Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

For example, you can't directly ask him to help with a task, otherwise Bourbon will shirk his responsibilities and pass the buck.

You need to master the art of speaking, and tell him that the organization has important intelligence that has been stolen by the Ghost Mountain Society, and that he needs to retrieve it.

A slightly seductive tone will make even the most cunning undercover agent start to suspect themselves. Not only will they obediently complete their missions without uttering a single unnecessary word, but they'll also perform exceptionally well.

Then, who knows, the police might take down the Ghost Mountain Society while they're at it, which would also solve a small problem for the organization.

Kill two birds with one stone~

Chapter 87 The Detective's Methods

Just after Chu Ming successfully passed the task to Amuro Tooru, Conan came running back, looked at Chu Ming, and stammered.

"Brother Chu Ming, I have good news and bad news. Which do you want to hear first?"

"?" Chu Ming was completely bewildered. "Good news?"

"The good news is I know who the culprit is!"

Oh, that's not exactly good news...

"And what's the bad news?" Chu Ming asked, his interest waning.

"The bad news is your tire got punctured. We'll be staying here until the insurance company comes to tow it away..." Conan looked utterly dejected.

Huh? What kind of bad news is this? Chu Ming chuckled to himself, then earnestly comforted Conan.

"Don't worry, tell me who the murderer is?"

Conan was even more frustrated: "It was the butler. He also tried to kill Miss Fumiko. I told Miss Fumiko everything in your name. Later, Brother Chuming, you can go and explain the reasoning..."

"It's okay. Inspector Megure will be here soon. You can go and give a statement to him in my name. We can also hitch a ride back in his police car. It'll be so cool."

Conan looked at Chu Ming, who had such a childlike heart, speechless. "Are you trying to fool me like a child?"

It was late at night when Inspector Megure arrived at the scene. As usual, he glanced at Chu Ming with a complicated look and sighed silently. At this rate, he was not far from being promoted.

Chu Ming deliberately ignored that gaze. So what if he's the Grim Reaper? There's nothing shameful about taking the blame for someone else's mistakes. He really wished he had that kind of aura, a magnetic field wherever he went—

This is so beautiful!

I wonder if I'll catch this trait from hanging out with Conan for too long.

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After confirming that the bait had caught a fish, Chu Ming removed all the surveillance cameras around Da Shan's house. Now, Conan should be able to go clubbing without any problems.

So the two were escorted by Inspector Megure all the way to Professor Agasa's door. When they went in, they saw Professor Agasa sitting at the dining table rubbing his neck, while Ai Haibara calmly drank coffee.

"Chu Ming and Shinichi are here. Oh dear, this anesthetic injection is too strong. I don't know when they put it here. I accidentally pricked myself while reaching for something. No, no, the anesthesia lasts too long. We need to change it."

"Doctor, you should be careful too. If you had been more attentive, we might already be looking at intelligence reports..."

No, if he hadn't passed out, you would all be on Gin's elimination list by now.

Chu Ming had already given up on going with them. Conan was destined to return empty-handed. Rather than this fruitless journey, he preferred to go out with Gin to clean up the undercover agents, at least there would be magnetic field to mix with.

However, having delayed Conan for so long, and initially tricking Conan into getting into his car by saying he would take him there, he couldn't just say he wouldn't go now. Conan would definitely become suspicious. There was actually an advantage to him going along; he could see if Tetsuya Mikishi had left any traces of the organization, and he could clean them up as he pleased.

Chu Ming exchanged a glance with Ai Haibara, secretly gave her an OK sign, and then got into Professor Agasa's car to go to Beika Town with Conan and the others.

With the door locked and no key in sight, Conan instinctively began searching for a hole he could crawl through.

Seeing Conan's small figure groping along the wall, Chu Ming stopped Professor Agasa, who was about to search the other side.

Then, skillfully, he climbed over the wall and opened the door for the three elderly, weak, sick, and disabled people.

After tracing the wall, Conan returned to the door. Looking at the open door and the three people standing calmly to the side, Conan's face was full of complicated emotions.

"The door opened, but no one called out to me... They just watched me walk around in circles..."

"I thought you'd dropped something. What are you looking for?"

Conan couldn't bring himself to say it... Brother Chu Ming was definitely doing it on purpose; he was just watching him make a fool of himself!

Conan changed the subject: "Brother Chu Ming, how come you're so skilled? This isn't very polite..."

"Because practice makes perfect—oh no, there's a reason for it. Do you think there's any difference between crawling in through a dog hole and climbing over a wall? Both are illegal intrusion into a residence. At least it looks good on me this way~ It's cool to talk about~"

If you really get arrested, during the first interrogation, the question will be: how did you get into their house?

—I crawled in through the dog hole.

—I climbed over the wall to get in.

The second option seems much more sophisticated, doesn't it?

Conan was speechless. He felt that Chu Ming's statement was wrong. How could this be called illegal intrusion into a residence?

This is clearly a detective's unconventional investigative method, breaking through conventional norms in pursuit of the truth. (o ωo )?

Chapter 88 The script wasn't like this.

As soon as he entered, Conan's face turned serious: "Oh no, someone's been here!"

Chu Ming looked at the mess in the room, where things were scattered everywhere, and his lips twitched.

So this is a spy from the Ghost Mountain Society? You're here to secretly gather intelligence too? You're practically a burglar invading the country...

