Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

Another theory is that he fell from the plane and was seriously injured, and is still recovering.

Regardless of the speculation, Shuichi Akai is unlikely to appear anytime soon.

Vermouth didn't go back to the base with them. Gin dropped her off halfway there. Chu Ming was very curious about the fingerprints on the chewing gum, so he clung to Vodka and had Vodka half-help him and half-carry him into the lab.

The fingerprint detection results came out very quickly.

Gin sat coldly in his office outside the lab, leaning back in his chair and waiting for the results, while Chu Ming was laid out on the sofa by Vodka.

"What are you doing following me?" Gin looked up at Chu Ming, who was lying motionless on the sofa, and said in a low voice, "Are you worried that the fingerprints they find belong to that detective?"

“After all, they are my closest friends and family, my brothers and sisters—” Chu Ming adjusted his posture and turned his head to look at Gin, “—I won’t do it without payment.”

Gin, who had initially shown a hint of murderous intent because of Chu Ming's first sentence, paused after hearing the twist in the second half and seeing the suggestive look in Chu Ming's eyes: "How much do you want?"

Seeing that there was a chance, Chu Ming ignored his back pain and counted on his fingers. He estimated that the magnetic field between the two main characters and the supporting characters must have a million points.

If he had committed the suicide himself, he would have lost tens of millions of points, which would have warranted billions in compensation.

"Look, even if I asked for several billion dollars, you probably couldn't come up with that—" Chu Ming pondered for a moment, then his eyes lit up, "Why don't you suggest to the boss that he retire early to recuperate, and make room for me—ow—"

Before he could finish speaking, Gin kicked the sofa, flipping it over and landing on Chu Ming, which made his already injured back even worse.

Chu Ming was pinned under the sofa, like a little turtle carrying its shell, and he thrashed about in dissatisfaction.

If it's not going to work, then it's not going to work. Why did you suddenly take action?!

Don't expect him to make a move then!

Chapter 618 Shinichi Kudo's Fingerprints

Gin's kick on the sofa was quite loud. A researcher holding a report hesitated for a moment at the door, wondering what he, a mere researcher, should do when two core members were fighting inside the office.

Should we go in or not?

Chu Ming struggled for a while, but his waist was too weak to lift the sofa off his back. He could only draw out his words in a weak voice: "A-Fu, save me, A-Fu, I'm about to suffocate from being crushed—cough cough—A-Fu—"

Seeing that Chu Ming almost fainted, Vodka quickly went over to help him lift the sofa and pull him up again. Although he knew that Granbury never kept his mouth shut, he was genuinely frightened just now.

Openly clamoring for the BOSS to step down... It's fortunate that it's Granbury; if it were anyone else, Gin would probably have just pulled out his gun and shot them.

As he was being pulled up, Chu Ming happened to see the researcher holding documents at the door, and narrowed his eyes: "Are you just going to watch the show from the outside instead of coming in?"

The researcher, suddenly called upon, quickly explained, "No, no, I just noticed that both of you are quite busy..."

Gin didn't want to argue with him; his gaze fell on the documents in the man's hand: "Are the results out yet? Is it Kogoro Mouri's?"

The researcher shook his head: "No, we compared it with the fingerprint sample of Kogoro Mouri that was sent over, and it's not his."

Gin narrowed his eyes, surprised that he had misjudged the situation. He looked at Chu Ming beside him and said, "You take a look and see if you can find out who left the fingerprints."

Chu Ming leaned against Vodka and turned his head away angrily. Given Gin's attitude of kicking him every now and then, how could he expect him to help when something happened?

Feeling the chill from Gin's gaze, Vodka, caught between the two, couldn't take it anymore. He quietly tried to mediate, downplaying the seriousness of the situation and advising Chu Ming, "Why don't you investigate? Aren't you curious about who left that fingerprint? Since it wasn't Kogoro Mouri, someone must have tricked us to frame him."

Chu Ming glanced at Gin, sat down on the sofa, and said imperiously, "Gin, bring the laptop over there."

Vodka wanted to do it for him, but he was rooted to the spot by Chu Ming's fierce gaze. He scratched his head helplessly. It was terrible. Granburg and his older brother had a fight, and he was the one being glared at the most.

Gin didn't hold it against Chu Ming. He bent down and placed the laptop on the small coffee table in front of Chu Ming, then sat down next to him. Seeing that Chu Ming was uncomfortable bending forward, he pulled the laptop over and placed it on Chu Ming's lap, even helping to support it for him. He gave Chu Ming a rare reminder: "There are some things you shouldn't say casually. It's not good if they get back to the BOSS."

