Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

Vermouth interrupted their pleasantries, glanced at her pocket watch, and urged, "It's getting late, we need to get there quickly, let's set off now. I hope you can resolve this once and for all, so I don't have a chance to show up."

Chianti leaned out of the car window and glanced at Gin's back seat: "Why is this woman here too? Who else is here?"

Chu Ming grinned and poked his head between the driver's and passenger's seats: "Me too~"

Kiel's gaze froze instantly: "Rye? You, how could you..."

Looking at Shuichi Akai's face dangling next to Gin's head, her first thought was—

When did Gin cut off Shuichi Akai's head and use it as decoration...?

[Just a quick update, the next one will probably be...the next one (#^.^#)]

Chapter 610 Flying Kiss

Seeing Gil's shocked expression, Chu Ming smiled, put his hands behind the passenger seat back, placed them on Gin's shoulders, cleared his throat, and said in Akai Shuichi's deep voice, "Long time no see, Gil."

Gil looked on incredulously, speechless for a long time. For the first time, suspicion appeared in his eyes as he looked at Gin: "How could Rye be here, Gin? You're not—"

Gin's forehead veins throbbed as he forcefully shoved Chu Ming back, pushing his forehead aside: "He's Granbury."

Granbury...

Kiel's eyes swept over Chu Ming. She had only heard of the name, but had never actually met him.

The organization's successor?

A glint flashed in her eyes, then she smiled politely: "Nice to meet you. I'm Gil. That gentleman really takes this operation seriously. Even Granbury is here? What a hidden gem! But why use Rye's face?"

"I wanted to come and watch the show myself, how could I miss out on something like this?" Chu Ming switched back to Granburg's voice, pointed to his face, and said, "I'll put on Rye's face and give Gin a little shock. Alright, let's go, let's get there soon, Gil still has to prepare."

Kiel never expected Chu Ming to give her such an answer, and was momentarily speechless.

Vermouth crossed her legs: "I didn't expect to choose such a place for sniping. It's truly a hunting ground."

Chu Ming and Vodka looked completely bewildered, simultaneously turning to Vermouth: "What does this mean?"

Vermouth sighed, "Vodka is one thing, but why are you so ignorant, Granburg? Why don't you spend some time studying history with Vodka?"

Chu Ming leaned back in his chair, somewhat disdainfully: "Tch, what's the point of studying that kind of altered stuff? — Alright, Afu, let's drive. Don't listen to Vermouth. Learning everything will only make you dumber."

Vermouth pondered for a moment and then understood what Chu Ming meant: "Why are you acting like an angry young man? I wasn't referring to Japanese history—never mind, forget I said anything... whatever makes you happy."

On the other side, Conan listened to the sounds coming from the bug, his pupils dilating in shock.

Chianti, Cohen, Rye—oh no, Granbury… plus Kiel, Vermouth, Gin, and Vodka, whom he already knew, this operation actually involved seven members of the organization?

He sat in the corner of the building, a bicycle lying on its side, sweating profusely as he sat on the ground, and the rain started falling again outside.

He had originally accepted a request from Rena Mizunashi along with his uncle, which is why he placed the bugging device at Rena Mizunashi's doorstep. However, he forgot to retrieve it before leaving, and the chewing gum with the bug stuck to it was stepped on by Rena Mizunashi.

It was because of this situation that he heard the keystrokes of Rena Mizunashi and the organization's boss exchanging emails, as well as her conversation with Gin. If the bugging device were discovered, they would definitely assume that it was planted by Kogoro Mouri, the famous detective. In that case, everyone would be in danger in order to silence them.

However, the people who could help him are not around right now, so he can only ride his bicycle frantically through the streets, barely managing to catch up with Rena Mizunashi's car by relying on reasoning and the guidance of the transmitter on his glasses.

Xiaolan just called him, but he brushed her off.

He now has to figure out a way to get the bugging device back.

Just as he was pondering this, he suddenly noticed that the transmitter's position had changed, indicating that Gin and the others were about to set off.

Previously, since the location wasn't too far, he could manage to ride a bicycle with his short legs. However, this time, with the location uncertain, it would be better to decipher the code and then take a taxi to the scene.

Conan wiped the sweat from his face, leaned against the wall, and began to ponder carefully what Mizunashi Rena meant by DJ and Eide P.

Is it truly a hunting ground? And is it also related to foreign history...?

*

Chu Ming sat in the car staring out the window, when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a small figure huddled in the corner of a building. Tsk tsk, soaked to the bone like a drowned rat, so pitiful!

Kiel was already driving off to meet up with the staff who were preparing for the interview, while Gin was on the phone making a final confirmation.

Chu Ming was picking at his fingers with his head down when he suddenly heard Gin's cold voice ask the person on the other end of the phone, "Since this morning, there has been a lot of static on your phone."

He looked up. There was a lot of static, which was probably caused by Conan's transmitter interfering with the noise. Unfortunately, Gin couldn't think of that for the moment.

Kiel offered some explanation, so Gin didn't delve into it further, only signaling Vodka to drive faster.

