Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

"Is he...is he infected?" Sonoko asked tremulously, looking at Takamichi Fujioka lying on the ground as if he were a huge lump of pathogens. "Ran, quickly disinfect your hands! Safety first!"

Just as everyone was in a state of panic, a waiter also collapsed, and red rashes appeared on his hands.

Conan remembered that the waiter had sneezed on Genta earlier, which startled him so much that his pupils shrank. He turned around, told Chu Ming, and went to find Genta and the others who had gone out to explore.

Watching Conan's departing figure, Chu Ming took out his phone and glanced at it. Gin and the others had already set off, and he estimated that they would arrive shortly after the Red Siamese Cat arrived.

Sure enough, it wasn't long before Chu Ming clearly heard a flurry of footsteps outside. Then, as the door was kicked open, several men in black carrying guns rushed in.

Officer Nakamori reacted quickly, being the first to stand up and lead the police to block the crowd: "Who are you people?"

The leader of the red Siamese cats raised his gun, pointing it at the crowd: "Well, have you found the ampoules yet?"

"Are you the Red Siamese Cats?" Officer Nakamori's face was grim. He wanted to say something, but was interrupted by the leader's gunshot.

The leader pointed at Junpei Ishimoto, a cameraman from Nichiri TV, whose camera had just been fired: "I told you to behave yourselves, or the next shot will be pointed at your heads."

After saying that, he turned the gun around and pointed it at Suzuki Jirokichi again: "Immediately use the loudspeaker to call everyone to the restaurant."

Jirokichi Suzuki had no choice but to comply.

After everyone gradually entered, they were all taken over by the red Siamese cat.

The leader gestured to his men to collect everyone's phones from the bags. Chu Ming looked at the robbers who were extending their bags to him, then at Ai Haibara, who was pretending to be cute and hiding behind the professor. He then turned his bags out to show them: "I'm still a student, I didn't bring my phone."

The kidnapper looked suspiciously at Chu Ming's unusually youthful face, and then glanced at Chu Ming's empty pockets, which didn't seem like he had a cell phone at all, before turning and leaving.

After the hijackers had gone some distance, Chu Ming saw Ai Haibara take out her Detective Boys badge and connect it with Conan. At the same time, Inspector Nakamori began to question the hijackers about their purpose in hijacking the plane.

However, the hijacker did not say it explicitly, only that he had a deep-seated hatred for the Suzuki Group, and asked Officer Nakamori to contact the police, indicating that the airship could only continue flying towards Osaka and could not turn around.

Immediately afterwards, he pulled out an ampoule that was exactly the same as the one under the sofa in the smoking room. It was filled with a green liquid and was bubbling with tiny bubbles.

The leader brandished the ampoule in his hand, his tone arrogant: "Don't even think about trying to subdue us. We just planted bombs on the airship and are carrying vials containing the virus. If you try to attack us, I'll smash the vials and detonate the bombs at the same time! At worst, all of Japan will perish with us! Hahahaha!"

Just as he was smugly shaking the bottle, a commotion suddenly broke out outside. Ai Haibara's pupils dilated sharply, she grabbed the doctor's sleeve, her legs went weak, and she sat down on the ground, gasping for breath like a stranded fish, her face turning pale.

The doctor grabbed her arm: "Ai, what's wrong!"

Ai Haibara's gaze passed over the Doctor's shoulder and landed on Chu Ming, her expression somewhat anxious: "I feel—"

Before the words were even finished, the door, which had just been kicked, flew in with a bang and crashed onto the floor with a loud noise.

At the same time, a bullet, as if it had eyes, shot straight into the ampoule in the leader's hand. With the soft sound of the ampoule shattering, everyone's hearts seemed to shatter along with it.

"don't want--"

On the contrary, the leader, whose hands were covered in the virus from the bottle, did not panic. He angrily threw the bottle on the ground, pulled out a gun, and pointed it at the few people who slowly walked in through the door.

Everyone's hearts tightened, and they all looked towards the door.

As everyone's attention focused on him, the first person to appear at the door was a middle-aged man with a face full of scars and a fierce look in his eyes. It was no exaggeration to say that his face was covered in scars; it could be said that apart from his eyes, nose, and mouth, all that remained on his face were scars.

Sonoko gasped softly and snuggled even closer to Ran.

Chapter 540 Stop Making Small Moves

Xiao Lan turned to the side, blocking the garden even more tightly. Everyone covered their mouths and noses in unison, their eyes fixed on the figure that had just entered through the door, wanting to see if this ruthless person who had just shattered the virus was out of their mind.

Following Scarface were five other people, each with scars on their faces, some more, some less.

