Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

Xia Jueyong waved his hands repeatedly: "It wasn't me. Everyone was eating the same kind of hamburger, and the president even picked out the hamburger himself. If I had poisoned it, how would I know which hamburger the president would choose?"

Seeing that the clues had run dry, Inspector Megure slowly walked toward the next person: "Then it's probably because they poisoned the tools the president often uses. Mr. Imai, you're sitting in the seat next to the president, so wouldn't you have had a chance to poison the president's tools?"

Tetsuo Imai protested, "How could that be? The president was eating cookies while he was sitting down. If it were me, wouldn't the president have been poisoned while eating cookies?"

Stumped again, Inspector Megure turned his gaze to the last employee present.

"You were the top laner before the club president went to the toilet, so could you have tampered with the floor and poisoned the enemy while you were in the toilet?"

Goodness, the main point is that everyone is suspected, but everyone has a reason to deny it.

Seeing this, Chu Ming grabbed Conan from behind, who was still in a daze, and shook him violently, waking him up from his daze.

"Brother Chu... Brother Chu Ming?" Conan, holding his dizzy head, clung to Chu Ming's arm, looking pitiful.

"Go and use your skills to solve the case, and leave as soon as you're done. After all, this is Dr. Miyano's old house; what if someone from that organization decides to come and take a look..."

Chu Ming skillfully intimidated Conan and casually tossed him down.

Chapter 581 Bad Habits

Conan was thrown down by Chu Ming and fell flat on his backside unexpectedly.

He gave Chu Ming a resentful look, patted his behind and got up, picking up his fragmented worldview and temporarily stuffing it back into his mind, intending to solve the case first.

After carefully listening to the police questioning of the group, Conan began to look for his go-to police assistant, Takagi, and asked him to investigate whether there were any toxic residues along the route from the president's seat to the restroom.

While waiting for the police to arrive, Dr. Agasa kept a close watch on everyone, not letting anyone out of his sight. As a result, all the traces at the crime scene were kept intact. If any traces of poison were found, it might be possible to deduce where the poison came from.

A moment later, after reporting to Inspector Megure, Takagi secretly glanced at the report and showed it to Conan.

The only traces of toxin were found in the deceased's right trouser pocket and the hole in his belt, the fingertips of his left hand, and other areas he touched afterward.

Conan began to wander around the room when no one was looking, looking for any subtle clues.

While Conan was busy, Chu Ming wasn't idle either. Taking advantage of Conan's absence and the fact that Professor Agasa and Ai Haibara were focused on the case, he stood outside the window and looked out. He was no longer interested in the commotion here, since the magnetic field had already been drawn away.

But things outside the window are more likely to attract his attention.

He saw a Porsche 356a parked not far from the design institute.

It should be Gin.

Chu Ming felt that his target was also this small building, but he didn't have time to take action because of the police presence there.

Chu Ming stood openly by the window, staring intently at the car window, as if his gaze could penetrate the tint and see inside.

But even after staring at it for a long time, the people inside the car didn't make a sound, and Chu Ming didn't feel any gazes returning to him.

Was Gin dead in the car? He didn't even deserve a glance from that arrogant gaze? Was there no one in the car?

With a sense of doubt, Chu Ming took out his phone, pointed it at the car outside, and snapped a picture of it.

The sound of the camera was quite loud. Officer Takagi, who was standing nearby, thought Chu Ming had discovered some new clue when he heard the noise. Following his gaze, he saw the black vintage car and laughed: "I thought you were filming something. Those kinds of antique cars are indeed not common in Japan. The daily maintenance of this kind of car is probably not cheap."

Chu Ming nodded. Indeed, it seemed that Gin wore the same clothes all year round. He must have spent all his salary on that.

He just made a joke, saying that Officer Takagi wasn't as idle as Chu Ming, and then went back to work.

Conan, however, with his keen senses, automatically picked up on a word during Chu Ming and Takagi's conversation—"antique car."

Gin's image involuntarily appeared in his mind. Forgetting about the case, he rushed to the window and happened to see the Porsche.

“Gin…” His eyes burned, a surge of anger rushed to his head, and he turned to run out the door.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch the door that was so close.