Chianti, pressing the accelerator to keep pace with Gin's car, said excitedly, "Cohen and I still need to find a suitable sniping spot, so we'll be going now~"

Vermouth mischievously called out to Chianti, knowing that Chianti still disliked her somewhat, so she deliberately winked playfully at her and blew her a kiss: "Chianti, good luck~"

啾咪

Chianti was clearly disgusted by her. His excitement subsided, and with a grim face, he slammed on the gas pedal. The car roared and shot forward.

Vodka drove towards Beihu Park. Along the way, everyone in the car was quiet. Chu Ming was a little unaccustomed to this atmosphere. He reached out and grabbed at the air in front of Vermouth, as if he had grasped something, and then pulled it back to his side.

Vermouth looked at him blankly: "What's wrong? Are there bugs?"

Chu Ming's face was serious, and his voice was elegant, as deep and mellow as a cello: "No, I'm helping you pick up the kiss that Chianti just threw away. How can a beauty's kiss be left to gather dust on the ground?"

"..."

"..."

"..."

A terrifying silence fell over the car. Vodka even held his breath, feeling that the atmosphere was very eerie.

Vermouth felt an urge to shoot Chu Ming in the head when he spoke such ambiguous words under the guise of Shuichi Akai.

After a long pause, Gin's voice came from the passenger seat: "Granbury."

"Hmm?" Chu Ming composed himself, thinking that Gin had something to tell him, and looked up.

"From now on, shut up. If you utter another word of this nonsense, I'll ask the boss for permission to seal your mouth during the next mission." Gin had reached his limit. What normal person would suddenly pull this stunt?

Chu Ming felt quite wronged. What happened? What happened? What happened?

Why do you do this to him!

He pursed his lips, a hint of resentment in his voice: "I want to say one last thing."

Gin hesitated for a moment, then said, "Speak."

Chu Ming stretched out his thumb and forefinger, pinching them together as if he were holding something, and reached forward. His hand moved so fast it was almost a blur as he lightly touched Gin's cheek with his fingertips, adding a sound effect: "Chirp."

"I understand. Big brother is so angry because I took sister's kiss. You're jealous, aren't you? Fine, I'll reluctantly give up my sister's kiss and give it to you. You'd better keep it safe~"

In a word.

Add oil to the fire.

Chu Ming's score on the panel skyrocketed as if there was a bug.

Emmm...

Oh no, I think I've really angered someone this time.

Chu Ming could almost feel the black flames that suddenly rose behind Gin.

Gin gritted his teeth, each word seeming to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "Gran, Bo, Qi".

Having successfully flirted with Gin and gained a large amount of points, Chu Ming was exceptionally well-behaved and had no time to be happy.

He blinked, manually zipped up his mouth, then scurried behind Vermouth, poking her arm with his finger and frantically tapping Morse code.

Help me, help me, help me.

Chapter 611 Fishing

Vermouth was at a loss. Although she really wanted to beat up Chu Ming, she definitely wouldn't do it in the car. After all, she was sitting in the back right now. What if Gin accidentally shot her?

"Gin, calm down. The mission is important. We're almost at Beika Park. Don't alert the target. We'll have plenty of time to beat up Granbury. There's no need to rush now."

Vermouth had never seen Gin so angry before, but she was also itching to tease him. After all, it was really fun to flirt with Gin. She couldn't help but flick her hair and rest her chin on her palm: "A flying kiss made you this angry? Am I not worthy?"

"Vermouth!" Gin swiftly drew his gun and pointed it at the back seat. "Both of you shut up, or I won't hesitate to take care of you here first."

Chu Ming hid behind Vermouth and slowly raised a small white flag from her shoulder, waving it to show Gin that he was sensible.

Vodka barely dared to breathe, and could only press the accelerator hard, hoping to reach their destination quickly so that the atmosphere inside the car wouldn't become so eerie.

Once Gin managed to calm down, he turned around, and Chu Ming and Vermouth exchanged a glance, both of them becoming obedient.

You can't be dishonest; if you say another word, Gin really will shoot.

By the time Vodka stopped the car, Chianti and Cohen had already taken their positions and set up their sniper rifles. The moment they saw Gin's car stop, Chianti's annoyed voice came through the earpiece: "Why isn't Kiel here yet? I'm so bored waiting."

Gin observed the surroundings and then warned them, "She'll be here soon. Don't go hunting innocent lambs out of boredom, and the same goes for Cohen."

The brooch on Kiel's clothes was actually a miniature surveillance device. At that moment, Gin was watching the screen while trying to calm Chianti down.

Chu Ming was currently hacking into the surrounding surveillance cameras using his computer. Gin had forcibly muted him, so he couldn't speak. He could only secretly type a line on his computer to show Vermouth: "Look at Gin, doesn't he look like a chat partner?"

Bebelmod suppressed a laugh, her eyes crinkling into crescents, and then gestured for Chu Ming to focus on his work and stop making any trouble, lest he really provoke Gin.

Actually, Gin is quite patient with his own people, but he can't stand Chu Ming, this troublemaker, who's always causing trouble.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Vermouth glanced out the window and saw a little boy jumping out of a taxi and running into the park.

Is it Conan?

What's going on? How did he get here?

Vermouth's first thought was, "Could it be that Granburg led them here?"