Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

"Oh my, this must be little Chu Ming. He's so cute, let me pinch his cheeks~"

Chu Ming arrived at the base early in the morning. Since it was early, he planned to change his identity at the organization. However, he was suddenly attacked. He tried to swat away the hand that attacked him, but found that the charming and beautiful woman in front of him was none other than the organization's Thousand-Faced Witch, Vermouth.

"Beelmodu?" Chu Ming's face was being rubbed flat and round by Vermouth's hands, and he mumbled incoherently.

“I don’t mind if you call me more affectionately, after all, I held you when you were little~” Vermouth finally let go of her hand.

"Did you bring back any gifts for the little cuties you held in your arms when you came back to China this time?" Chu Ming spread his hand out in front of Vermouth.

Taken aback for a second by Chu Ming's unexpected initiative, Vermouth burst into laughter, winking at him: "Of course, what gift would you like, little Chu Ming? You're an adult now, right? How about I give it to you as a coming-of-age gift?"

"What a pity, he's not even an adult yet." Gin walked in and said sarcastically, "You're so old, don't even think about dating younger men."

Turning to Chu Ming, Gin continued, "She's at least four times your age, and she still calls you 'older sister'?"

Chu Ming blinked: "But if I call her Grandma, wouldn't she be a much senior? After all, I call you Big Brother—"

"..."

Seeing that Gin remained silent, Chu Ming continued, "If Big Brother doesn't mind, it's not impossible for me to call her Grandma—"

Vermouth immediately replied, "I don't mind at all. Although the girl's age is a secret, it would be great if she could be Gin's elder—"

Gin, his face cold, slowly pulled the Beretta from his waist.

Chu Ming and Vermouth immediately shut their mouths, exchanged a glance, and everything was understood without words: he was anxious, he was anxious.

Seeing that the two people with a perverse sense of humor had stopped chattering, Gin glanced at Chu Ming and said, "Go change into your disguise. We'll set off later."

Vermouth didn't want to face Gin's cold face alone, so she stepped forward and hooked her arm around Chu Ming's neck: "Let me help you change. I'm an expert at disguise."

Chu Ming nodded excitedly. Last time, Kudo Yukiko gave him some pointers on disguise, and his level rose several levels. Vermouth is also a master of disguise, so she can give him some pointers too, so he won't keep wasting points.

With Vermouth's help, Chu Ming successfully improved his disguise, and Matsutake Yusuke's face looked more realistic.

Because Conan would be appearing at night, Chu Ming changed his character's face under his disguise, for double protection.

"Granbury, how's your English?" Because she had changed her appearance, Vermouth no longer called Chu Ming by his name.

"It's alright, the dialogue is fine." At least I passed level four.

"Would you like to go there as my translator?"

"No, I mentioned it to Pisco last time, and he said he would take care of the invitation for me to go in."

"Alright then, I'll be going now. See you at the memorial service~" Vermouth chuckled, blew Chu Ming a kiss, and turned to leave.

According to the plan, Chu Ming, Vermouth, and Pisco were in the open, while Gin and Vodka were secretly providing support.

When registering for entry, the emcee smiled and handed Chu Ming a light green handkerchief. While the emcee wasn't looking, Chu Ming secretly used his system inventory to take one handkerchief of each color.

Upon entering the venue, Chu Ming looked around. He had arrived early; Conan hadn't arrived yet.

Since Death hadn't come, it seemed the story hadn't even begun. Relieved, Chu Ming grabbed some food and huddled in a corner. He needed to fill his stomach before he could focus on the mission—

Just as Chu Ming was enjoying his meal, he glanced up unintentionally.

Ok?

Uh-huh?

hmmmm?

Who else could it be but Ai Haibara, the one sneaking around behind Conan and peeking out from behind the pillar?

Didn't we agree that we wouldn't come?

What's wrong with you?

Chu Ming was furious, but it was obviously too late to make a phone call at this point. He finished the cake on the plate in a few bites and wiped his mouth casually.

Conan saw him at that moment, his eyes narrowed, and he pulled Ai Haibara, who was stunned by the organization's radar, under the table.

"Hey, Haibara, what's wrong with you? You said you weren't coming, so why did you come with the Doctor again?"

“An organized presence…” Ai Haibara’s pupils constricted as she panicked. “And how could I not come? Didn’t you say they would use that drug to kill people? I have to try to stop them.”

"I just can't do anything with you..." Conan took off his glasses and put them on Ai Haibara's face. "These glasses are the best disguise. Even Superman has fooled a lot of people with them~"

Ai Haibara watched Conan speak with great enthusiasm, his eyes gleaming, and couldn't help but lower her head and chuckle softly, "Thank you."

Chu Ming checked the ether in his system inventory and sighed silently. It was really going to add more work for him.

I'm sorry, Shirley. For the sake of his "tool" being intact, I'll have to trouble her to stay in the bathroom for a while from now on.

'patta'

The lights suddenly went out.

"Ladies and gentlemen, let's now enjoy some slides that Director Sakamaki never showed to the public before his death."

