Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

"White."

……

……

As Gin directed, the number of wires inside the bomb decreased until only three wires remained: black, blue, and red.

Conan couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief: "Great, just one last black thread and it's over."

But he forgot that he had just warned the person to be on tenterhooks and not dare to breathe, and now he was suddenly speaking, with the phone on speakerphone.

Gin paused for a moment: "Who?"

Conan froze behind the door. Oh no, he'd forgotten that Gin could hear him.

“A relative of one of the trapped women got the bomb blueprints from the prisoner. He originally said he would give me instructions, but then my older brother called him too.”

"Tch, good-for-nothing. If you listen to him, you won't be getting out tonight, and there are still two wires to deal with."

Conan suddenly looked down at the blueprint in his hand, where there was clearly only one stick left.

No wonder, no wonder Teiji Moriya said he gave himself three minutes!

hateful!

"Finally, cut the blue one."

As Chu Ming's fingertip traced a line, the bomb, which had been clicking incessantly, finally stopped its timer.

Seeing that the bomb had been defused, the people who had been hiding behind the bricks out of fear jumped out and shouted wildly.

"Great! We're saved!"

Gin's impatient voice came through: "Alright, I'll have someone pick you up later, that's all."

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

Looking at the cheering crowd, Chu Ming couldn't help but sigh silently. If this place were to explode today, how much magnetic field would all these people generate for him?

His slightly mocking gaze swept across the crowd. Unwilling to take responsibility, always backing down when things go wrong, only celebrating after others have resolved the issue—tsk, what's the point of living like that?

The group of people were not as brave as Xiaolan. She was also scared, but she always stood by Chu Ming's side.

"Great, Ran." Conan collapsed to the ground, his legs giving way.

"Dang Dang Dang——"

Twelve o'clock has arrived.

Ran smiled, relieved to have survived the ordeal, and whispered into the microphone, "Shinichi, happy birthday."

One more chapter, to be updated tonight.

[One extra chapter for every 3000 requests / One extra chapter for every [show-off] / Maximum of three extra chapters]

Chapter 156 What exactly did he do that night? (Bonus Chapter 2)

"That's great, that's great, Lan, I'm so glad you're alright."

With tears streaming down his face, Kogoro Mouri rushed over and hugged Ran tightly.

Once the dust had settled, reporters from all around swarmed over to interview Kogoro Mouri.

Ran, carrying the gift she wanted to give to Shinichi Kudo, looked around and suddenly turned around to see Conan standing behind her, his forehead wrapped in gauze, smiling at her.

"Conan, what happened to your head? Are you injured?"

……

Chu Ming stood at the back of the crowd, waved his hand to politely decline the medical staff's offer to examine him, and turned to leave.

What a joke! If you don't leave while Conan is caught up in his sweet moments, you might get entangled with him once he realizes what's happening.

As soon as I stepped out of the crowd, I saw Gin's Porsche parked on the side of the road.

A smile, unnoticed even by himself, appeared on Chu Ming's lips as he walked towards that direction.

"Brother~"

For Gin to pick him up in a place full of police officers, he must be considered one of the most important people in the organization.

Alright, considering how good my brother was to him today, he should try to avoid causing trouble for the next few days.

—Yes, he tried his best.

Seeing him get into the car, Gin looked him up and down. Seeing that he was not injured, he continued smoking and reading his intelligence.

"Big brother~ My birthday is next month."

Chu Ming rubbed his fingers together with Gin, his expression full of implications.

Gin kept his head down, working on his documents, and ignored everything.

Chu Ming panicked and used his face to cover Gin's information.

"Big brother! It's my birthday! I'm turning 18! This is such a big birthday!"

Lying back on the documents in Gin's hands, Chu Ming said with a face full of resentment, "Big brother, I'm coming clean, I want a gift!"

Gin used some force to lift the person off his lap: "You're still a year away from turning 18. You'll only be 17 after this birthday."

"??? Aren't I 17 right now?"

Ever since he confirmed that the timeline was finally going to jump to his birthday, Chu Ming had already planned what he would do after he turned 18.

But now Gin is telling him that even after this birthday, he'll still be 17?

Chu Ming instantly lost his enthusiasm for his birthday. He got up and sat back in his seat without saying a word.

Vodka saw Chu Ming's drooping head in the rearview mirror and couldn't help but ask, "Isn't being young a good thing?"

Chu Ming looked up: "But I want to drink."

Vodka grinned widely, brimming with confidence: "What's the big deal? You're not one of those law-abiding citizens who can't drink just because you're underage. I'll get you a bottle of vodka when we get back to base, and you can drink your fill tonight!"

Chu Ming's eyes lit up: "Really? Vodka, I misunderstood you, you're such a good person!"

Chu Ming gave Vodka a "friend zone" card without hesitation.

"Granbury, have you ever drunk alcohol? Vodka is a strong liquor, you know. Are you sure you can handle it?"

Chu Ming patted his chest: "A man can't say no! I can do it!"

"Hahaha—" Vodka's hearty and honest laughter echoed in the narrow carriage.

Gin, unable to contain himself any longer, his temples throbbing with anger: "You two idiots, shut up!"

Vodka wisely shut his mouth, but Chu Ming turned his head innocently to look at Gin, opening his mouth as if to say something.

Gin had anticipated this. He reached out and grabbed the man's chin with one hand, glaring at him fiercely: "Shut up!"

"Oh."

They agreed to avoid trouble these few days, but Chu Ming couldn't help but provoke Gin whenever he saw his indifferent face.

Sigh, it's all Gin's fault for having such a sarcastic face.

Back at the base, Gin got out of the car and headed upstairs, leaving his two underlings behind.

He should have sat at the base and waited for Vodka to bring Chu Ming back, but he was worried that there were too many police there and that Vodka might run into trouble on his own.

Chu Ming followed Vodka eagerly to get the liquor.

As expected of a winery, the organization even has a dedicated wine cellar on its base.

Vodka walked into the cellar with practiced ease and took a bottle of vodka, while Chu Ming took a bottle of gin for himself.

He also ordered Gin when he interviewed new members last time, but he left before he could drink it. Today he finally has the chance.

Sitting at the bar, Vodka took a glass, opened a bottle of gin, and filled Chu Ming's glass.

"Come on, Granbury, cheers."

Chu Ming held the cup, swirled it in his hand, and sighed contentedly as he inhaled the fragrant aroma emanating from it.

at last.

Finally, I can drink some alcohol.

Chu Ming took a big gulp of his first glass of wine in his life.

"Cough cough—cough cough"

Chu Ming couldn't help but cough a few times, feeling a ball of fire burning down his throat. His mind went blank, and he felt dizzy and disoriented.

Vodka drugged him? He's not that fragile.

I've drunk Erguotou in my past life, how come I'm so dizzy from Gin?

Oh no, this is from my past life. I've never drunk alcohol in this life, and this body doesn't seem to be able to handle it...

Chu Ming felt dizzy and unsteady on his feet, as if he were walking on clouds.

Where is he? Who is he? What happened to him?

Vodka watched as Chu Ming took a sip of his drink and then sat there, swaying back and forth, completely dazed.

He couldn't help but wave his hand in front of Chu Ming's eyes: "Granbury? Granbury? What's wrong with you? You're not drunk already, are you? Hahahaha—huh?"