Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

The group turned around and looked over. Chu Ming's eyes lit up. Wow, the target had been delivered right to their doorstep!

Seeing Kogoro Mouri turn around, Ooyama exclaimed in realization, "It really is you, Detective Kogoro Mouri! I always listen intently to your famous mysteries on TV!"

Upon hearing someone praise him, Kogoro Mouri quickly shook off the hands of the others and began to compliment Ooyama on business matters.

Upon hearing that Kogoro Mouri and his group had lost the keys to their villa, Oyama warmly invited them to his house for a visit.

Sigh, you can't just invite a detective like Hades into your home. Who knows, Death might just be invited in too. It's like inviting a ghost into your house.

The tough-as-nails Kogoro started flattering as soon as he arrived at the door: "Wow, this villa is so luxurious! Its design is absolutely unique!" He took a few steps forward to the door and stroked the lion-shaped door ornament. "This lion-shaped door ornament is such a wonderful design!"

Da Shan, who was chatting with Chu Ming, turned around and looked at the door decoration: "Sigh, I originally wanted to use a horse, but I couldn't change it successfully."

A red car drove up in the distance, and a woman got out carrying a bag of groceries: "Teacher Dashan, you're so slow! Everyone's been waiting for you. Oh, who are these people?"

"These are some friends I know, and they're having dinner with us tonight."

"Great! We're having sukiyaki today, it'll be more fun with more people!"

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During the gathering, everyone chatted among themselves, and the conversation turned to Professor Oyama's recently published paper, which could be considered an academic masterpiece. Oyama accepted the praise without hesitation.

"Hahaha, I could write this kind of paper so easily, it's not difficult at all~"

Chu Ming noticed that Kaori Nakahara's eyes had changed, now carrying a hint of murderous intent.

Got it. It seems this professor probably plagiarized his student's paper and kept it for himself, and was eventually killed by the student? Detective Conan's plots are generally quite predictable; they always follow the same formula.

Why is there no magnetic field in Chapter 83?

After finishing the sukiyaki, just as Kaho Ezumi was taking out the warmed sake, Kaori Nakahara suddenly exclaimed, "Oh dear, I forgot to buy some side dishes to go with the sake..."

She stood up and put on her coat: "Then I'll just go to the convenience store at the foot of the mountain and buy something..."

After noting down what everyone wanted her to bring up, the group stood at the door and watched her drive down the mountain.

Professor Oyama suddenly asked, "What time is it now?"

"It's 8:58..."

Professor Dashan hurriedly ran back to his room, and Chu Ming and Xiao Lan looked at his back, which was fat but surprisingly agile when he ran.

"This is?"

"The professor went to watch TV. He's been watching that popular 9 PM drama series every night."

Chu Ming recalled the recently popular TV series, which should be the one he played for Conan while disguised on the beach in Izu.

To be fair, although it's quite melodramatic, it's really good, and he wanted to watch it too, but he couldn't very well go and watch it with this person destined to be killed by Death...

Seeing that Chu Ming and Xiao Lan also seemed interested, Jiang Jiaoguo smiled and pointed upstairs: "There's a TV upstairs too. If you feel a little embarrassed watching with the professor, you can go upstairs to the living room."

"But we have to go back later... If we have the administrator's phone number, we can ask him to bring the key over."

Ezumi Kaho pushed the three people in the entryway into the house and pointed to Kogoro Mouri, who was fast asleep with a flushed face next to the sofa.

"Your dad is so drunk, you probably won't be able to go home tonight. There are plenty of rooms here, so why don't you rest here for the night?"

It seems I have no choice but to stay here. Chu Ming originally wanted to go upstairs to watch TV, but Conan and Ran were both helping wash the dishes by the sink, and he felt that it would be too much to just go upstairs like this.

Chu Ming stopped going upstairs and took the two large bags of trash from Jiang Jiaoguo: "I'll take them out; it's quite windy outside."

Jiang Jiaoguo didn't insist. She smiled and handed the trash in her hand to Chu Ming, pointed out the direction of the trash can, and went to clean up the table herself.

The wind and snow outside gradually intensified. After throwing out the trash, Chu Ming returned and invited Xiao Lan upstairs to watch TV.

Conan sat cross-legged between the two, keeping a close watch on them, and was getting sleepy watching.

It's one thing for Xiaolan to like watching this, but why does Brother Chuming also love watching this kind of cheesy plot where you misunderstand me, I misunderstand you, and I like you but have something I can't say but won't?!

Seeing that Conan's eyes were vacant, Chu Ming patted his head and stuffed a peeled lollipop into his mouth: "Watching this kind of show occasionally can relax your mind. Watching detective and mystery shows all the time is too much of a brain drain."

He also handed Xiaolan a lollipop, and Chu Ming happily picked out an orange-flavored one and put it in his mouth.

They were all grabbed from the candy box downstairs. I was engrossed in watching a TV series and just randomly peeled off a milk-flavored one. Luckily, Conan was there to help me solve the problem.

Conan, sucking on a lollipop, settled quietly on the sofa and started watching the show as well.

An hour flew by. Chu Ming shook his head. This kind of plot, where the characters are lovers at first, then find out they are siblings, and then there's a twist at the end, is pretty good. I can write one. It's true that watching melodramatic romance dramas can easily inspire my writing.

The three of them came downstairs. In front of the coffee table in the living room, the people who had just gone out had returned, except for Professor Dashan.

