Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

Seeing the incredulous expression on Amuro Tooru's face, Chu Ming understood, because he had the same expression when he saw the information.

Everyone else is fine, but he's injured and hospitalized. Now those members of the Fierce Tiger Gang are planning to kill him to silence him. No wonder he's a member of the Lucky E team.

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Chapter 109 Next time, let's use Gin's face to crossdress.

"So what do we need to do? Rescue him?" Amuro Tooru glanced at the mission briefing; there was no mission objective listed.

"Oh, this guy didn't say either, probably leaving it to me to handle. I don't think saving him is of any use, since the police have already taken notice of him. Let's just kill those guys from the Fierce Tiger Gang while we're at it, and we can inherit some of the loot they stole. Tsk tsk, there's even a police undercover agent in there, though he's just a beat cop. But the Fierce Tiger Gang's been doing pretty well lately."

"An undercover agent?" Amuro Tooru's eyes flickered slightly. Could there really be such a scoundrel in the police force?

Seeing Amuro Tooru's expression, Chu Ming couldn't help but tease him: "Yeah, but when it comes to police undercover agents, you have to look at the organization. The organization has undercover agents in the political, public security, and Metropolitan Police Departments. Otherwise, how do you think the organization gets so much information? Scotland, who used to be on good terms with you, was only confirmed because our undercover agent found his information in the Metropolitan Police Department."

Amuro Tooru's expression was flawless, and he seemed quite interested: "Really? You're just telling me this is okay?"

Chu Ming stared at him with a half-smile: "It's alright, it's not important news."

"Oh? Is that so?" Amuro Tooru retorted defiantly, staring at Chu Ming with a provocative look. "You're testing me, aren't you? But it doesn't matter, test me however you want. But once the organization confirms my loyalty, I hope you can handle my return gift."

Chu Ming nonchalantly looked away: "You intelligence guys are all full of twists and turns in your heads, and you talk insincerely. Unlike me, our action team doesn't have so many crooked thoughts, we're straightforward."

Amuro Tooru was almost amused by Chu Ming's classic green tea rhetoric. "You still don't have a twisted mind? Then who was it that was testing me and trying to trick me?" This dig at me was absolutely brilliant...

He rolled his eyes, finally understanding why Gin had left in such a hurry. Could it be that Granburch had annoyed him and driven him away? He felt that his future life was going to be exceptionally colorful.

"What are you...doing?"

Under Amuro Tooru's shocked gaze, Chu Ming grabbed Gin's trench coat draped over the back of the chair and disguised himself as Gin.

When he teased Conan with the Kudo couple last time, he learned a lot from Yukiko Kudo, which made his disguise as Gin go exceptionally smoothly.

Chu Ming pulled out a small mirror from somewhere and started posing and preening in front of it.

"Oh, honored, aren't you? Partnering with me, I can give you a new experience every day. Today, let me show you the joy of partnering with Gin! For the next mission, I can use Vodka's face. How about it? These two faces are my favorites."

Amuro Tooru's lips twitched as he watched 'Gin' wink at the mirror, and he almost threw up his breakfast.

"Uh...why don't you turn around and take a look?" Amuro Tooru looked at the murderous-looking real Gin at the door, silently walked out, and thought that he didn't want Gin to splatter blood on him when he started killing. He decided to let them kill each other and went to the hall for a while. Before leaving, Amuro Tooru thoughtfully closed the door for them.

"Why turn back? Hehe, didn't you leave, brother...?"

Because Bourbon's mood fluctuated too much and the system kept beeping, he turned off the notification sound. Now, he didn't receive Gin's mood alert.

Chu Ming glanced at the window, then rushed forward, intending to smash the glass and escape. However, the organization's glass was of good quality, bulletproof, and instead of breaking the glass, he bounced back.

After feeling dizzy and disoriented for a while, I sat down on the ground with a thud.

Looking at his own face making such a foolish expression, Gin truly felt that not shooting Chu Ming dead earlier was the biggest mistake he had ever made.

Seeing that Gin was in a bad mood, Chu Ming tore off the disguise, revealing a large red bump on his forehead.

"Big brother! Wait! I have something to say!"

"We'll talk when you get out of the hospital," Gin said with a sinister grin, pulling out his gun.

"!!! Big brother, are you serious?" Chu Ming rolled over and hid under the table. Luckily, the table was also specially made and bulletproof.

Gin simply couldn't bring himself to lie on the ground and fire a gun under the table.

He stood there calming himself down. This was the next generation of the organization, the boss's chosen successor as the next leader of the action team. He could only beat him up, not kill him.

Gin tapped the table: "Come out."

"No, I have a headache and can't come out. I can only come out if my older brother promises not to hit me." A muffled voice came from under the table.

"If you don't come out soon, I'll have someone move the table away."

After a while, a bright red forehead appeared first.

The comical swelling made Chu Ming's handsome face look ridiculous. It was only because Amuro Tooru wasn't there that Chu Ming completely removed his disguise.