Using his night vision, Chu Ming silently approached the cameras in the arena.

When he realized he was about to press the shutter button, Chu Ming swiftly flung the handkerchief he had hidden in his hand toward the lens, firmly covering the camera lens.

At the same time, a cracking sound came. Chu Ming followed the flow of people and intercepted the flying purple handkerchief before it could land on Conan's head, stuffing it into his backpack.

Take out a new handkerchief from your system inventory, locate Pisco, and put the handkerchief into his hand.

Seeing Pisco suddenly become alert, Chu Ming said in a low voice, "It's me, Granbury. I just grabbed one for you for the police investigation."

Pisco clutched his handkerchief, his mind reeling. Was this the next generation the boss had his eye on? He was indeed extraordinary.

After confirming that Pisco had put the handkerchief away, Chu Ming quickly searched for Ai Haibara's location in the crowd and casually wrote a few words on a napkin.

Because of the sound of shattering, there was a commotion around. Just before the lights were to be turned on, Chu Ming covered Ai Haibara's face with ether, stuffed a piece of paper into Conan's hand, and then ran into the toilet through the passage next to him.

Chu Ming checked the system minimap three times to make sure no one was in the women's restroom before stuffing Ai Haibara into a toilet stall, closing the door, and climbing out.

The only time I ever went into the women's restroom was because of this kind of thing. Luckily, no one saw me, or my reputation would have been ruined!

The hall was in chaos. Conan had discovered that Ai Haibara was missing. Just as he was about to shout, he noticed that there were words on the paper in his hand.

"She's in my hands now. If you want her to get back safely, don't make a sound. Decipher the code and find me."

“dgxghmg，nsygxsg

jdydhbd，nsygxbd”

Chapter 130 In the Toilet?

Taking advantage of the chaos, Chu Ming hummed a song softly as he strolled back to the main venue.

The memorial hall was in an uproar. Everyone was looking at Shigehiko Tobukuro, who was pinned under the lamp, with panic and chattering amongst themselves.

"Please be quiet, everyone. I am Inspector Megure from the Metropolitan Police Department. Please stay where you are and do not move."

Inspector Megure suddenly opened the door and appeared.

"Oh, Inspector Megure, the Metropolitan Police Department responded quite quickly this time. You arrived right after a murder case?"

"Someone made a warning call to the Metropolitan Police Department, which is why we were able to get here relatively quickly."

…………

Conan sat in Professor Agasa's car, biting his pen and racking his brains for a code.

He tried to contact Ai Haibara, who was wearing glasses, using headphones and a microphone, but there was no response.

Having no other choice, he had to start with this code.

"These 28 letters are divided into four sentences. If they are all converted into numbers in order, it would be '4, 7, 24, 7, 8, 13, 7...' No, that doesn't make any sense. If it's a pattern, according to the keyboard layout, DGXGHMG together... is an upside-down capital letter 'R'?"

"NSYGXSG together look like an umbrella; JDYDHBD... No, no, damn it!"

Conan scratched his head in frustration. On one side was Ai Haibara's safety, and on the other was the trail of the Black Organization. He was under immense pressure from these two obstacles. In addition, there was no way to decipher the code. He tried countless methods to decipher the code, but none of them worked.

Just as he was feeling agitated, he heard the sound of flushing water coming through his headphones. The sound was very familiar—could it be from the toilet?

Haibara was kidnapped in the toilet?

Conan didn't have time to think it through and was about to jump out of the car when Professor Agasa stopped him.

"Shinichi, look—"

Conan looked closely and saw that the people getting out of the Porsche in front were Gin and Vodka.

"Could it be that Haibara was captured by them? No, if it was someone from this organization who captured Haibara, they wouldn't have slipped me a note. No, I have to go check it out."

Conan sneaks back into the venue. At this time, because the police cannot yet confirm that Shigehiko Tobuchi was murdered, they question each person individually before temporarily releasing them to await summons.

Conan first searched all the stalls in the men's restroom, leaving only the women's restroom unsearched.

After hesitating for a long time, Conan sneaked into the changing room, grabbed a piece of clothing and wrapped it around his waist to make himself a little skirt. He then used a voice changer to switch to a girl's voice, and, enduring the embarrassment, went into the women's restroom. Finally, he found Ai Haibara lying at the very back.

After carrying Ai Haibara back to Dr. Agasa's car, Conan prepared to return to the lobby.

"Shinichi, aren't you leaving? What are you still doing here?"

“Wait a bit longer, Inspector Megure is still inside. I’m going to go ask about the details of the scene and see if I can catch that Pisco, and while I’m at it—” Conan snapped his tranquilizer watch away, “and see if I can arrest those criminals!”

Brave Conan, fearless in the face of difficulties! (?＞?＜?)?

"Sigh—Shinichi—" Ignoring Professor Agasa's attempts to persuade him to stay, Conan slipped away again.

At this moment, Chu Ming had already met up with Gin at the warehouse: "Big Brother~"

"Did everything go wrong?"