"Huh, Professor Oyama hasn't come out yet? Didn't the TV series end?" Xiaolan asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Because the professor records the TV series every day, so he can watch the scenes he likes several times."

Chu Ming initially thought Professor Da Shan had already collected his lunchbox since everyone was there, but he couldn't sense any magnetic field. What was going on? Had the murderer had a change of heart?

No way, no way, I even helped Conan get upstairs, and you didn't do anything?

But Chu Ming secretly observed Nakahara Kaori, and in her eyes was clearly the joy of revenge.

What happened then? Was it because Ooyama was too incompetent and didn't even have a magnetic field? Or was it because Nakahara Kaori wasn't skilled enough and didn't manage to kill him? Oh well, if he really escaped, then he'll just have to finish him off.

Just guessing won't do any good; we need to find an excuse to go and see for ourselves.

"Conan, Conan..." Chu Ming nudged Conan twice, and seeing that everyone around was chatting and no one was paying attention to the two of them, he began to direct Conan to charge into battle.

"Brother Chu Ming?" Conan, who hadn't finished licking his lollipop yet, looked at Chu Ming with some confusion.

“Professor Dashan hasn’t come out yet. Don’t you feel a sense of familiarity? There have been many cases like this before, where people don’t come out, but actually they are being…” Chu Ming secretly made a hiccup gesture. “You’re a kid. You can make an excuse to go to the bathroom and check on him. If nothing’s wrong, Professor Dashan won’t hold a grudge against a kid. If something happens, don’t be impulsive. Call me loudly.”

Conan instantly became alert, nodded, and stood up.

Ran asked, puzzled, "Conan, what are you doing?"

"I need to use the restroom."

No one paid any attention, except for Kaori Nakahara, who had been trying to appear calm but was actually a little uneasy. She glanced back and saw that Conan was indeed heading towards the restroom before continuing their conversation.

"Brother Chu Ming!!!!!!!!!!" Conan's voice was so loud that it even drowned out the howling wind outside.

"what happened?"

"Is that Conan?"

"It seems to be in Professor Oyama's room..."

Chu Ming, who had been waiting for this moment, leaped up and ran towards Da Shan's room.

Chapter 84 was actually bait.

When Chu Ming rushed into the room, he saw Da Shan tied up in front of the table, a sharp knife stuck in his back, covered in blood, and struggling to breathe.

"Sister Xiaolan, call an ambulance quickly!"

Chu Ming glanced at the spot where the knife had stabbed him, then at Da Shan Jiang's condition, and knew that there was little chance of saving him. So he made room for him and called out to those behind him.

"You're all doctors, come quickly and help Professor Dashan take a look!"

Seeing that Professor Dashan was having difficulty breathing, the others rushed forward to provide first aid.

Although Oyama's skills weren't great, he was still a doctor. Knowing that he probably couldn't save her, he pointed directly at Nakahara Kaori.

"The murderer... the murderer is... is her..."

"professor!"

Chu Ming was satisfied with getting some magnetic field feedback, although it wasn't much. But he was grateful to Conan; he could complete a mission while out having fun and report back to Gin. Feeling good!

I'll have to be nicer to him next time. After all, even the best tools can break if you use them properly, so you need to take good care of them.

After the professor's death, everyone's attention turned to Kaori Nakahara.

Ever since Dashan pointed out that she was the murderer, she has been standing at the very back of the crowd.

Seeing everyone looking at her, she gave a bitter smile: "Aren't you all wondering why I killed the professor?"

"That's right, you and the professor are usually the closest, and the professor says he treats you like his own daughter!"

"Hmph, of course he treats me like his own daughter. After all, you can take whatever your daughter has to do. That paper he recently published about colorectal cancer was actually written by me! My father died of colorectal cancer, so I've been working on this problem for many years and finally made some progress. I consider him my closest relative, so I shared this with him. And what did he do? He actually took the paper for himself, published it himself, and told me that no one would believe that a student like me could write an article of this quality. Only he, as the professor, could maximize his profits by publishing it!"

Kaori Nakahara knelt on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably. She had considered this person as family for over a decade, only to be betrayed by her closest confidant.

"Kaori..." Everyone wanted to comfort her, but they didn't know what to say.

"Don't try to comfort me. I was planning to turn myself in anyway. Professor Oyama has been having close contact with high-ranking officials lately, and I heard he has some intelligence about some organization at home that he's going to hand over. But I don't regret killing him..."

No one paid attention to the last sentence, except for Chu Ming and Conan.

"Organizational intelligence? How come he didn't discover it when he sneaked in last time!" Chu Ming was quite annoyed.

Conan instantly got carried away, leaning in to ask something, but Chu Ming grabbed him: "What happened to not being impulsive?"

Conan scratched his head, chuckled twice, and squeezed next to Kaori Nakahara before the police arrived.

Okay, your biggest restraint is asking in a low-key manner.

"Sister, what kind of information is it?"

Kaori Nakahara glanced at Conan. Although he was a child, Conan's aura made her answer every question: "I don't know either. It was at the professor's house last time. He got drunk and said that he would enter politics in a while. He said that he had important information about an organization that the upper echelons needed most. He said he could use this to ensure a smooth political career for the rest of his life."

Chu Ming secretly rolled his eyes. The information that Gin didn't have in a hurry to deal with was definitely not that important. And he said the political path was smooth? Of course, except for Conan, who is a bug.

"What kind of organization is it? Do you know, sister?"

"I don't know about that..."