw this little girl on the road, and she said she was your relative, so I gave her a ride home."

Chu Ming winked at Shiho Miyano, who understood and rushed forward, grabbing Professor Agasa's sleeve with tears welling up in her eyes: "Professor—"

Professor Agasa panicked slightly: "Eh, she's not—this—"

Chu Ming didn't give him a chance to explain, and forced him to sell: "Alright, Doctor, it's getting late, I have some things to do, so I'll be leaving now."

The rest was up to Sherry; he had to go back and face the furious Gin.

Chapter 31 Explosion

Chu Ming wandered around outside for a while before returning to the base. Gin had already gone back and was directing Vodka to burn down the stronghold.

"Brother, I looked around the neighborhood and found Shirley's shoes in an alley on Third Avenue. A homeless man nearby said a child threw them there, but he was drunk and couldn't remember what the child looked like. I suspect Shirley hired a child to throw the shoes away to distract us. I've already sent people to search the surrounding streets. Brother, have you found any clues in the garbage truck?"

Gin took a deep drag on his cigarette: "The driver said he heard a noise on the road, like something falling. Because it was raining, he didn't go to check. I went to that location, but there were no security cameras nearby. The trail went cold."

"I've already sent people to infiltrate the airport. Arrest them the moment Shirley shows up. Brother, is it possible that her escape was orchestrated by the FBI?"

The fire was already burning. After making sure that all the documents that could be taken were taken, Vodka poured gasoline on the entire building and set it on fire.

In the flickering firelight, Gin's eyes were exceptionally cold and sharp: "Shuichi Akai..."

“Granbury, keep an eye on the airport activity lately. Report immediately if the FBI gets in the shot.”

"Okay, big brother."

Gin wanted to say something more, but after receiving a message from the boss, he left in a hurry. Chu Ming figured he must have been called over and scolded by the boss.

Even Gin has its day.

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The first rays of morning sunlight shone on Chu Ming's face, and the melodious ringtone echoed in the bedroom. He groggily opened his eyes. Last night, Chu Ming waited until the entire base was burned down, making sure nothing was left behind, before leaving. He returned late at night and went straight to sleep, forgetting to close the curtains.

However, I got a lot of points yesterday because of Sherry's escape, the people Gin killed, Gin's emotional value, and Sherry's emotional fluctuation value after encountering her. All of these added up to more than 20,000 points.

He picked up his phone; it was only six o'clock. Who would call at this hour? Chu Ming answered the phone.

"Hello. Who is this?"

"Brother Chu Ming, are you still sleeping? Did I disturb you?"

Ran's gentle voice came through, and Conan could be faintly heard retorting: How could that be? It's already six o'clock. Brother Chu Ming must have already gotten up and is exercising.

That wretched elementary school student who's a death god, can I argue with what you've said?

"I didn't disturb you. I got up a while ago. Is there something you need?"

"Here's the thing, Conan said that Chu Ming mentioned he could play golf during our chat. Dad promised to participate in a charity golf club for Nichiri TV, but he doesn't know how to play. However, as soon as he heard that Ms. Okino Yoko recommended it, he immediately agreed. Honestly—there are more discounts at the driving range in the morning, and Dad plans to go there early in the morning to practice. Is Chu Ming free?"

As expected of Yoko Okino, who is known as Kogoro Mouri's trap, Kogoro Mouri never misses an opportunity to talk about her, no matter the occasion.

"Okay, where's the address? I'll just go there. Don't you have class today?"

"It's still early, but Dad insisted that we go with him to see his skills, and then we can go to school later."

…………

When they arrived at the location, they could see Kogoro Mouri practicing diligently from afar, but he missed nine out of ten shots, and one of them even hit the ground.

Cue stick: I was terrified.

"Is Uncle Mori really that serious? It's only 6:30..." Chu Ming slowly walked over, lazily leaned against the back of the chair behind Conan, and reached out to vigorously rub Conan's head. "Are you doing this on purpose? Who would get up at six to exercise for no reason?"

Conan chuckled twice. "We'll share the burden, right?"

Yawning, Chu Ming stepped forward and corrected Kogoro Mouri's incorrect posture, demonstrating his approach and putting. As expected of the top student from the police academy, Kogoro Mouri quickly improved from missing nine out of ten shots to missing eight out of ten...

Seeing Kogoro Mouri practicing diligently again, Chu Ming turned around and slumped into the chair next to Conan. Damn it, staying up late and getting up early, I'm going to die of overwork sooner or later. No, I have to start slacking off.

what--

Chu Ming and Conan turned around at the same time and saw a group of people walking in through the door. They were carrying golf clubs, had taken off their suit jackets and draped them over their arms, and were chatting and laughing as they walked in.

