Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

"Big brother...I'm starving..."

Gin put down the documents in his hand. Chu Ming had been engrossed in reading them for six or seven hours. It was no wonder he was hungry. Gin had originally wanted to call him for lunch, but seeing him so focused on reading the documents, he didn't disturb him.

"It's already past five o'clock. I'll have someone bring the food over," Gin said, and then tried to press the call button next to him.

Chu Ming reached out and grabbed his hand to stop him from pressing it: "I think I need to treat myself to something good, what do you say, big brother? QAQ"

Seeing that he had obediently looked at the documents and hadn't caused any trouble today, Gin didn't refuse his request: "What do you want to eat?"

Upon hearing that Gin had agreed, Chu Ming's eyes lit up: "When I came here this morning, I saw a lot of people in the building next door. I heard that a new restaurant is opening. It looks quite luxurious. Today is the opening day. Shall we go and take a look?"

Gin frowned slightly: "There are too many people. Let's find another one."

"No way, bro! After studying all day, let's have some fun to clear our heads." Chu Ming liked lively environments, and he liked it even more after taking Gin to one. "I can always disguise myself! Bro, what do you want: rye, bourbon, or vodka? I can even have Vermouth!"

Gin slapped away the head that was leaning in, almost speechless with anger at Chu Ming.

Chu Ming, who considered himself an expert at reading people, immediately changed his tune: "I don't like any of these. Then—Lafitte? I don't like that either. Then what about Kiel from earlier? I think Big Brother quite admires her… uh, that won't work either?"

Chu Ming was rather troubled; this older brother was a bit difficult to please. Could it be that—

Chu Ming's eyes lit up: "Big brother, are you craving Baileys?! Yeah, yeah, don't worry, I'll go check if any researchers brought a dress!!"

Gin's expression changed for the first time. He reached out to grab Chu Ming, who was running away, but he was a step too slow and watched helplessly as Chu Ming darted out like the wind.

Chapter 380 Is that Gin?

Gin decisively packed his things, grabbed the magnetic card on the table, and headed for the door.

Eating? What's there to eat? How could anyone eat while looking at Granburg in women's clothing?

Unfortunately, Chu Ming had his own focus. When he noticed that the focus representing Gin was starting to move, he knew that Gin wanted to slip away.

He quickly applied the disguise, put on the clothes he got from the researcher, and then put on a white lab coat. Just before Gin swiped his card to leave, he grabbed Gin's arm.

"Big brother~ why did you leave without waiting for me~" Chu Ming tossed her long brown hair and leaned against Gin as if boneless. Her loose white coat looked exceptionally elegant on her. She tightened her grip on Gin's arm and spoke in a melodious and clear voice.

Gin's face darkened, and he tried to pull his hands away, only to find that Chu Ming's hands were firmly holding his, and he couldn't break free for a while.

"Let go!" Gin's brows furrowed, his icy gaze fixed on Chu Ming.

Unfortunately, Chu Ming pretended not to see it. He was practically hanging the man on Gin's hands. Now that he was the heir, Gin couldn't hit him, scold him, kill him, or threaten him!

Hmph, it's all because Gin just stared blankly and didn't say a word when there were normal options at the beginning!

It's too late now!

"No, brother, do you want to change your clothes? It's not appropriate to go out and join the fun dressed like this. I brought you a set before, why don't you change into it? As long as you change your clothes and come with me for a while, I promise I'll behave myself and study the documents obediently for the next few days, and I definitely won't cause any trouble!"

Seeing that Gin seemed to be thinking, Chu Ming assured him again, "It's just normal clothes. If you don't believe me, go and see for yourself. Anyway, it's definitely more tasteful than your all-black trench coat."

Seeing that Chu Ming was determined not to budge unless he offered a replacement, Gin had a headache: "There are weapons under the trench coat."

Chu Ming instantly understood Gin's unspoken meaning: he felt uneasy going out without a weapon by his side.

"It's okay, brother. We're just going to have a meal, not to fight."

Despite Chu Ming's best efforts to persuade Gin, he couldn't get Gin to agree and had no choice but to take him out.

Sigh, it's really hard to get Gin to change out of that all-black outfit.

