Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

"Ah—" Several children raised their flashlights and let out a piercing scream.

Chu Ming shone the flashlight on his face and mimicked Gin's sinister smile, scaring the children so much that they all hid behind Conan.

Conan was also startled, and when he saw Ming's face clearly, he couldn't help but complain.

"You're terrifying, Brother Chu Ming! What are you doing here?"

Chu Ming took out his flashlight and shone it around: "I saw you sneaking around through the dog hole at the street corner. I came in to scare you. What are you doing? Are you trespassing again?"

"No, we agreed to come on an adventure together." Mitsuhiko was pushed and shoved to the front by Genta, and could only answer Chu Ming's question with a forced smile.

"It's raining, and it's so late at night, why aren't they going home? Why are they exploring here?" Chu Ming sometimes really couldn't understand the thought processes of these kids, and their parents were truly carefree...

Chu Ming forcibly prepared to send a group of children home. As long as Conan wasn't around, he could kill the two people hiding in the basement and make this place a base for the organization.

"Brother Chu... Brother Chuming, I... I need to go to the toilet." Guangyan's face was flushed, and he was a little embarrassed.

Chu Ming nodded and casually asked, "Do you need Conan to come keep you company?"

"No need, I'm fine, I believe in science."

Chu Ming didn't pay any attention and led the other children to the entrance to wait for Guangyan to come out.

Suddenly, a child's piercing scream echoed throughout the entire house.

"No way, the plot can be triggered even without Conan?" Chu Ming sighed inwardly as he ran after Conan. He should have taken Mitsuhiko out to deal with it. Damn it.

As they ran, Conan shared his speculations with Chu Ming: "Brother Chu Ming, there must be a secret in this house. It's been five years since anyone lived here, yet it still has running water and electricity. We just passed an open window, and even though it rained so heavily a few days ago, there were no signs of wind or rain on the window. Someone must be living here!"

Conan suddenly slammed on the brakes: "Brother Chu Ming, you take the two of them and hide, I'm going to find Mitsuhiko!" He tried to leave, but Chu Ming grabbed him by the back of the collar.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You all go outside and wait for me. Leave this to me. Your presence here will only hinder my performance."

Conan thought it made sense. With Chu Ming's abilities, it wouldn't be a problem whoever was inside. So he dragged Ayumi and Genta to the entrance to eat snacks, and while doing so, he touched the watch with the tranquilizer dart hidden in his wrist, just in case the person inside escaped, he could help stop Chu Ming.

Chu Ming walked down the corridor and successfully touched the floor leading to the basement. After opening it, a long staircase appeared.

Chu Ming quietly went downstairs, and after opening the door, he was greeted by a prison. Tall iron bars were embedded in the wall, and behind the bars was only a bed. On the bed was a disheveled man who was sitting on the bed and roaring.

Footsteps came from outside the door. Chu Ming slipped behind the cabinet and entered. An old woman with long, flowing silver hair walked in and muttered to the man about her troubles. Hmm, silver hair?

Learning from his experience during the day, Chu Ming secretly took a picture of the old lady's back using the system's camera function. At first glance, it looked a bit like Gin in women's clothing—yay, now I have material for the protagonist's cross-dressing in my new novel!

Now that Conan knew there was someone inside, Chu Ming didn't intend to delay any longer. He rushed out and, before the old lady could speak, knocked her unconscious. The man in the cage saw that she had been knocked down by Chu Ming and began to shake the cage frantically with both hands.

Hurried footsteps approached, and Chu Ming looked up to see three little heads peeking in neatly from the doorway.

"...Didn't I tell you to wait at the door?"

Ayumi said, sounding a little aggrieved, "It was Genta who said he smelled something and wanted to come over! We couldn't stop him..."

Chu Ming glanced at Conan, who looked a little embarrassed. He was just a bit hungry and hadn't realized it while eating.

"Brother Chu Ming, I just saw a photo up there, look—" Conan handed over a photo frame.

In the photo, three people are standing together with happy smiles. The man who accidentally saw the photo became even more agitated. He covered his face and cried out in grief, tears streaming down his face.