"Brother Chu Ming, let me go! I finally managed to—" Conan turned around and looked at Chu Ming anxiously.

Chu Ming's face darkened, and he grabbed the man back, saying, "You finally found some clues, are you planning to plant a bug or a tracker? Have you had enough of living? Do you want the Doctor and Xiao Ai to die with you?"

Conan looked at the hand gripping his collar tightly and knew he couldn't break free. He also realized that if he couldn't persuade Chu Ming, he wouldn't be able to leave this room today.

"Brother Chu Ming, I'll be very careful. Besides, Gin has seen what I look like before. If he sees me when we go out, I can use the excuse that he saved us last time to start a conversation. I'll be very careful not to give myself away!"

Conan looked sincere, glancing outside every now and then, as if afraid the car would drive away without him noticing.

Chu Ming looked at Conan like this, but his hand still didn't loosen. Instead, his gaze became more serious, even revealing a hint of coldness. He didn't respond to Conan's words: "Do you know that bugging devices and tracking devices track based on signals? With enough technology, it's possible to trace the source of the signal receiver by tracking the signal."

He didn't give Conan a chance to speak, instead continuing on his own: "You understand what this means, right? It means that once they find the source of the bugging signal is you, your clumsy performance will be completely useless, and will only expose everyone. Right now, that organization doesn't know you exist, so all your actions are going smoothly. But once you go into the open, do you think that organization won't take action against you?"

"Professor Agasa, Ai Haibara, your parents, Ran's family, Sonoko's family, even Hattori and others you've crossed paths with—who do you think can escape?" Chu Ming's eyes were fixed on Conan. "He's a bloodthirsty, insane behemoth lurking in the shadows, capable of assassination, poisoning, and explosions—he'll stop at nothing. What extraordinary means do you have to defend against him?"

There's one more thing Chu Ming didn't say: all you have is the protagonist's halo that reaches the heavens.

Conan looked at Chu Ming, his lips moved a few times, but he couldn't say a word.

Chu Ming straightened up and looked down at Conan: "That's why we've been reminding you to be careful. You think you're lucky; many times you've been right under their noses, but they just haven't noticed you. But have you ever thought that they can ignore you many times, but if you're discovered just once, everyone will be finished?"

It was rare for him to speak so freely, and Chu Ming showed no intention of stopping: "Boys and Ai both listen to you. Even if they disagree sometimes, they will still go along with you. But every time you act, you rely on a surge of passion without any planning or way out... If that's really the case, you might as well not hide your identity and honestly confess to Ran. After all, if you continue to act recklessly like this, everyone will be able to find out your identity, except for Ran, who has been kept in the dark by you."

These words were like a heavy blow to Conan's head. His face showed a rare look of helplessness and confusion, like a stray dog ​​that had lost its way home.

Chu Ming released his grip on Conan's collar and said calmly, "That's all I'll say. If you still want to go, I won't stop you."

It's unlikely that anyone would ever tell Conan these things, since this is an anime with him as the main character and everyone's story revolves around him, so he would never realize how dangerous his actions are.

Seeing Conan deep in thought, Chu Ming didn't disturb him. After being scolded like this today, Conan should be able to rein in his bad habit of sticking listening devices everywhere, right?

Chapter 581 Beware of Granburch

Having probably learned his lesson, Conan continued to stare at the old car outside the window, but never mentioned going out again.

But seeing him so eagerly peering out the window, Chu Ming was afraid that Gin would notice his intense gaze, so he simply pulled him away and gestured for him to hurry up and solve the case.

Conan kept turning back to look at Gin; even the cases he usually enjoyed solving didn't seem so appealing in front of him.

Ai Haibara noticed that Conan wasn't as enthusiastic about finding clues as before, and walked over curiously: "Brother Chu Ming, what's wrong with Conan?"

"What else could it be? He got carried away as soon as he saw the organization, but I stopped him." Chu Ming continued to stare outside and said casually.

Ai Haibara's eyes widened: "The organization?"

Chu Ming looked down at Ai Haibara beside him and pointed to the Porsche outside: "Look, that's Gin's car."

When Ai Haibara heard Chu Ming say the name Gin, her breathing quickened, and she looked out the window with a hint of fear in her eyes. What came into view was that familiar car.