It was nearly dusk outside. Gin had his hands in his coat pockets and let Chu Ming lead him away, only occasionally glancing around to check for any danger.

Following the flow of people to the building next door, Chu Ming overheard the discussions among the passersby and learned that the bustling building next door was called the 3K Building. It was opened by three well-known athletes who had worked in the United States and returned to China after retiring. There were also many celebrities at the opening ceremony.

Chu Ming blinked. A celebrity—doesn't that mean he needs an invitation to get in? He doesn't seem to have one…

But Gin has already been tricked by him, how can he let things fall apart now!

He had just looked at it; the invitation was just a red card with no name written on it. As he walked with Gin, he subtly pulled an invitation from the pocket of the person next to him.

Gin noticed it; he glanced down and saw Chu Ming wave his hand, and a card appeared in his hand: "What, not going to eat?"

"Go ahead and eat! You're free to eat and drink!" Chu Ming waved the invitation in the air. "Why not take advantage of free food?"

Gin was genuinely having a headache this time: "I remember the organization allocated quite a lot of funds for the mission?"

He gave Granbury so many tasks before, Granbury shouldn't be short of money.

“Yes, there are quite a lot.” Chu, the capitalist, who hadn’t done much of the mission but had all the funds in hand, nodded in agreement with Gin’s words. “But the boss’s experiments are all expensive. We should save as much as we can, so that they don’t end up as empty shells in my hands. What’s the point of being the boss then?”

"..." You've certainly thought ahead.

——(?ω?)——

The two walked slowly into the venue, where various celebrities and movie stars were mingling and drinking. However, among so many people, Chu Ming only recognized one person: Yoko Okino.

Gin paused slightly, his brows furrowing, as he looked at the camera pointed at the stage.

Seeing this, Chu Ming explained in a low voice, "Brother, it's okay. The people here won't record videos without permission. The cameras in the venue usually won't capture us. Even if they do, I can just hack in and delete them later."

Gin knew that Chu Ming was a good hacker, so he stopped worrying about it, found an empty table and sat down, letting Chu Ming let go of his hand and take a tray of food and hand it to him.

"Big brother, eat first, I'll get more if you need more." Chu Ming was unusually considerate at this moment.

Those around him watched as a delicate and beautiful woman came and went, serving tea, water, and food to this unromantic man. They all looked at Gin with disdain, but in the end, they all retreated under Gin's deathly gaze.

Chu Ming suppressed a laugh as he ate, watching Gin being subjected to disapproving stares, and felt a surge of schadenfreude.

Gin ate slowly and deliberately, completely ignoring the envious gazes that kept looming over his back.

"Miss Bailey, do you remember me?" A familiar voice came from behind Chu Ming.

—It's Kogoro Mouri.

What's he doing here? Weren't they supposed to be out with Hattori? How did they run into each other like this?

Chu Ming controlled his emotions, smiled slightly, and turned to the side: "Sir, do you know me?"

Although she was faking being drunk last time, it's normal for her not to remember things when she was drunk.

However, since Kogoro Mouri is here, Conan probably won't be far behind; he's likely in the vicinity as well.

Hiss—Gin's still here...

Gin raised his cold eyes to look at the man who had come up to him and called out the code name Chu Ming had given him. His aura surged, but he was careful to control his killing intent. After all, there were many people here, and he knew how to disguise himself when necessary, but he hadn't needed to do so before.

Even without any murderous intent, Gin's gaze was still incredibly dangerous, making Kogoro Mouri's heart skip a beat. "Miss Hyakuri may not remember, but I am Kogoro Mouri. We met at a bar a few months ago. You and your companion went for drinks, and you got drunk after just one drink. We also encountered a case at the time."

Gin's face darkened as he recalled Vermouth's misdeeds, and his gaze toward Kogoro Mouri gradually turned cold.

"Dad! Honestly, I haven't seen you for a little while, and you're already starting again!"

Ran, who had been listening to Kazuha complain about Hattori, turned around and saw her father flirting with a stunningly beautiful woman. Her male companion's eyes were clearly glaring at her. Ran was both anxious and angry. She rushed forward, grabbed Kogoro Mouri, and pulled him aside, saying apologetically to Chu Ming, "Miss, I'm so sorry, my father was being a bit presumptuous, I..."