He thought Chu Ming was probably just talking nonsense, after all, he often talked nonsense, didn't he see that Chu Ming didn't react when he mentioned vodka? But it was fine if Chu Ming said such things in front of them, they knew that Chu Ming was just being naive, but what if someone with ulterior motives told the BOSS?

Chu Ming was importing his fingerprint into the computer and running a program to compare it when he heard this. He glanced at Gin in surprise: "It's not like I haven't told the boss before..."

"..."

I was worried about that kid for nothing.

The comparison progress bar on the computer quickly approached the end, and a green notification popped up. Chu Ming looked at the data generated based on the comparison results and turned the screen towards Gin.

"Shinichi Kudo?" Gin frowned, pondering who this person was.

"How is that possible!" Vodka, standing to the side, was somewhat shocked. "Wasn't he already dead?"

Seeing that Chu Ming and Gin were both looking up at him, Vodka looked surprised and uncertain. He looked at Gin and tried to confirm: "It's that Dorobiga Park that our team went to together, right? Do you remember, brother? The time we rode the roller coaster together, there was a murder. When we finished our mission and went to find Cohen and Chianti, they were still riding the Ferris wheel."

Before Gin could react, Chu Ming exploded: "You guys secretly went to the amusement park for a team-building activity without me?? You even planned to ride the roller coaster??? That's outrageous!!"

Vodka quickly explained, "You weren't a member of the codename team back then, it's not that we didn't want to include you."

Gin interrupted Vodka's explanation, narrowing his eyes: "What does that have to do with Shinichi Kudo?"

Vodka scratched his head helplessly: "It was that deal. Wasn't Shinichi Kudo following behind me? Did you spot him, brother? I wanted to shoot, but you said it wasn't convenient with the police around. In the end, you fed him an APTX4869. He was clearly confirmed dead, so how could there be his fingerprints on him?"

Gin has killed so many people that he often selectively forgets those he has killed. He pulled over the computer in front of Chu Ming, entered the password to access the intranet, found the death list of APTX4869, and sure enough, saw a death confirmation after Kudo Shinichi's name.

Scrolling down further, a name appeared in the "Confirmed Person" column—Shirley.

Gin's eyes darkened, and when he saw the name Sherry, his killing intent surged. He was always suspicious, and at this moment, he was filled with deep doubt.

The confirmation of Shinichi Kudo's death was made by Sherry. If she was already in cahoots with Shinichi at that time, it would be convenient for her to help him cover up the truth about his death, while that Shinichi would help her escape the organization.

Gin thought about it more and more and it made more sense. His face darkened, and he turned to ask Vodka, "What exactly is going on with that Shinichi Kudo?"

Vodka looked down and retrieved a file about Shinichi Kudo, which contained information about the cases he had been involved in and related information about him. When Gin got the file and saw the relationship between Shinichi Kudo and Kogoro Mouri's family, he couldn't help but sneer. He then ordered Vodka, "Go and investigate. See when Shinichi Kudo has appeared again. Since he's not dead, he must have left some clues."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "Keep an eye on Vermouth; she's getting a bit too worked up about this."

Gin clearly noticed that Vermouth was acting strangely.

Chu Ming was leaning straight back on the sofa. Seeing Gin instruct Vodka to investigate, he quietly said, "If you're talking about that high school detective, Shinichi Kudo, I've actually met him."

“It must have been during Teitan Middle School’s anniversary celebration. I was quite familiar with Kogoro Mouri and the others at the time, and they invited me to attend.” Seeing that Vodka and Gin’s eyes were focused on him, Chu Ming paused and continued, “There was a murder case at the time, which was solved by the actor who played the Prince Charming in the play. I heard that kid from the Mouri family call him ‘Shinichi-nii’ (older brother Shinichi), which should be the Shinichi Kudo you’re talking about.”

Chu Ming didn't reveal the whole truth. After all, if he said Conan was Shinichi Kudo, Gin probably wouldn't believe him for a while. So he simply told Gin the truth he had seen. As for what Gin would think, that was none of his business.

His main purpose was not to cover up for Conan, but to cover up for himself. After all, if Conan's identity was exposed later, Gin would definitely question him, asking why he hadn't discovered Conan's identity when he had such a close relationship with that kid.

Then he can confidently claim that he saw that kid and Shinichi Kudo appear together, and who would think of such an absurd scenario?

Chapter 619: The Enemy is Dark and We Are Bright

"Should we send someone to investigate Kogoro Mouri?" Vodka asked, just as he was about to turn away to arrange the investigation of Shinichi Kudo.

