Survival Manual of the Science Fiction World

Chu Ming, who was suddenly forced to take a short flight and was thrown around in a daze, shook his head and looked resentful.

Since neither of these two big shots is willing to accompany me, then—

Chu Ming turned his persecutory gaze toward Vodka.

Vodka grabbed the kettle from the table and ran out with a speed completely disproportionate to his size.

"Ugh--"

Chu Ming started a new round of noise sources.

"Speak," Gin said succinctly.

"I've been saying it all along, I'm so bored~~~" Chu Ming complained, drawing out his words.

Gin gave him a warning look, and only then did Chu Ming realize that Gin was on the phone...

I'd rather answer the phone than talk to him QAQ

What's wrong with the atmosphere in this organization? Where's the camaraderie and mutual support among colleagues?

"It's all trash."

Gin hung up the phone and suddenly looked at Chu Ming. "Are you bored?"

"Mmm." Chu Ming looked at Gin warily. "But the BOSS gave me a two-day break, so I don't have to do any missions! And you can't beat me up!"

Indeed, because Chu Ming had been diligently providing the organization with large sums of money, the BOSS gave Chu Ming a special privilege: he could make any wish he wanted.

But this boss is a tough nut to crack. He promised to grant any request, but he wouldn't let him be the leader of the action team, nor would he agree to order Gin to never hit him again, nor would he let Gin beat him up and not fight back, nor would he allow Gin to listen to music all day long...

Anyway, no matter what I said, the boss shook his head, which made me really angry.

In the end, Chu Ming had no choice but to ask to rest for a few more days in front of Gin, during which time Gin was not allowed to lay a hand on him.

So you think Chu Ming was really so bored that he had no tasks to do? No, he just wanted to put on a Versailles show for the two hardworking people.

Because Gin couldn't lay a hand on him these past two days, Chu Ming became visibly arrogant.

Gin closed his eyes, out of sight, out of mind: "It's Potter. He said you owe him a favor and he's coming to collect it."

???

Chu Ming jumped up: "Who owes him a favor? He's dreaming!"

Chu Ming took out his phone and quickly dialed a few numbers.

As soon as the call connected, before Potter could even speak, Chu Ming preemptively struck.

"Who owes you a favor! Are you still asleep?"

Porter's low, husky voice, yet undeniably alluring, came through the receiver.

"On the day of the physical exam, you took a quarter of the research team's drug reserves. Last time you—"

Chu Ming quickly interrupted him: "What's the point of bringing up such old stories? You know, only those idle old ladies would dredge up such old grievances."

"You're talking nonsense! If you hadn't taken all our muscle relaxants last time, there wouldn't have been any problems this time! One of our human test subjects has escaped!"

Potter couldn't maintain his composure and couldn't help but start swearing.

"Oh, really? Good luck then!"

Chu Ming immediately intended to hang up the phone. What a joke! What did this have to do with him? This was clearly the research team's own incompetence; the person they caught could still run away. Tsk tsk.

"Wait—let's make a deal."

Seeing that Granbury was about to hang up, Porter got a little anxious.

He's now in charge of the research group, and during the years Sherry was in charge, there wasn't a single mistake. But not long after he took over, a test subject escaped. If he can't catch him or gets caught by the police, he'll probably be shot by Gin.

"You should have said so earlier! Why did you have to try and pull this favor on me? Tch, I, Granbury, never owe anyone a favor. Even if I did, I'd usually kill the creditor on the spot!"

Potter was taken aback by Chu Ming's seemingly cheerful but murderous words, and his momentum immediately weakened.

"Okay, then you can help me bring the person back or just kill him, and you can come and get any medicine you want from now on."

Chu Ming rolled his eyes, then remembered that Potter couldn't see: "I can get whatever I want anyway, how can that be a condition?"

"So what do you want?" Potter gritted his teeth, preparing to bleed money.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Chu Ming racked his brains for a long time but couldn't think of anything that Potter needed to do. "How about this, I can help you find the person, but you have to promise me three things, and I'll talk about it later when I think of something."

"What if you ask for an exorbitant price later?" Potter asked, worried.

"You can refuse me—oh, I mean now, you can ask someone else for help~" Chu Ming lay half-reclined on the sofa, not taking it to heart at all.

On the other side, Porter was so angry he wanted to smash the lab. He had also tried to find outsiders.