Chu Ming sighed: "The person who died five years ago was your father, right? I just heard this old lady—your mother—say that she did all this for your bright future. So, the person who killed your father five years ago was you, wasn't it? Your mother chose to keep you locked up at home so you wouldn't go to jail... Even without a criminal record, do you really like this kind of behavior, this kind of imprisonment under the guise of 'thinking it's for your own good'?"

"I……"

"Turn yourself in. I've already called the police."

Akio Ogen slumped to his knees on the ground, utterly dejected. "Yes, I don't want to live this cowardly life anymore, where I dream of killing my own father every time I have a dream. I want to turn myself in..."

Before Inspector Megure arrived, Chu Ming found Mitsuhiko fast asleep under the stroller that Akio's mother had brought. He didn't wake up until Inspector Megure arrived.

Chu Ming relayed the information to Gin. After Akio Kogen surrendered, his mother rented a house near the police station and visited him whenever she had free time. This villa was her nightmare, and she intended to sell it. However, Chu Ming was unsure whether the organization still wanted this temporary stronghold that had lost its mysterious aura.

As Chu Ming had expected, the house was chosen because of its mysterious aura; generally, no one would go inside, making it easier for the organization to hide. So, after the house was featured in the newspaper, it was no longer considered as a potential target for the organization.

However, Gin was still very angry that he had to abandon the temporary base he had been choosing for so long because of this reason.

"Why make a scene? It would have been better to just kill them both." —Gin

"Four children were exploring inside, one of whom belonged to Kogoro Mouri's family. He found a clue, so there's no guarantee of a discreet kill. — Granburg"

Gin didn't pursue the matter any further, as if the matter was over—but that's not true at all!

Chu Ming looked at the 26 mission emails sent to him and felt like crying. His older brother was so petty!

Chapter 44 I bet you a bourbon, you're dead.

"Ugh, when will this ever end?!" Chu Ming groaned, slumped over the steering wheel.

To make it easier to go on missions, he disguised himself and rented a car, driving from Tokyo to Osaka, then from Osaka to Kanagawa, Nagasaki, Yamaguchi... Chu Ming didn't know how many times he had traveled back and forth in the past few days. He only slept an average of two hours a day for three consecutive days, and that's how he completed nine missions, since most of his time was spent on the road.

Chu Ming felt that if he continued to work so hard, he would eventually die of overwork on the job. He slumped in his chair and called Gin.

"beep--"

Gin probably wasn't too busy, as he answered the phone immediately.

Before Gin could speak, Chu Ming preemptively shouted, "Big brother!!!!! I'm going to die!!!!! I—" He was exhausted...

But Gin misunderstood: "What happened? Where are you now? I'll send someone to meet you. Were you ambushed? Vodka—"

"No, no, no, big brother, I mean, I'm exhausted—" Chu Ming said a little guiltyly. He didn't know Gin would react so strongly...

"Dududu-"

Looking at the phone that had been hung up, Chu Ming felt like crying but had no tears left, so he dialed again.

After the call connected, Chu Ming didn't continue complaining this time, afraid of being chased and killed by Gin when he got back: "Big brother, could you send an assistant? I have too many missions and I can't handle them all QAQ"

“My team is busy right now. We’ll be organizing some actions regarding key figures in the Japanese political world over the next month. I can’t spare anyone to help you with your side for the time being. You can ask Rum.”

"Huh, I'm from the Big Brother's group. Would Rum agree to send someone to help me?"

Rum and Gin seem to have never gotten along, but as the second-in-commands of the organization, Gin is the action-oriented one and Rum is the intelligence-oriented one. If these two generals, one skilled in action and the other skilled in intelligence, could get along harmoniously, the boss would be unable to eat or sleep properly.

Gin's words were rather meaningful: "If you were to ask him, maybe it would work. Of course, you can also ask the boss first if you'd like."

Huh? Chu Ming was a little confused, but Gin didn't seem inclined to explain and hung up the phone.

Chu Ming thought for a moment and carefully searched through his memories. It seemed that he and Rum didn't have much interaction.