"No, this isn't Gin's car. Gin's license plate number isn't this..." After careful observation, Ai Haibara suddenly realized something. She tugged at Chu Ming's sleeve. "And I didn't smell the organization's scent either..."

"Not this one?" Chu Ming observed for a long time but still couldn't see anything wrong. However, he touched his chin, somewhat incredulous. "Impossible. The model and appearance are almost identical, and there's sunshade on the car to prevent being spied on. Logically, it should be Gin..."

It seems we still need to ask the person involved.

While Ai Haibara was deep in thought, Chu Ming sent the picture directly to the group chat, getting straight to the point.

【I am the BOSS's confidant (a major threat)】: "@Gin, Gin, come out and claim this car, is it yours?"

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[Top Sniper]: I think so. I feel it looks like it. I've only seen a few of these in Japan over the years.

[Drunk on strong liquor]: It's obviously not my brother's car. His license plate number isn't this, and I just took his car for maintenance today.

【White Elegance】: This car is nice. Where is it? Granburger, give me the address, I'll go talk to the owner.

[I am the BOSS's confidant (a major threat)]: It really isn't Gin's car? That's so strange. It looks exactly the same except for the license plate. I thought it was Gin's...

【I am the BOSS's confidant (major threat)】: @WhiteElegance, don't even think about it, this car is mine, hehe.

【White Elegance】: ? ? ? You don't like this kind of car, and these old-fashioned cars are for older people. You kids can drive something more flashy.

A smile appeared on Chu Ming's lips. Lafitte had no shame at all. Before, when he called him "Grandpa," he would chase after him for miles with a scalpel. Now he was starting to call himself an old man.

He typed away, engaging in a verbal battle with Lafitte. Lafitte was no match for him in terms of eloquence, and in the end, he could only resentfully go offline, ignoring Chu Ming's attempts to provoke him.

"Brother Chu Ming...?" Ai Haibara looked up at Chu Ming with curiosity, staring at his smile.

I don't know who Chu Ming was chatting with, but he seemed very happy, with a warm smile on his lips and his eyes filled with tenderness.

However, despite her curiosity, Ai Haibara would not try to pry into it. After all, if Chu Ming was willing to tell her, he would definitely do so, but if Chu Ming was unwilling, she would not want to get to the bottom of it.

“It’s definitely not Gin’s car. I just asked, and Vodka took Gin’s car in for maintenance today. It couldn’t be here.” Chu Ming glanced at the car outside, his gaze slightly darkening. “You hold Conan back, I’ll go out and take a look.”

Otherwise, wouldn't it be very embarrassing if Conan found out that Chu Ming had just scolded him and then ran away?

However, Chu Ming glanced at Ai Haibara somewhat subtly. Not bad, he hadn't noticed Gin's license plate number all day, but Ai Haibara had recognized it wasn't Gin's car at a glance…

Tsk tsk.

Chu Ming hurriedly walked out, and Ai Haibara watched his departing figure with a slight flicker in her eyes.

Chu Ming was just sending a message to someone in the organization...

But the fact that he was smiling so relaxedly meant that the other person was someone he subconsciously trusted a lot. Even Chu Ming himself probably didn't realize how gentle his smile had been just now...

She was just as relaxed in front of her sister back then, which is why Chu Ming had a very close confidant in the organization—someone who knew everything about Gin and Vodka's movements, indicating that he held a high position…

Combining these two factors, this person—could it be Granbury?

After all, Chu Ming never spoke ill of Granbury. He always said that he and Granbury were friends when they were on the outer perimeter, and that he took good care of him afterward. He even recommended Granbury to become a codename member and helped him a lot with missions...

But Chu Ming didn't know how wicked Granburg was. He might be even more cunning than Gin, and might even disguise himself as Chu Ming to do missions!

No, she had to remind Chu Ming to be very careful of Granbury!

On the other side, Chu Ming had no idea what Ai Haibara was thinking. He didn't try to hide anything and walked straight toward the car.

The car is very new, and it seems to have just been modified. There are no obvious signs of wear on the tires, indicating that it has only been driven for a short time. It should have just been modified and driven home from the repair shop.