Conan was curious, but Chu Ming wasn't, because he saw someone with the mark he had previously placed on their head—

—Is that the guy with the golf bag and black powder in his hand that night? Oh? More magnetic field fragments coming in, huh?

As soon as the group entered, the young man with the badge on his head clutched his stomach, indicating he needed to use the restroom, and ran out. The remaining three were clearly led by the manager in the middle.

Conan was so frustrated with Kogoro Mouri's skills that he didn't know where to begin, so he could only say to Ran, "Ran-neechan, I'm going to watch someone else play ball~"

Then all three of them shifted their gaze, moved their chairs, and turned to watch the manager play ball.

After playing for a while in silence, Kogoro Mouri finally decided to take a break. He noticed that the two opponents who had been fighting each other had become one, and subconsciously asked, "How did he finish so quickly? Is he done already?"

Conan, who had been watching, looked up and replied, "Because that uncle plays ball very fast, and he even shared some of the ball with the manager."

Kogoro Mouri gave him a knowing look that said, "Seriously, this is way too obvious with his flattery."

Then, the person who originally wanted to rest, in order to show that he was better, pulled out another club and continued playing. Perhaps wanting to surpass the speed at which the uncle had been playing, his swing became faster and faster, and he missed many shots in a row.

"Ugh, damn it!" Kogoro Mori angrily banged his cue stick.

"How many times have I emptied my bows?" Chu Ming said weakly.

"Twenty times already—" Xiaolan was speechless.

Conan, standing to the side, couldn't help but chuckle.

Seeing the three men mocking him, Kogoro Mouri became furious. He gripped the cue stick tightly with both hands, bent his legs slightly, and prepared to swing it down hard at the ball in front of him.

A dazzling light flashed, followed by a violent impact and a deafening sound. Kogoro Mouri was knocked to the ground by the aftershock of the explosion, while the manager, who was at the center of the explosion, fell to the ground as well.

Chu Ming, who was sitting in the chair, was immediately startled away from his drowsy state.

"What's going on? Gin's here?"

He jumped up and instinctively pressed his hand to his waist, only to find nothing. Then he realized what was happening and quickly pulled out his phone to call the police and an ambulance, thus taking Xiaolan's job.

Chapter 32 Is this how you judge the murderer?

After the violent explosion, Chu Ming glanced at the young man he had marked, his gaze sweeping over the man's hand before he looked away with disdain.

Tch, trying to use a self-inflicted injury ruse, but unwilling to hurt himself, no wonder he got caught.

Sigh, can't the system earn points by catching criminals? Without points, Chu Ming has absolutely no desire to solve cases.

"Ding—The level of participation in the plot of the small world includes participation in solving cases. The higher the level of participation in cases, the higher the degree of integration with this world, and the more points you will receive."

"You didn't mention this before!"

"The system reminded me on my first day in this world that participating in the storyline would earn me points." If the mechanical voice had emotions, it would definitely feel very aggrieved at this moment.

Chu Ming thought to himself, "This system is so unintelligent. It should have a list of points to earn. It's so annoying to have to click and activate something every time. It's such a frustrating little system."

Chu Ming joined the others in surrounding the victim. Kogoro Mouri immediately stopped the others from touching her, checked her breathing and pulse, and shook his head: "She's dead. Ran, quickly call Inspector Megure—"

Before he could finish speaking, Chu Ming interjected, "I called the police myself and also called an ambulance. It seems that quite a few people have been injured in the explosion."

Chu Ming glanced at Kogoro Mouri, who was examining nearby clues. Following Kogoro Mouri's classic deductive method, wouldn't that mean the suspect could also be Kogoro Mouri? Because he was jealous that the victim played ball better than him…

Before the police arrived, Kogoro Mouri had already explained his identity as a detective and asked about the basic situation.

It turns out that all four of them were employees of Goi Electric. The victim, Tachibana Eisuke, was their development department manager. The person who left before the explosion was Yasui Nen, the section chief of the development department. The people injured in the explosion were Okubo Renya, the director of the development department, and Minami Tomofumi, an ordinary employee who was marked by Chu Ming.

The owner of the golf driving range was devastated. If word got out, who would dare to practice here in the future?

"What happened? Why did it suddenly explode?!"

Conan's face was grave. This pungent smell must be—

"It's gunpowder."

Conan nodded. "Yes, it's gunpowder, huh?" Who's speaking?

He looked in the direction of the sound, and sure enough, Chu Ming's thinking always matched his own.