But the peripheral members are useless. The task has been assigned and there has been no progress for several days.

He wouldn't have gone to Gin if there hadn't been no other way to keep it a secret, but the task force had few free men, except for Granbury, who was on vacation.

Gin's point is that Granbury's current leave is approved by the Boss, so either he should go to the Boss, or he should talk to Granbury himself.

Isn't that obvious? If we can reach an agreement with Granbury, why bother going to the BOSS?

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Chapter 169 Additional update 4

Vodka was almost overjoyed—hiding on the second floor watching Chu Ming leave the base, he was nearly moved to tears.

If he could sing a song to express his joy, he would have loved to do so.

Potter is such a good person.

Apart from the core members of Gin's task force, no one else knew the exact location of this base.

The core members have their own safe house, and they generally don't come here except for gatherings organized by Gin.

Recently, only Gin and Vermouth are here, and since Gin is here, Vodka has no choice but to stay here as well.

Normally, there's nothing wrong with him. As the eldest brother's number one subordinate, he's the one who gets a lot of attention from the other members.

But Granburch is different. He dares to provoke Gin and Vermouth throughout the entire base, let alone himself.

Moreover, while Chu Ming knew to some extent to cross certain lines with the two big shots before him, he truly had no bottom line when it came to himself.

Finally, the troublemaker is gone!

He vodka! He stood up!

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As Chu Ming hummed a song on his way home, he was completely unaware that Vodka was overjoyed because of his departure.

He had just stepped out when he received a call from Conan, who told the club to invite them to Osaka. However, since he didn't have Chu Ming's number, he asked Conan to invite Chu Ming as well.

I was just thinking about how to get to Osaka, and here comes my excuse.

Chu Ming had an impression of Numabuchi Kiichiro, who had defected.

A discarded assassin, originally sent to Sherry as a test subject, but because Sherry disliked human experimentation, Numabuchi Kiichiro probably didn't suffer too much at the time.

Unfortunately, Shirley defected, and Potter came to power.

Potter, that guy, looks like the evil and handsome male supporting character in a CEO romance novel. He's ruthless and steady, and his experimental subjects are being used up very quickly. Plus, the action team is busy with who knows what all day long, and they just don't provide him with any experimental subjects. So he can only continue to use the previous batch of experimental subjects.

Numabuchi Kiichiro was pushed forward and saw too many test subjects become fragmented after going to the laboratory. He didn't know how he escaped from the organization's laboratory, but he was caught by a policeman in Osaka who tried to use him to take the blame for his murder.

Tsk tsk, tragic, so tragic.

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"This is Tsutenkaku Tower in Osaka. Looking out the window here, you can see Tennoji Zoo and Osaka Stadium. Pretty nice, right? Osaka is great, isn't it?"

Standing atop Tsutenkaku Tower, Hattori finished describing the surrounding scenery and proudly opened his arms, ready to receive their praise.

"I think this place is no different from Tokyo Tower at all~" Kogoro Mouri pouted, looking completely unconvinced.

Hattori immediately bristled: "What? Don't compare this place to that boring red iron tower! Tsutenkaku and the surrounding Shinsekai are full of the warmth and hospitality of Osaka!"

Kogoro Mouri didn't argue with him: "Let's not talk about that. I think we should go eat, hehe~"

Hattori Heiji raised his head: "Wait a little longer, someone will come to pick us up soon."

Kogoro Mouri got so bored while waiting that he went to the side to smoke.

Conan pulled Hattori aside and asked suspiciously, "Did you call me here because you need something?"

"No," Hattori replied calmly.

"Of course there is, otherwise why would you call me for no reason?"

Hattori sighed: "Actually, I invited you here hoping to show you around Osaka. We humans, we never know when we'll die—"

Conan looked at him with a puzzled expression as he suddenly turned into a cultured young man: "Why are you suddenly bringing this up..."

Hattori looked melancholy: "I had a bad dream recently. I dreamt that I was about to catch a thug, but then he turned around and stabbed me..."

Conan listened intently, thinking about how to comfort Hattori later, when he heard him continue: "—and then you collapsed covered in blood!"

Conan swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue: "You! Don't kill people in your dreams!"

Chu Ming suddenly appeared from behind: "Oh~ so Hattori, you've been dreaming of Conan dying, I get it."