Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

Chu Ming, carrying his bag, walked towards Amuro Tooru with a serious expression: "Officer Amuro, is there a problem?"

Amuro Tooru's lips twitched, and he shook his head: "No, it seems that this really is a coincidence. Mr. Hank had already left the hotel when the incident occurred."

Chu Ming returned the briefcase to Hank: "I'm sorry, Mr. Hank, for the trouble."

Hank breathed a sigh of relief, subconsciously glancing into his bag. Nothing was missing. He smiled and said, "Thank goodness it was a misunderstanding. You scared me to death..."

Chu Ming saw him to his car and saluted him, saying, "Thank you for your understanding."

Then I watched the taxi leave.

Gin came around from behind: "Got it?"

Chu Ming waved the file bag in his hand and said smugly, "Of course, with me in charge, there's definitely no problem."

[There's one more chapter to make up for yesterday's bonus update, I'll post it tonight~]

Chapter 188 Distant Fragrance Smells Bad (Bonus Chapter)

This was the idea that Chu Ming suddenly came up with last night.

After all, if guns were actually used, the sound of gunfire would attract the police, and the Mud Ginseng Association is deeply entrenched here. Once they discover the organization's whereabouts, they might take advantage of the situation, and whether the information can be obtained smoothly at that point would be another matter entirely.

Only a few codenamed members were sent out to carry out this mission. The peripheral members who were originally stationed in Qianyuan City could only engage in small-scale skirmishes. If a real battle broke out, there were too few of them who could fight.

That's why Chu Ming came up with this outrageous idea; it was all inspired by Conan!

He took advantage of Hank's long-term residence in the United States, his unfamiliarity with Japan, and his lack of knowledge about the police, and set this trap.

Chu Ming had his peripheral members stationed in Qianyuan City puncture the tires of all the taxis in the vicinity last night. Except for the one driven by Vodka, all the other cars are at the repair shop today.

He also arranged for Vermouth to pose as a passenger, so that Hank could get a ride without suspicion and be taken to a deserted suburb.

Meanwhile, Chu Ming and Amuro Tooru stole the police lights from the patrol car, put on the clothes they had stolen from the police station the night before, and successfully disguised themselves as police officers.

They were just waiting for Vodka to turn on the radio and broadcast the prepared report. Then Vermouth made a phone call, and the two of them drove straight to the scene, successfully taking the documents without arousing suspicion.

Sigh, this is just pure intellectual superiority.

A leader like Gin, who's always fighting and killing, isn't suitable.

After this incident, will the boss remember his previous suggestion and promote him?

Actually, he doesn't have to be the leader of the action group. He can be the overall leader, which means the overall leader of all the groups, including the action group, intelligence group, research group, logistics group, etc.!

Being ranked below the BOSS but above thousands isn't bad either—

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Not long after returning to the base, Vodka and Vermouth also returned. Vermouth said that Hank boarded the plane without any suspicion.

"What if he remembers the case later but can't find it?" Vermouth raised a loophole.

"I put something on his phone, he'll find it."

Chu Ming leaned back in his chair; he had made thorough preparations.

As he spoke, he quietly tore open the envelope and peeked inside, trying to see what confidential documents were inside.

Amuro Tooru watched Chu Ming try to peek, and then looked at Gin and Vermouth, who clearly saw it but did not stop him at all. His opinion of Granburch rose even higher.

Granburg was able to peek at things he couldn't even ask...

Seeing that Gin didn't stop him, Chu Ming decided he didn't want to look at the documents anymore and tossed them to Gin.

"I don't understand. Should I go back to Tokyo? The funds I brought back are in my older brother's office, and I haven't tidied them up yet."

Vermouth blinked: "That funding that's destined for you?"

Chu Ming nodded: "You're right!"

Gin took a satisfied drag on his cigarette and walked out first. Another 400 million in cash had come in. Ever since Granburg started robbing money for the organization, he hadn't had to worry about raising funds for a long time.

Amuro Tooru tore off his disguise and glanced at Chu Ming: "You like this face that much?"

Chu Ming touched the two layers of disguise on his face, feeling quite pleased with himself: "Of course, I like this face because it looks so youthful~ Oh my, I really look young like this. Next time I go on a mission, I'll have to choose a younger face for my disguise."

"..."

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Back in Tokyo, Amuro Tooru didn't go to the base with them; he still had several part-time jobs to do.

"I wonder how many days off the BOSS will give me this time~" Chu Ming rolled around on the sofa, full of anticipation.

Vodka panicked. He was doomed. Should he persuade his older brother to take him out on some missions to lay low for a while?

Vermouth had just sat down on the sofa and taken out her phone when she heard Chu Ming's words. She froze for a moment, then thought for a moment and stood up.

"I've been scouting locations near Shin-Ichimei recently, so I won't be returning to the base for a while."

Before Gin could reply, she hurriedly went out, and a moment later the sound of a car starting could be heard outside.

