Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

How could you not include him in something so fun?! That's outrageous!

Chu Ming stood at the entrance of the alley, sneakily peeking out and waving at Gin.

"Big brother, big brother! Over here, over here!"

Seeing Chu Ming peeking out from the alley, Kurosawa Jin looked around warily before quickly slipping over: "Why did you come out like this? You didn't even bother to disguise yourself?"

Chu Ming looked bewildered, thinking that Gin was afraid of being seen with him, which would affect his image on the Red Team.

So he waved his hand dismissively: "It's okay, bro, what are you afraid of? I'm not a wanted criminal. But you actually look pretty handsome in a cop's uniform, huh? —Hey bro, why did you hit me!"

Chu Ming winced in pain as Gin slapped him on the head, clutching his head with an innocent expression.

"Why would I hit you?" Kurosawa Jin asked seriously. "You've only been infiltrated into that organization for a few days, and you're already spouting slang like 'cops.' Besides, you finally managed to infiltrate, and now you're just blatantly calling out to me on the street. What if the people in that organization find out you're in cahoots with the police?"

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What the hell? ? ?

What is all this nonsense??

Before Chu Ming could ask anything more, Kurosawa Jin hurriedly took his leave: "I still have to go on duty, so I'll be leaving now. You must be careful in the organization, but don't worry, someone infiltrated that organization a few years ago, but because the list is confidential, we don't know who it is yet. Don't rush to find him in the organization, just stay hidden for now."

After giving his explanation, Gin quickly left the spot, probably afraid of being seen.

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Wait a minute—

Watching Gin's hurried departure, Chu Ming could only wander the streets alone, trying to sort out the information he had just received.

He may have time-traveled again, and to a very strange parallel world of science fiction.

It is known that Gin—that is, Kurosawa Jin—is a policeman. He—originally a genuine black liquor man—is now a fake liquor man who has infiltrated the liquor factory.

Good grief, so he's got Amuro Tooru's script?

Could the person who infiltrated there be Vodka?

Chu Ming glanced at the street sign. The street he was on wasn't far from the Mouri Detective Agency. He planned to go to Kogoro Mouri's house first.

Now that the red and black have been reversed, does Conan still exist?

If he exists, what is his identity?

Having transmigrated twice in one fell swoop, Chu Ming showed no nervousness or confusion whatsoever; he was quite enthusiastic about this unexpected situation.

Whether he's an undercover agent or not, it has absolutely nothing to do with him now.

What he's most curious about now is whether the red and black teams will be reversed, and whether Xiaolan and the others will be red or black.

If it's black—

A hint of excitement flashed in Chu Ming's eyes.

That was so much fun!

Chu Ming casually bought a gift-boxed bottle of wine from a roadside vendor and carried it in his hand.

I don't know if he actually knows Kogoro Mouri in his current identity, but it's always good to offer him a gift.

It would be best if we knew each other, but if we didn't, we could get to know each other again.

As soon as I arrived downstairs at the Mouri Detective Agency, I saw Amuro Tooru in the Poirot Cafe, smiling gently as he served a sandwich to a customer. He was talking about something that made the young ladies at the table giggle.

When Chu Ming looked over, he keenly raised his eyes, nodded and smiled at him as if he didn't recognize Chu Ming, and then continued with his work.

There doesn't seem to be a problem, but—the Amuro Tooru he knew in his original world didn't seem to be this flamboyant?

Chu Ming took note and went upstairs from the stairwell, just in time to see Xiao Lan opening the door.

"Brother Chu Ming? What brings you here today? Conan's been talking about you." Ran was pleasantly surprised and stepped aside to welcome Chu Ming in. He looked just as warm and welcoming as ever.

But Conan?

After Chu Ming entered the room, he saw Conan sitting on the sofa, looking at the newspaper with a deep expression. He raised an eyebrow slightly, walked over and sat down next to him, and casually ruffled Conan's hair: "What is Conan looking at?"

I glanced over and saw a few murder cases common in Beika Town. The only difference was that many of the reports included pictures of Conan's cute smiling face and the remorseful criminal kneeling behind him. Even the headlines were something like:

The high school detective profession has a promising future, with elementary school detectives displaying their prowess; an elementary school detective solves another case, bringing the culprit to justice with just a few words; what's happening in Tokyo? Ten cases in one day, and the elementary school detective's case-solving rate reaches a new high...

Good grief, isn't this a clear case of smearing Ke? If these cases weren't caused by this kid, he'd kick the ball over the head!

Conan felt the touch on his head, his eyes widened slightly, then he narrowed his eyes and glanced at Chu Ming without leaving a trace, his smile sweet: "Brother Chu Ming, did you bring the Kamen Rider mask you said you'd bring me last time?"

"When did I say I was going to buy you Kamen Rider? I don't remember." Chu Ming immediately denied it. He knew Conan's identity. Buying detective novels was one thing, but buying Kamen Rider? Childish.

Conan stopped talking upon hearing this. For a moment, he thought that the Chu Ming in front of him was someone else in disguise, since Chu Ming would never have touched his head before.

Furthermore, his question was also skillful; he subtly hinted that if the visitor wasn't Chu Ming himself, they would go along with him and say they forgot to bring it this time and would bring it next time.

Only the person involved knows whether they actually agreed to this.

