Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

Not here.

None here either.

Could it be that it has been dead for too long and has dissipated?

Chu Ming walked along the riverbank, remembering that the body had floated up from that side.

As you walk to the edge of the amusement park, there are rows of wire fences to prevent children from accidentally falling into the water.

"Brother Chu Ming, what brings you here?" Conan turned a corner and found Chu Ming standing in front of him.

Chu Ming finally retrieved the lost magnetic field. He pointed to the gap in the wire mesh, where watermarks extended from the gap all the way to this spot.

“There are signs that someone climbed up here. The actors were all wearing masks and costumes, so we couldn’t see his face at all. Maybe the deceased wasn’t the person performing today?”

"Yes, I have the same suspicion. It seems we're on the same page. But the problem now is that there's no evidence."

"Then I'll go see if Inspector Megure has made any progress. I just saw a lot of people recording with cameras. You're a kid, go and lie to him—go borrow one and see if there are any details."

Chu Ming decisively turned around and handed the troublesome matter over to Conan.

—I went to ride the roller coaster by myself.

Since we're already here, and Conan can solve cases anyway, I might as well play around with some of my own for a while.

Because of the murder, many tourists left, leaving Chu Ming as the only passenger on the roller coaster.

As he slid down, Chu Ming felt weightlessness. This was a roller coaster? It wasn't as fun as skydiving.

Wait, didn't Gin and Vodka do this before?

He might forget other parts of the anime, but the place where fate began is still very memorable.

That's outrageous! Gin took Vodka out without him!

Chu Ming got off the roller coaster indignantly. Damn it, it's so boring to ride it by myself.

"Brother Chu Ming? What are you doing here? Weren't you going to see Inspector Megure?"

Conan stared at Chu Ming intently: "No one sent me here just to ride the roller coaster, right? No way, no way?"

Chu Ming remained calm and composed: "I'm here to find clues, you wouldn't understand."

Before Conan could speak, Chu Ming preemptively asked, "You found evidence?"

"Yes, I also found this little kid as a witness." Conan shook the little kid's hand.

The chubby boy said with a determined look, "Yes, Conan said we have to catch the bad guys in Kamen Rider's place!"

Chu Ming looked at Conan teasingly: "Oh~ so chuunibyou (delusional)."

"Alright, let's go. Let's show this video to Inspector Megure."

Upon entering the room, Conan immediately knocked out Kogoro Mouri with a single needle, and Chu Ming couldn't stop him.

Detonating a rubber band at close range would definitely leave scars on the foot, so why does Conan go through the whole process?

Observe the clues → fall into deep thought → a sudden reminder → forcefully log into Kogoro Mouri's account to deduce the truth → the murderer makes excuses → produce evidence → the murderer confesses → reveal the motive.

If the plot requires it, Conan can even deliver a thought-provoking summary at the end...

outrageous.

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Chapter 152 Granburch, Have Some Mercy! (Bonus Chapter 4)

"Make the mouth smaller, and the nose more pointed."

"Yes, yes, the hair reaches the neck."

"Let the corners of your eyes droop a little more."

"That's her! She looks so much like her! I described her perfectly."

Chu Ming received a call from Gin, who said Vermouth was free recently and asked him to go back to the base and describe what the FBI agents he had seen looked like, so that Vermouth could draw them.

"Wow, sister, you're amazing! Your drawing skills are just as good as mine!"

Chu Ming held up a portrait that looked like a picture of Judy herself and shamelessly boasted about it.

Gin sneered: "Besides recognizing a person, what else can you tell from that drawing you made?"

Chu Ming said defiantly, "Big brother, don't look down on me. I can see a lot more than that. If you don't believe me, bring me the photos and I'll analyze them for you."

"Hmph, vodka, give it to him."

Vodka paused for a moment: "Uh, bro, the picture you sent me last time was automatically deleted by the system after I finished looking at it. I remember I printed one out for you..."

Gin remained unfazed: "Never mind if you can't find it."

"I can't find it! Did you secretly hide it and save it, brother? It's okay, I'll draw a portrait of you and sign it!"