Chu Ming watched Vermouth leave without a word, then looked at Gin with a somewhat aggrieved expression: "I feel like I've been ostracized."

Vodka's lips twitched. Who would dare to ostracize you...?

Gin casually lit a cigarette and took out a stack of documents from beside him.

"What is this?" Chu Ming rolled over on the sofa, warily moving away from Gin.

Gin completely ignored Chu Ming's refusal and put the documents on the coffee table.

"Go do your mission, don't hang around in front of me."

"I'm going to complain to the boss! You're all ostracizing me!!" Chu Ming rolled off the sofa and onto the floor like a spoiled child.

Gin walked past him indifferently with vodka, not even glancing at him.

Chu Ming angrily got up, grabbed the documents, and walked out.

It must be because he's been staying at the stronghold for too long lately. They say distance makes the heart grow fonder, so it's time for him to go out and wander for a while.

This is the difference between his parents' attitudes on the first day of the holiday and on the Nth day of the holiday; he understands it all.

Chapter 189 Science? There's no such thing.

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"Is he really that stubborn? He survived being knocked unconscious three times by a vase? Those victims who died instantly should learn a lot from his experience in the afterlife."

Chu Ming sat in a hotel in Shizuoka, resting his chin on his hand as he listened to Conan recount this incredible case.

Gin dumped all the tasks on him, but he turned around and passed all the unimportant ones to Amuro Tooru, and then went to Shizuoka to play with Conan.

"Yeah, in the end, none of the three people were the murderer..." Conan sat in the chair, swinging his short legs.

"Where's Hattori? Wasn't he supposed to come and help solve the case?" Chu Ming looked around but didn't see him.

“He said the case was too unchallenging, and the problems were obvious at a glance. Plus, Ye kept urging him to go back, so he left yesterday morning.”

"So you called me here just to sit in the hotel and chat, right? Where's the uncle?"

Conan pointed to the hotel's reception area: "When the hotel manager heard that the uncle was the famous Kogoro Mouri, he was very enthusiastic in inviting us to dinner. We just finished eating, and the two of them are still having tea now."

Conan thought for a moment and added, "Oh right, Brother Chu Ming, we saw a temple when we went hiking during the day. Do you want to come with us tomorrow? There's a strange legend about the five-story pagoda there! But I heard that the temple is going to be demolished soon to build a theme park, so we might not be able to see it again."

"Tear it down? Why would they tear it down? I remember the temples in Shizuoka are all quite old, why would they suddenly want to tear them down?" Chu Ming was a little confused. Does Japan not have any concept of protecting cultural relics?

Conan took a sip of his drink and whispered, "The abbot of the temple said he was tricked into signing the contract. Now the temple belongs to the tourism company and will soon be demolished to build a theme park."

Scammed? Signed a contract? A strange legend?

This familiar aura, this magnetic field, is predetermined.

"Sure, shall we go tomorrow morning?"

Conan nodded: "Yes, let's go again tomorrow. Uncle said he's going to take us fishing at a remote fishing ground in Shizuoka. He said it's not easy for him to come to Shizuoka, and he hasn't received any requests recently, so he might as well have a good time."

Chu Ming immediately perked up: "Fishing? Although I don't know how to fish, I know how to spearfish! Let me show you my skills later."

Conan looked incredulous: "Okay, I wonder if I'll get to eat the fish you speared—"

Looking at Hideaki Oda, the president of ODA Tourism, who was having a heated conversation with Kogoro Mouri, Chu Ming already had a premonition of what he would look like when he turned into a magnetic field.

Suddenly, a burly, bald man pushed past the security guard at the door, rushed in, and stood next to Hideaki Oda.

"You can still sit here and drink tea so elegantly? Look at my father, who is not familiar with the ways of the world, you tricked him into signing the contract. Don't think you can get away with it!!" Chunhai clenched his fists, his face full of resentment.

"Oh, isn't this the successor of the abbot of Huan Kuai Temple? You've finished your work at the temple and now you have time to come and visit our hotel?"

……

First, he spoke harshly to his subordinates, then he provoked and mocked the temple's heir, and even flaunted his wealth to Kogoro Mouri... This is a death sentence!

Because of the unexpected turn of events, Chu Ming and Conan also went over there to listen to their conversation. Harumi had already stormed off in anger after hearing what Oda Hideaki said, and Kogoro Mouri was also somewhat puzzled.

"Mr. Oda, did you have a dispute with the people at the temple?"

Hideaki Oda waved his hand dismissively: "They've all misunderstood. It's obvious that my development of a theme park will also help their temple's incense offerings. I'll leave a gate for them in the theme park so that tourists passing by can also drop some incense at the temple. It's just that these monks are too old-fashioned!"

Conan suddenly spoke up: "But this morning the abbot said that if you mess around with the temple, you'll be punished, right? You heard that, didn't you, Ran-neechan?"