Gin pondered for a while: "Don't make a move yet. Send someone to keep an eye on them and see if he contacts that Shinichi Kudo recently."

Chu Ming listened from the side and, sensing that there was no more news, turned to leave.

Gin stopped him: "Since you don't want to take action, then the task of gathering information will be assigned to you. The organization will have an intelligence team investigating the surrounding area. You happen to have some connections with that detective, so you can try to find out information indirectly."

Chu Ming paused, but didn't refuse: "Okay, I'll go keep an eye on things."

I wonder if Conan will learn to be more restrained after this experience, even though this time it wasn't him who actively sought out the organization, but rather the organization's information that was crammed into his mind in an irresistible manner.

However, it was ultimately because he casually stuck transmitters and listening devices on people's doors, and because his listening devices were made specifically for him by the doctor, they were completely different from ordinary listening devices.

Gin had seen this kind of bugging device once and remembered it well; if it appeared again in the future, it would definitely be leaked.

By the time Chu Ming arrived at the Mouri Detective Agency to find Conan, it was already the next morning. Conan had been taking care of the injured Kogoro Mouri at the hospital for the past few days.

What happened last time really terrified him.

If he had been a single step slower, his uncle, who knew nothing of these things, would have died in front of him.

At this moment, Kogoro Mouri is having a lively conversation with Inspector Megure, who has come to investigate, about the crisis that occurred.

"In the blink of an eye, I caught a glimpse of a reflection from the building across the street and immediately realized something was wrong. I leaned out and yelled at the kid downstairs who only knew how to play soccer to hide, while simultaneously dodging a bullet aimed at my heart—"

At the climax, Kogoro Mouri couldn't help but wave his hands, but unexpectedly aggravated the injury on his shoulder, and his face instantly crumpled up.

"Dad, just say it, don't move your hand!" Xiaolan couldn't help but tear up when she saw her dad being so smug despite his injury. "It was so close! If you hadn't leaned out, the bullet would have hit your heart."

Inspector Megure, seeing that Kogoro Mouri was still in the mood to boast, knew that his injuries were not serious and couldn't help but interrupt him: "Did you see clearly who those people were?"

Kogoro Mouri scratched his head: "They were standing on top of that building over there, they couldn't see anything at all..."

"And Conan, did you see anything?" Inspector Megure's gaze fell on Conan.

Logically, Conan should know the most here, but he can't tell the police this information, so he can only try to find out indirectly: "I think I saw that group of people, they were all wearing black clothes, could that be some kind of characteristic of them—"

Kogoro Mouri's eyes narrowed slightly, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "Go away, what do you know, you're just a kid. People who do bad things always wear black clothes."

Conan was interrupted by Kogoro Mouri, and Inspector Megure didn't seem to care much about Conan's clue, since clothes couldn't possibly be a clue.

Seeing that he couldn't get any useful information, Inspector Megure didn't stay long. He only told Kogoro Mouri to take good care of his injuries and to be careful in the next few days to prevent the bandits from making a comeback.

Inspector Megure, who was about to leave, saw Chu Ming carrying some gifts at the door, quickly greeted him, and left.

Chu Ming arrived just as Inspector Megure began questioning him, but he didn't go in because he wanted to see what Conan would say.

Unexpectedly, he happened to see the subtle expression on Kogoro Mouri's face.

When Conan mentioned that everyone was wearing black, Conan didn't notice, but he could see it clearly from the doorway. The look of tension on Kogoro Mouri's face was obvious. He must have known something to interrupt Conan and change the subject.

Does Kogoro Mouri also know about the organization?

"Uncle Mori." Chu Ming said calmly, carrying the gifts as he entered the ward.

"Oh, it's Chu Ming. Look at you, you're here all of a sudden, but what did you bring?" Kogoro Mouri, helped up by Ran, looked at Chu Ming as he entered, and then changed the subject, "Did you bring me any wine?"

Before Chu Ming could say anything, Xiao Lan exploded: "Why are you drinking! You're injured!"

Kogoro Mouri glanced at his daughter, who was still beside him, and chuckled sheepishly, "I was just kidding, just kidding—"

"I didn't bring any wine because you were injured, but my friend has a bottle of Louis XIII that's supposedly over forty years old. I brought it to my house last time. I'll bring it to you when you're better."

Chu Ming didn't hesitate to use Gin's collection of liquor as a favor. After all, when he went to Gin's safe house last time, there was a lot of liquor hidden in his cellar, and he wouldn't have known if a few bottles were missing.