Vermouth had never seen Chu Ming's paintings before, and upon hearing this, she feigned sadness: "Little Chu Ming, why didn't you draw one for your sister? Sister is so sad!"

Chu Ming waved his hand: "I have them all! Don't worry, Vodka, I'll draw one for you too!"

“Uh, I guess I won’t need it—” Vodka declined.

"Of course I'll take them all! Don't worry, I won't leave anyone out!"

Chu Ming rubbed his hands together and picked up the paintbrush and drawing paper that Vermouth had used.

"Don't worry, last time it was because I only had a black pen, so my drawing wasn't lifelike enough. This time—"

Gin stood up expressionlessly: "I'll have someone search for this FBI agent's whereabouts."

Chu Ming waved naturally: "Goodbye, big brother. Don't worry, big brother, I'm not one of those painters who are all talk and no action. Your image is engraved in my heart. Even if you're not here, I can still paint you well!"

Gin's slightly hurried steps stopped, and he calmly turned around: "We'll meet at the training ground later—"

'tear'

Chu Ming forcefully punctured the paper: "Big brother, I suddenly feel that my drawing skills need more practice, so I won't embarrass myself for now."

Gin lit a cigarette and left, satisfied.

Having said that, Vermouth understood what was going on.

She smiled and moved closer to Chu Ming, cupping his face in her hands.

"Then, can you practice your drawing properly before you finish yours, sister?"

Sensing the murderous intent in Vermouth's smile, Chu Ming blinked and obediently agreed.

Then his gaze fell on the vodka.

Vodka took two steps back and swallowed hard. "Uh, should I go see... see my brother?"

Having already lost two models in a row, would Chu Ming really let him off the hook?

In addition, Vermouth, who loves watching the drama, was there to help Chu Ming stop the vodka.

“That’s good. I think you can draw Vodka first, since he doesn’t have eyes, or rather, he doesn’t need to have eyes drawn.”

Chu Ming took the opportunity to step forward, put his arm around Vodka's shoulder, and pressed him into the chair.

"Hehehe, don't be afraid, it will be over soon."

Vodka sat motionless in the chair.

Chu Ming made a couple of strokes, not quite satisfied: "Vodka! Show some guts! Like, the kind of feeling that I, your big brother, am in charge today, you know!"

Vodka gave a stiff smile upon hearing this.

Chu Ming covered his eyes: "Stop it, stop it, stop that ghostly smile of yours. I'll give you a scenario, you can simulate it yourself."

"Think about it, today you and your brother went out on a mission and encountered an undercover agent." Vodka said with a serious expression.

"Then the undercover agent shot the boss!" Vodka's eyes widened.

"Just when it seemed that our boss was about to be beaten to a pulp by the undercover agent, you, Vodka, made a dazzling appearance, took out the undercover agent with a single shot, and rescued our boss!" Vodka couldn't help but reveal a smug smile.

"After returning to base, the BOSS praised you highly and temporarily handed over the position of team leader to you!"

Vodka was completely absorbed in the wonderful blueprint that Chu Ming had drawn for him, and couldn't help but take out a cigarette and reveal a smug smile.

"Good, perfect, keep it up!" Chu Ming wrote quickly.

Vermouth leaned against the window, looking at Gin's dark face at the door, and laughed so hard she could barely stand.

Chu Ming quickly finished his drawing and looked up to give Vermouth some advice, only to see Gin with a sinister look blocking the doorway.

Chu Ming's expression turned solemn. He immediately stood up and said in a loud voice, "Big Brother! I'm reporting that Vodka tried to usurp the throne, but I saw through his plan!"

Seeing that Gin remained silent, Chu Ming pressed on: "I only described a scene he dreamed of to him, and he was completely smitten. Before you came, he was even thinking of beating you down and becoming the leader of the action team!"

Vodka finally came to his senses and saw Gin standing outside with a menacing look, and he completely panicked.

"No, I didn't, I...I...Big brother, I..."

He glanced at Gin, who looked like he was about to use him as a sacrifice, then at Granbury with his righteous expression, and finally at Vermouth, who was watching the show with amusement.