But the other party didn't want to say it, and he was too lazy to ask.

Akai Shuichi twisted his neck, adjusted to a more comfortable sitting position, and said in a serious tone:

"Vermouth's target this time is a high school detective named Kudo Shinichi. The news of his poisoning has also reached the ears of our FBI. However, after investigation, it seems that the matter is not that simple. At present, we are not sure why she is interested in a high school detective."

Did Vermouth come to Tokyo just for Kudo? Why would she be interested in him? It seems like I need to find time to talk to Kudo. When did this guy end up in such trouble?

"Kudo Shinichi? I had contact with him before he disappeared, but judging from his parents' reaction, it doesn't seem like he is really dead." Fujiwara Yuu started to pretend to be unfamiliar with him without blushing or beating his heart. After all, what does Edogawa Conan being alive have to do with Kudo Shinichi?

"Well, we in the FBI think so too. Then... Mr. Clare, do you think we are cooperating now?" Judy asked proactively. She was quite happy to cooperate with the CIA. They had a common goal, and teamwork was always better than working alone.

Fujiwara Yu hesitated for a moment, then nodded without answering.

Judy was relieved to see this scene. She poked Akai Shuichi's arm with her hand, indicating that he should show some goodwill in return.

Akai Shuichi had been around for so long that he was naturally good at speaking politely. Furthermore, he had a very good impression of Claire. He raised the corner of his mouth, but he didn't realize that the moment he opened his mouth, he had run into someone's minefield:

"Since we're going to work together in the future, why don't we go to a restaurant for dinner? I really like sashimi."

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