He scratched his head, sat on the sofa, and gently swung his legs: "Maybe I remembered it wrong~"

Looking at Conan's innocent and natural childlike demeanor, Chu Ming couldn't help but despise the Conan from the original world. Look at his acting skills, and then look at yourself! They're both Conan, so how come the red team's acting skills are so much worse than the black team's?

After spending some time at the Mori Detective Agency, Chu Ming had gotten a pretty good grasp of the situation.

It's said that Kogoro Mouri went out on a case. Since Conan chose to take over this time instead of having someone else take his place, Kogoro is still the second-rate detective who helps people catch cheating and find their pets. Because he's not home, it's impossible to determine whether he's a good guy or a bad guy, but based on his judgment, he's probably more likely to be a bad guy.

After all, even Xiaolan is on the black team.

Chu Ming noticed the moment he saw her that Xiao Lan's hands were definitely stained with blood.

Now that it's confirmed that Kogoro Mouri's entire family is black, then that Bourbon downstairs... is very likely black as well...

Hmm, the red team's strength seems a bit lacking.

Then maybe he shouldn't become an undercover agent anymore. Since he's already infiltrated the organization, let Gin fight it out alone.

Gin should be used to it by now, right?

[I'm experiencing writer's block again, so I'll just write a new side story to change things up QAQ]

Chapter 409 Extra - Red and Black Reversal 2

[This is a parody and has no connection to the main text.]

—If Chu Ming transmigrates to a world where red and black are reversed 2

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Chu Ming originally wanted to find an opportunity to probe Amuro Tooru's background, but before he could find a chance to contact Amuro Tooru, Amuro Tooru appeared first and cornered Chu Ming in the alley.

Chu Ming looked at Amuro Tooru, who was completely different from the original world, and pondered for a moment.

Since he's using Amuro Tooru's script, then Amuro Tooru wouldn't be using his script, would he?

Am I now Bourbon's lackey?

No way, right?

"Granbury." The gentle side that Amuro Tooru showed in the coffee shop was completely gone. He leaned against the wall in the alley with a half-smile and called out to Chu Ming, who was passing by the alley entrance. His purplish-gray eyes casually swept over Chu Ming.

Chu Ming stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Amuro Tooru, who seemed to be shrouded in black energy.

Amuro Tooru looks better like this~

Chu Ming turned and entered the alley, but didn't say anything. The more he said, the more mistakes he would make. What if he hadn't met Bourbon before and accidentally called out his code name? Wouldn't that arouse suspicion?

Seeing that Chu Ming didn't speak, but just stared at him with a slightly wary look.

Taking advantage of the sparse population, Amuro Tooru drew his gun and pointed it at Chu Ming: "Granbury, I've always hated traitors the most. You should know that policeman from the Public Security Bureau named Kurosawa Jin is a major enemy of the organization! Why have you been associating with him so closely?"

???

Amuro Tooru has now become a member of an organization in love?

However, Chu Ming was not worried about this situation, after all, he had only spoken a few words with Kurosawa Jin, and it could be explained in any way.

"It's precisely because he's a major enemy of the organization that my current identity is safe and legal. Wouldn't it be better to try to contact him, gain his trust, and then eliminate him in one fell swoop?" Chu Ming leaned against the wall, his posture even more relaxed than Amuro Tooru's, and began to take the initiative. "But you, you seem quite interested in that cop."

"Hmph, stop pretending." Amuro Tooru took out his phone, and the screen showed footage from a surveillance video. "They sent this to me and told me to execute you, you traitor, directly. I'm a kind-hearted person, so I won't let you die a fool."

The surveillance footage only showed Chu Ming's face and Gin's back. In the footage, Chu Ming said something and was then affectionately patted on the shoulder by Kurosawa Jin.

Chu Ming was relieved. This video couldn't be used as evidence at all. Even if it was traced back to lip reading, Chu Ming knew that he hadn't said anything. For now, he had been assigned to the organization, but he was still being valued.

Gin previously stated that he had only infiltrated for a few days, and the fact that he was able to obtain a codename in just a few days indicates that his abilities are highly valued. This ambiguous video was probably seen by someone and then used to arrange for Amuro Tooru to investigate. It's not an execution notice at all; Amuro Tooru is just using someone else's name to make a big deal out of nothing.

"Really? What does this video prove? Did I tell him about the organization's intelligence or trade him some secret documents?" Chu Ming asked with a disdainful look.

Seeing that Chu Ming was unmoved by his words, Amuro Tooru instead suppressed his dark expression and winked at him playfully.

"Alright, I'm not teasing you anymore. Hello, let's get to know each other again. I'm Rei Furuya, a member of the Japanese Public Security Bureau. I infiltrated the organization two years ago, and my current codename is Bourbon."

Chu Ming was taken aback for a moment. Huh? Huh?

Seeing Chu Ming stunned and speechless, Bourbon's purplish-gray eyes were full of playfulness: "What's wrong? Were you scared by me just now? I just received the news too. The police didn't notify me either."

Chu Ming lowered his eyes slightly, then gave a wry smile: "Yes, Furuya-senpai, you startled me. I thought—"

"Why?"

"—You thought you were some kind of elite member of the organization? You rat!"

Chu Ming retorted in an instant, lunging forward in a flash, snatching the gun from Bourbon's hand, and grabbing his wrist with a backhand chop, attempting to take Bourbon down with a single blow.