Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

Chu Ming stood by the roadside and felt a gust of wind blow past him as a figure on a scooter whizzed by at an incredibly fast speed.

Is that Conan? What case has he encountered this time? Unfortunately, he's currently using the identity of Yusuke Shochiku and has a mission to complete, so he can't go and "steal" the magnetic field.

There's a banquet at the rooftop restaurant of the Beika City building around 9:30 PM. Gin wants him to sneak in and kill someone.

The day before yesterday, Conan told him that three days later was his date with Ran, which was tomorrow.

So today is safe.

It's still early, let's go to the tea room there first to have some tea and snacks.

Chu Ming, disguised, sat by the window and casually ordered a cup of oolong tea and a few small desserts.

Halfway through his meal, he looked up and subconsciously observed his surroundings, only to see Xiaolan and Yuanzi sitting diagonally opposite him, drinking tea.

Is this a gift for Shinichi Kudo?

Wow, that's great! His birthday is coming up soon, I wonder if he can manage to snag some nice gifts from the organization's members.

Sonoko was joking with Ran when suddenly her eyes lit up, she nudged Ran, and whispered something.

"Lan, look! Look at that handsome guy by the window next to you! Ahhh, he's so charming!!"

"Really, you're doing it again..." Xiaolan turned her head to look. "Hmm, I think I've seen this gentleman before."

"What? Really? You've met Xiaolan before? Quick, quick, take me to meet her."

Xiaolan quickly pulled her back: "Don't joke around, we've only met once, at the hotel in Izu. He helped subdue a thug. It's too rude of you to rush up like that."

Sonoko looked at her with a resentful expression, mimicking Xi Shi clutching her heart: "You're like a well-fed person who doesn't know the hunger of an starving one. You're going on a sweet date with Kudo tonight, never thinking that your poor best friend is still all alone~"

Seeing that Suzuki Sonoko had been staring at him with shining eyes, Chu Ming quickly finished his snacks and tea, then got up and left.

Therefore, I didn't hear Sonoko teasing Ran and missed this important news.

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Inside the banquet hall, the lights were dazzling, and glasses clinked.

Men and women dressed in finery walked through the crowds, holding wine glasses, the aroma of wine wafting from the clinking glasses.

Chu Ming successfully sneaked into the restaurant, and while the place was bustling with noise, he dragged the man into the restroom, fed him an APTX-4869 pill, and watched him die before leaving.

While walking downstairs, he took out his phone and modified the surveillance footage, deleting all the footage showing him.

Chu Ming checked the time; it was almost ten o'clock. He looked around at the luxurious decor.

Wow, such a nice building, it's going to be blown up tomorrow night.

What a pity! Maybe we could let him go to the movie theater one last time to buy a milk tea as a souvenir.

Just as Chu Ming stepped out of the elevator on the fifth floor and was about to head to the milk tea shop, he suddenly noticed a very familiar figure at the entrance of the movie theater.

Hmm? That one in red... could it be Xiaolan?

What the heck?! Didn't Conan say we were going on a date tomorrow?!

What kind of weird Detective Conan time is this?!

Just as Chu Ming turned to run away...

'boom--'

The explosive flames and loud noise caused the entire building to shake.

Chu Ming stumbled, and the tiles above his head kept falling down.

Several exits were blocked by collapsed stone pillars, and the hall was in chaos.

Chu Ming stood in the center of the hall with a frown on his face.

If I had known, I would have gone downstairs right away and I might already be on my way home.

Knock, now it's blocked inside.

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Chapter 155 Bomb Disposal

Another violent tremor shook the entire hall, causing panic and chaos.

The bomb destroyed the electrical system, and now the entire hall is pitch black, with only faint glimmers of light from the outside fire shining through the cracks.

The broken hall was deathly silent, and the trapped people sat on the ground waiting for rescue.

A girl hugged her legs, overwhelmed by fear of being trapped, and couldn't help but sob.

Xiao Lan smiled and stepped forward to comfort her, "Don't be afraid, we will definitely be rescued."

Just then, the telephone in the lobby and Chu Ming's cell phone rang at the same time.

Xiaolan gently patted the girl's back and went to answer the phone.

Chu Ming retreated into the shadows and answered the phone.

"Big brother?"

"Are you still at the Mikasa City building? There was an explosion there, did you come out?"

"No, I'm trapped on the fifth floor. There seems to be a bomb here."

Chu Ming stood next to the bomb and kicked the paper bag in front of him.

In the quiet place, only Chu Ming and Xiao Lan's voices echoed. Even though Chu Ming's voice was relatively soft, people nearby still heard the word "bomb."

They panicked and all hid on the other side.

"A bomb?" Gin gripped his phone tighter. "What kind of bomb? I'll teach you how to defuse it."

Chu Ming, with his phone between his legs, sat down in an odd cross-legged position and tore open the outer packaging paper.

"There's an LCD screen outside, and inside is a bunch of colorful wires. Tsk, this prisoner's a bit silly, why not just use all black wires?"

Chu Ming casually fiddled with the bomb in front of him.

"Are you an idiot! Take a picture and send it to me!"

Gin couldn't help but curse, "What kind of time is this to be trying to be clever with me?"

Chu Ming, feeling reprimanded, pouted, obediently hung up the phone, took a picture, and sent it to Gin.

There were forty minutes left before the explosion.

At this moment, Conan nervously asked Ran, "You said someone discovered the bomb?"

Xiao Lan nodded, looking at Chu Ming who was examining the bomb closely not far away: "Yes, he's on the phone too. What a coincidence, running into this gentleman again."

"Coincidentally? Do you know him?" Conan asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Yes, he's the gentleman I met when my dad, Conan, and I went to the Izu Hotel. He even helped me back then. You probably don't know him. I also ran into him today when I was having tea with Sonoko in the tea room."

Through the door, Conan's eyes widened. It was Yusuke Matsutake!

He quickly asked Xiaolan, "Is he defusing a bomb right now?"

Xiaolan's tone was hesitant: "It should be—but it doesn't seem like it is—"

"What do you mean?"

"I saw him remove the bomb casing and roll it several times on the ground, but the bomb disposal I saw on TV didn't look like that..."

"!!!" Conan was startled. Looking at the blueprint in his hand, he made up his mind.

We can't let him continue like this, or he and Xiaolan will both die!

"Lan, listen to me. Put the phone on speakerphone later because I'm investigating a very dangerous case and I can't let anyone know I exist. Don't call my name later, just say I'm your friend, okay?"

"Huh? Okay, okay." Xiaolan didn't think much of it and obediently turned on the speakerphone.

"Sir with the bomb, I have the blueprints I just got from the prisoner. I'll direct you, and you can disarm it, okay?" A deep voice came from the receiver.

Chu Ming looked at the bomb in his hand, then at Xiao Lan holding the receiver: "Alright, wait a minute, I'll take this call."

Just then, Gin called back.

Chu Ming replied immediately: "Brother, wait a minute, let me turn on the speakerphone, otherwise my hands won't be free."

Press the speakerphone button, and the reliably cool sound of Gin will echo throughout the space.

"yellow."

Chu Ming flicked a blade from his fingertip and sliced ​​it across the yellow power line.

"Purple."

"pink."

"grey."

As Conan listened to Gin's brief, deep voice on the phone, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the blueprints in his hand.

"fortunately--"

"green."