The original owner's father and Rum seemed to be good friends. Chu Ming had met Rum when he was a child. However, every time he talked to Rum later, it seemed that Rum was holding a small hoe and trying to dig up Gin's corner.

Forget it, let's find the boss first.

"Boss, I've had too many missions lately and I can't handle them all by myself. Could you send someone from Rum's crew to assist me? — Granbury"

The members of the Black Organization seem to be avid internet surfers; they never have to wait long before the boss replies to their messages.

“Okay, I’ll have Rum contact you.”

A short while later, I received a call from an unknown number on my phone.

"Hello?"

“Granbury, if you need anyone next time, just come to me. Of course, if you’re willing to join the intelligence group, I can call over whoever my men you fancy.” Rum had long admired Chu Ming’s insightful abilities and wanted to poach him, but Gin wouldn’t let him go, and Chu Ming himself was unwilling to become an intelligence officer.

"No, the action team is more interesting. Uncle Rum, who are you planning to lend me? Just so you know, I don't want pure intelligence personnel. At least someone who's good at fighting, and preferably someone who can drive me around."

"How about Bourbon? He should be free recently. Where are you?"

"In Shizuoka, on the Izu coast, I saw the mission list my brother sent me. It seems that the 'Dark Night Baron' virus has appeared here. I'm here to confirm if it's true. If it is, I'll bring the disc back to the organization."

“Okay, Bourbon happens to be nearby. I’ll have him go over there. I’ll give you his email address later, and you can contact him again. But Granbury, I’ve helped you this time. When you get back to Tokyo, remember to look me up. I need you to interview a new member for me.”

"OK, no problem."

"Also, keep an eye on Bourbon for me. Use your insight to see through him. I need to confirm if he's one of those rats sent by the police."

"A rat? I'll be careful." Chu Ming frowned and pondered for a moment. It seemed that Amuro Tooru hadn't fully gained Rum's trust yet. Bourbon, I hope you—don't let me catch you red-handed, otherwise I'll have no choice but to…

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"Head to Izu to assist Granburg on his mission. Follow his orders. Time is money. Be quick, Bourbon. — Rum"

Amuro Tooru was energized when he received Rum's message. After being undercover for so long, he was finally going to meet a new member. Judging from Rum's tone, he seemed to know him very well, and he needed to obey his orders. Rum must be a core member of the organization.

Okay, let me see who you are!

Amuro Tooru happened to be working near Shizuoka, so he took a taxi there and sent an email to the email address Rum had given him.

"I've arrived at my destination and am standing at the hotel entrance. —Bourbon"

Chu Ming, disguised, was leisurely lying on the beach admiring the long legs of the young lady. When he learned that Amuro Tooru had arrived, his eyes lit up. "Finally, I've been waiting for you~ I'm so glad I didn't give up~" His driver finally arrived.

Chu Ming is currently using the same face he used when he was wearing a scarf and receiving 10 billion yuan. After all, creating a new face costs points, and even wealthy families can't afford to waste them like that. He's decided that this face will be used specifically for those shameful winery missions.

Amuro Tooru waited at the door for a while. A gentle and refined man walked slowly toward him, a soft smile on his face and tenderness in his eyes. Was this Granbury? He seemed vaguely familiar.

"Have you been waiting long? Come over here to check in, and we'll meet again tomorrow..."

"What? Only half was paid? Take another look!"

Chu Ming's eyes flickered slightly. What was Kogoro Mouri doing here? If he was here, then the Grim Reaper should be nearby too.

Sure enough, Conan walked in through the door, holding Ran's hand, his face beaming.

Without paying too much attention to Kogoro Mouri, Chu Ming helped Amuro Tooru check in. Just as they were about to go upstairs, Amuro Tooru casually asked a question.

"Granbury, you seemed to be paying close attention to that man just now. Do you know him?"

Chu Ming glanced at Amuro Tooru casually: "Do all you intelligence agents like to pry so much? Of course I know him. He's Detective Kogoro Mouri, and he's been quite famous lately. He could very well become a stumbling block to our investigation. I'm thinking about whether to take him out to prevent future trouble."