As the group of people entered, Chu Ming clearly heard Inspector Nakamori mutter, "Do these guys choose their leader based on the number of scars they have...?"

Of course it is! Chu Ming arranged these arrangements one by one according to their rankings.

Chu Ming tried very hard to suppress his laughter, his face contorted in pain, but he managed to swallow his laughter.

"Who are you people?" The leader of the red Siamese cats gripped his gun tightly and tried to call his men on his pager, but the communication was silent and there was no response at all.

"A red Siamese cat?" Gin spoke, his voice hoarse and unpleasant, as if it had been sanded. "What's the point of a fake virus? Why don't you try the real one I have?"

Vermouth, who was behind him, cooperated by taking out a similar ampoule from her side and waving it in front of everyone.

The others didn't seem to feel anything yet, but the leader of the red Siamese cats was sweating bullets.

When he led his men to destroy that microbiology research institute before, he had seen those viruses and bacteria collected in bottles, which were exactly the same as the ones that the scarred man was holding now.

He dared to use the ampoule in his hand to threaten others because he knew it was a fake, meant to scare people.

Now that he saw it in person, he recalled all the symptoms of the virus that the experts had described on television, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

Where did this fierce-looking man in front of me get the virus from?

Didn't they destroy all the viruses in the research institute's warehouse? How could there still be remnants?

The leader's expression shifted constantly, his face turning extremely grim. He looked warily at the virus in Gin's hand, still unable to recall how to resolve the conflict. He asked in a low voice, "Who are you people? Are you also after the Suzuki Group's jewels? In that case, we could actually cooperate for mutual benefit. We're here to seek revenge on the Suzuki Group, so there shouldn't be any conflict with you, right?"

“We are indeed interested in gems,” Vermouth chuckled dismissively, “but who do you think you are, to presume to discuss cooperation with us?”

"Why waste words with them? Can't we just fight?" Chianti clicked the chambered bullet, his tone harsh, his murderous intent barely concealed in his eyes.

Seeing the arrogance of the other side, the leader's face darkened, and he quickly reached for the gun at his waist. However, before he could touch his gun, a bullet struck his wrist. He clutched his pierced wrist, and blood dripped slowly from between his fingers.

Before he could react, two more gunshots rang out. He felt a sharp pain in his knee, lost his balance, and fell to the ground, clutching his wound and screaming in agony.

As Gin made his move, Vermouth, Vodka, and the others also drew their guns and subdued all the members behind Red Siamese Cat. After putting their guns away, Gin glanced at the group of people watching them warily. His gaze lingered almost imperceptibly on Chu Ming, probably because he was taken aback by Chu Ming's feigned fear. He then looked away, not wanting to be bothered.

Seeing that the negotiators had changed in an instant, Suzuki Jirokichi, as expected of someone who was in charge of big things, quickly calmed down and asked Gin, who was clearly the leader, "So, are you after money? If it's money, then don't harm the passengers on my airship. As long as it's not excessive, my Suzuki Group can satisfy you."

Vodka glanced at him dismissively, his voice rough and clearly not a voice changer: "Heh, old man, don't overthink it. We're here to chase these cats. As for you, if you behave, we won't bother you. But if you don't, hmph, all of you here—"

Chu Ming rarely saw him so arrogant, and upon hearing this, he couldn't help but glance at him a few more times. Vodka quickly noticed these glances, and his words were still somewhat veiled: "The people here are all doing well so far—I hope they keep it up, otherwise my bullets won't have eyes."

After uttering those harsh words, Vodka, barely maintaining his upright posture, turned and walked behind Gin, attempting to use Gin's body to block his burly frame.

Big brother, save me!

Chu Ming didn't notice Vodka's survival instinct. His gaze was fixed on Ai Haibara, who was cowering behind the doctor and trembling. Everyone assumed she was frightened by Gin's sudden shooting and didn't suspect anything. They simply shielded her behind them in a tacit manner.

Ai Haibara was somewhat dazed in the thick alcohol in the air. She had secretly seen him before, but if he were in the organization, she would definitely not forget such a distinctive face. However, she just couldn't remember him. While everyone's attention was focused on Gin and the others, Ai Haibara tugged at Chu Ming's sleeve and asked him in a low voice.

"They are—have you met them?" she asked cryptically, but Chu Ming understood.

Chu Ming shook his head: "No, I've never seen it before."

Ai Haibara pursed her lips, unsure: "I just heard that man's voice sound a bit like vodka. Do you think it's possible he is—"

Chu Ming was somewhat surprised by her keen observation: "It does look a bit like it. There was some news that there was a big mission coming up soon, it might be this..."

Immediately afterward, Chu Ming said with a look of regret, "It's all my fault. I didn't take this seriously enough. If I had known they were going to board the airship, I wouldn't have let you and Conan come..."