"Let's look for any clues left behind. It looks like a burglary. If it were the organization that persecuted you, they wouldn't be so... wild."

Conan nodded in agreement, took the gloves Chu Ming handed him, and began searching around.

On the other side, Amuro Tooru also stood anxiously behind the convenience store counter.

He has been deep in thought ever since he received the message from Granbury yesterday.

The organization's important intelligence was indeed very attractive to him, but he also knew that the organization did not fully trust him. When it came to truly important intelligence, it was usually not up to him to retrieve it. Was this another test from Granbury?

But during his brief encounter with Granburch last time, Amuro Tooru didn't detect any suspicion from him, and considering how Granburch dumped all the tasks on him last time... Could it be that this was originally a task for him, but he lazily passed it on to me...?

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Amuro Tooru lost all interest in going to work. He tentatively sent an email to the email address where he had received the message last time, asking tactfully if this was Chu Ming's own task and he wanted his help. He had not received any instructions from his direct superior, Rum. If this was the case, then he had his own things to do and probably wouldn't have time to do work for others.

When Chu Ming received the message, he was comforting the famous detective who had come up empty-handed.

After glancing through the message, Chu Ming rolled his eyes inwardly. What kind of sophisticated rhetoric was this, using the language of refusing to help to show that he had absolutely no interest in this information, while implying that Chu Ming would have to offer enough benefits if he wanted his help.

After all, organizations aren't really places where colleagues are harmonious and helpful; there are plenty of people who would kick someone when they're down. If someone clearly senses something is wrong and still readily helps others... nine times out of ten, they're an undercover agent.

Unfortunately, Chu Ming wasn't buying it. He'd already dealt with Conan, and now he had plenty of time. He couldn't contact Gin right now, but he could invite those two snipers he'd met at the sniper training ground to accompany him. That way, he could act as bait and infiltrate the Ghost Mountain Society's camp alone, while the two snipers secretly picked off the remaining enemies. All he had to do was absorb the magnetic field, absorb the magnetic field, absorb the magnetic field…

As for danger, with the system around, I'm completely safe. This way, I have enough magnetic field to upgrade my fighting skills, so what's there to fear from Gin? I'll just crush him and beat him up, getting all the beatings I suffered before. Then I'll rise above my humble beginnings, become the boss, and have Gin drive me around! (?＞?＜?)

"Brother Chu Ming, what are you looking at? Why are you laughing so lewdly..." Conan couldn't help but complain. He was halfway through comforting himself when he realized he was laughing like that over a news item. Could it be Brother Chu Ming's girlfriend?

Conan looked up with great regret. If he were just a little taller, he could see who Chu Ming was chatting with, instead of being filled with curiosity and restless anxiety.

He wanted to ask directly, but given Chu Ming's wicked sense of humor, he knew he wouldn't tell him. "Hmph, I'll find out someday," he thought.

Chu Ming looked down and met Conan's inquisitive eyes. He ignored them and pressed Conan's head down: "Since we haven't found it, it's probably been stolen. Let's keep an eye on the newspapers for any news about burglaries. Don't linger here. If that organization gets wind of it, they might come at any time."

Amuro Tooru waited a long time after sending the message without receiving a reply, and just as he was getting a little anxious, the message arrived.

"Let me see what conditions you're offering for me to help you~" Amuro Tooru excitedly opened the message, only to be doused with cold water.

"Never mind then, I'll go myself. — Granbury"

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Wait a minute, that's not how the script goes!

Shouldn't you be the one setting the conditions for me to help you? If you're so indifferent, why did you ask me to go in the first place?!

If Chu Ming were right in front of him, Amuro Tooru would have loved to reach out his hand and ask Chu Ming to reconsider.

He opened the reply in frustration, typed a few words, then deleted them, and put his phone back in his pocket.

Since he doesn't need to go with them, could he arrange for the police to lie in ambush nearby and arrest him later?

Amuro Tooru was somewhat tempted. Such a talent, whether to gather information or to capture him, recruit him, and then infiltrate him as a spy, would be a good option...

However, it must be a decisive strike, otherwise suspicion will easily fall on your own.

He immediately contacted his subordinate Kazama and began setting up an ambush.

The Ghost Mountain Society had been too high-profile lately, so the police were dispatched to wipe them out, but ended up arresting Granburg, who had gone to retrieve the documents...

Well, even the organization can't doubt themselves because of this reason.

Chapter 89 Catching a turtle in a urn

Cohen and Chianti, who were bored at the base when they received Chu Ming's call, readily agreed to go on a mission with him.

The three agreed to meet near the Ghost Mountain Society's stronghold. Because Chu Ming had shown them photos of himself in disguise, when Chianti saw Chu Ming arrive as Yusuke Matsutake, she merely muttered twice, "I don't understand you mystical people, why do you all like disguises..."

After putting on their headsets, Chianti and Cohen went to find a sniping spot, while Chu Ming hid to the side waiting for their signal.

"Alright, Cohen and I are in position. How do you want us to cover you?"

"I'll lure them out, and then I'll kill them all."

"Alright, Cohen, let's have a match!"

Chianti got excited when he heard how simple and straightforward it was.

"Ah."

The two men stared at the gate through their sniper scopes, only to be dumbfounded as Chu Ming, hiding in the alley, swiftly and decisively shot the guard at the gate dead with two shots, then took a bomb from his side and threw it directly into the open gate.