Gin grabbed Chu Ming's shoulder and pulled him out like a mushroom, pinning him to the ground. He then stuck the gun into the wound on Chu Ming's forehead.

"From now on, you are not allowed to disguise yourself as me!"

"Alright..." Seeing the murderous aura emanating from Gin, Chu Ming was forced to agree.

My head hurts so much. This guy went too far. He didn't use his face to do anything bad.

Hmph, I'll just use Gin's face to dress up as a woman from now on~

Chapter 110 The Black Pot Flying Head-On

After changing his disguise, Chu Ming followed Gin out the door, looking dejected.

Amuro Tooru stood in the hall waiting to hear the news of Granburg's death, only to see that, apart from his disguise being removed, he had emerged from the room unharmed, with no additional holes in his body. He looked at Gin in disbelief.

What's wrong? Did the sun rise in the west? Or did Gin lose his grip on the gun? How come they're still alive?

"How come you're not dead?" Amuro Tooru stared at Chu Ming with malice.

Chu Ming was shocked: "In weather of forty degrees Celsius and a body temperature of thirty-six degrees Celsius, what made you say words that were minus forty degrees Celsius! It's heartbreaking to hear such cold words coming from your mouth!"

"..."

"..."

Gin simply turned and left the base, leaving Bourbon to deal with his own headaches.

"Alright, partner, let's go do the mission. I just got badly injured by my older brother—cough cough, so you'll probably have to go alone. But, cough cough, I'll go with you, cough cough cough."

Chu Ming coughed a few times and passed the task to Amuro Tooru.

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"Seriously injured? You look perfectly fine, not even a single hair has fallen out."

"You don't understand, it's an internal injury. Take me downstairs quickly, I can't walk anymore."

Chu Ming clung to Amuro Tooru, completely relaxed.

Amuro Tooru, unable to bear it any longer, tried to throw Chu Ming off with a little force, but Chu Ming saw through his intention and held on tightly, refusing to let go, while also trying to wrap his legs around him.

Amuro Tooru gritted his teeth and dragged him downstairs. Chu Ming was comfortably being dragged along. Is this what it feels like to have a partner? I love it!

Don't blame me, Bourbon. This is what you should do. Who told you to hunt me down? I've already been more than generous by just messing with you instead of reporting you and getting you killed.

and so--

"I'll leave the rest of the tasks to you, Bourbon!"

"???" I'll kill this bastard one day.

Amuro Tooru tossed Chu Ming into the passenger seat of the Mazda RX7, dutifully fastened his seatbelt, and then sat in the driver's seat with a wicked grin on his face.

"Hold on tight, or you'll fall out of the car."

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Before Chu Ming could react, the car suddenly started moving, and the excessive speed pressed him tightly against the back of the seat.

"Wait, slow down, I get carsick!!!"

Amuro Tooru ignored him and continued speeding down the road.

"You didn't drive like this last time—" Chu Ming shouted desperately, pressed against the back of the seat.

Seeing that Amuro Tooru was ignoring him, he relaxed and shouted into the car window, "Ahhhhhh!!!"

"Phew—that feels so good, so stress-relieving." If you can't resist, just give up.

Seeing that he didn't react, Amuro Tooru slammed on the brakes.

Chu Ming knew he was going to do something bad, so when he leaned forward due to inertia, he kicked his front foot to avoid a second injury to his forehead.

"Hmph, trying to mess with me? No way."

Chu Ming proudly unbuckled his seatbelt and got out of the car, then hung on Bourbon like boneless once the engine was turned off.

Bourbon carried the heavy load of over 100 pounds into Mika Hospital like a laborer.

As soon as I entered, a nurse ran over and said, "Sir, is your friend injured? Please come over here to register."

Amuro Tooru couldn't help but reveal a mocking smile: "Didn't you suffer from severe internal injuries and become paralyzed on one side? Should I make an appointment for you while I'm at it?"

Ignoring his sarcasm, Chu Ming asked the nurse, "Miss, could you tell me which ward the famous detective Kogoro Mouri is in? We are his fans and would like to visit him."

The nurse noticed that the two of them hadn't brought any fruit or flowers, and looked at them with a slightly strange expression: "Um, okay, please come to the front desk."

Sensing the nurse's strange gaze, Chu Ming shouted at Amuro Tooru, "Look at you! I told you I wanted to buy Mr. Mori a gift, but you wouldn't listen. You even said that a sincere heart is the best gift! I think you're just stingy."

The moment he was subjected to those strange looks, he became Amuro Tooru. He was speechless, and his straight back was almost bent under the weight of Chu Ming and the black pot.

Having found Kogoro Mouri's hospital room, Tooru Amuro quickened his pace and got on the elevator.

"Once we're inside, don't call me by my code name. Do you remember what this face of mine is called?"

"Never doubt the memory of an intelligence officer, Matsutake-kun."

Chu Ming nodded in satisfaction: "And you? What's your name again?"

"...Toru Amuro."

"Okay, Bourbon, go inside and do as I say."

"..." Amuro Tooru felt that he had choked up more times today than he usually has in a year.