"How can you blame yourself..." Ai Haibara was terrified, but she still managed to spare some of her attention to comfort him. "By the way, if it really is them, then I'll tell Edogawa and the others not to come back yet..."

She took out her badge from her pocket and cautiously prepared to contact Conan from behind the professor.

Just then, Nishitani Kasumi, a reporter from Nichimi TV, saw her actions. Looking at the leader who had been shot down, she thought of Fujioka Takamichi, who had planned everything and pretended to be infected. Her eyes flickered. She had to stir up trouble so that she could take advantage of the chaos to inform Fujioka that things had changed.

So she suddenly turned to the photographer, Ishimoto, beside her and asked abruptly, "I remember there were several other children before? Where did they go?"

Seeing Gin's gaze fall upon her, she was extremely smug and continued to raise her voice, saying to Ishimoto beside her, "They were just here a moment ago, and it seems that the little boy with glasses ran out to look for them... Oh dear, little sister, what are you holding in your hand—"

She pretended to have just realized what was happening and covered her mouth, a hint of guilt flashing across her face, but Chu Ming could clearly see the wickedness and smugness in her eyes.

The doctor reached out and tightly shielded Ai Haibara behind him, while Ran and Sonoko stood guard in front. Chu Ming felt that it would be heartless for him not to move at this moment, so he could only stand in front as well.

Gin looked at Chu Ming, who had a righteous expression and seemed to be radiating the light of justice, and raised his hand to fire a shot.

A gunshot rang out, startling everyone. Xiaolan and Yuanzi nervously checked Chu Ming for any wounds, but he pushed them away with a bit of force, saying, "I'm fine, I wasn't hit."

Chu Ming glanced to the side. Gin's shot had hit Nishiya Kasumi, who had spoken earlier. She was now completely unsteady on her feet, as Gin's bullet had pierced her wrist bone. With a thud, the pistol fell to the ground. Gin's tone was icy: "I told you, stop with the dirty tricks."

After speaking, she slowly stepped forward, refraining from making a move out of respect for Chu Ming. She stopped directly in front of everyone, her gaze seemingly piercing through them all as she fixed on Ai Haibara: "Bring the things over."

Ai Haibara was facing Gin's threat directly, and she was only able to stand up because she was holding onto the doctor's clothes. Her face was pale, and she stared blankly through the gaps in the crowd at Gin's scarred face. Her fingers were trembling so much that she could barely hold the badge.

Chapter 541 Absolutely impossible

Looking at the scarred face before her, Ai Haibara, who already recognized Vodka's voice, became even more frightened.

That's vodka over there, so who is this in front of us? Do we even need to say?

Gin already suspected her identity last time. If it weren't for Chu Ming's help, she would have been discovered long ago. Now, we absolutely cannot let Gin see her face!

She hid behind the crowd, trembling with fear. Her mind was a complete mess, and she had no idea what to do.

Chu Ming glanced at Gin, and where Gin wasn't looking, he turned slightly to Ai Haibara and silently mouthed a gesture.

Ai Haibara stared in astonishment, and with a "nothing to lose" attitude, followed Chu Ming's instructions—

—She started wailing.

The sound was so loud that even Professor Agasa, who was standing in front of her, was startled.

"..." Gin's ears were ringing from the sound. After Ai Haibara was tested by Potter last time, his suspicious nature still left him with a slight doubt. In addition, when he came in, he felt that Ai Haibara's profile looked familiar. However, after hearing this deafening wail, he finally threw away the last bit of doubt.

Could this be Sherry?

It is absolutely impossible.

Seeing that Gin was somewhat irritated by the crying, he rubbed the gun in his hand for a long time without reacting.

Chu Ming waited for a long time, but didn't hear anything more from him. He could only quickly step back a few steps, hug Haibara Ai in his arms, and pat her back comfortingly, like he was coaxing a child: "Okay, stop crying. Let's not play with that little toy anymore. How about we give it to the uncle who looks the fiercest?"

After saying that, she took the detective badge from Ai Haibara, then stood up and handed it to Gin, her tone neither humble nor arrogant, fearless and righteous: "Sir, this is just a child's toy. She is young and doesn't understand the situation. Please don't frighten the child anymore."

Looking at Chu Ming, who was standing with his back to everyone, shielding them behind him and appearing exceptionally righteous, and then at his facial expression that didn't match his words at all, the members of the organization twitched at the corners of their mouths.

Relying on the fact that no one except the organization members could see his expression, Chu Ming frantically winked at the group, giving them a look that said, "Help me keep up this act." Gin couldn't hold back and fired a shot at Chu Ming: "Trying to be a hero?"