Chu Ming waved his hand, a sweet smile on his face: "It's alright. Mr. Mori just said that we met before, but I was probably drunk that time and didn't remember him. I didn't expect him to be that famous detective."

Overwhelmed by the beautiful woman's praise, Kogoro Mouri instantly became arrogant, scratching the back of his head and laughing out loud: "Hahaha, I didn't expect Miss Baili to have heard of my reputation, hahaha. Here's my business card, just come to me if you need anything!"

As Gin watched Chu Ming handle the situation with ease, knowing he could manage, he listlessly raised his glass and took a sip. His originally sharp features were softened by his nonchalant gaze, attracting the attention of many women.

On the other side, Conan, who was chatting happily with Hattori, suddenly looked up and his face turned deathly pale.

Is that silver-haired man sitting next to Ran and Uncle Mori Gin?

What is he doing here?

P.S.: Happy Lunar New Year's Eve, my little cuties! Tomorrow is the New Year, wishing you all: all that has passed is but a prologue, the future is as vast as the sea, and the days ahead are long!

Chapter 381 No Lies

Conan wanted to go up and ask, but he was afraid that if his face appeared in front of Gin, Gin would recognize him. Conan panicked and turned pale.

Hattori, seeing his expression, asked with some confusion, "What's wrong?"

Conan had only mentioned the Black Organization to Hattori, but mentioning it didn't mean he wanted to involve him. He shook his head, somewhat absent-minded, "N-nothing..."

Hattori noticed that Conan kept glancing over there while saying it was nothing, and couldn't help but turn around and take a look himself, then thought he understood something.

"Are you worried that your little Lan sister will be tricked by that long-haired handsome guy? Tsk tsk tsk, Gong—uh uh uh..."

Seeing Hattori about to slip up again, Conan, fearing Gin would overhear, quickly jumped up and covered his mouth: "With so many people around, can't you be a little more careful!"

Hattori pulled Conan's hand away, grinning slyly, "Yeah, yeah, I'll be careful. Want me to find out about your rival for you?"

"Have you been corrupted by Brother Chu Ming?" Conan rolled his eyes, then his expression suddenly turned serious. "That man is dangerous. Don't get close to him."

Conan calmed down a bit. Although he didn't know what mission Gin had come for, he was sure it wasn't for his uncle. He had just used the camera angle to subconsciously assume that his uncle and the others were talking to Gin.

But just as he jumped up and covered Hattori's mouth, he realized that Gin had been sitting there drinking the whole time, and his uncle and the others were chatting with someone else who just happened to be standing there.

Just as he relaxed, Kogoro Mouri raised his hand and laughed, allowing him to see from Kogoro Mouri's side the person he was talking to.

—This face was once his nightmare…

She's the woman who got drunk and acted crazy in the bar, tried to force-feed him soup, threw him to the ground, almost exposed his secret about getting into Uncle Mori's room, and managed to cling to Gin's leg to avoid being killed!

He remembered that she had once revealed her code name as Baileys!

Conan wasn't stupid; he immediately understood the whole story of the chat incident. The culprit was definitely Uncle Mori! He was lustful! After all, that Miss Bailey was really too beautiful. It's no exaggeration to say that she was even sweeter than his mother when she was young.

The white dress she wore today added a touch of elegance to her sweetness. Uncle Mori is easily swayed by beauty, and he'll definitely be even more bewildered now...

Conan took a deep breath and checked his equipment. He was wearing his face-concealing glasses, confirmed that the shoes were made by Professor Agasa, and was wearing his tranquilizer watch. Even if he really encountered danger, it should, possibly, probably be able to block him.

After mentally preparing himself, Conan tossed Hattori to Kazuha and walked towards Kogoro Mouri: "Uncle, Ran-neechan, who are you chatting with? Hmm, I think I've seen this pretty lady before~"

Chu Ming felt a chill run down his spine as he watched the girl pouting and twisting Xiao Lan's skirt, acting all cute. She'd completely lost all sense of shame in front of Gin...