Chapter 2676 Chapter 2688 [Sleepless Night]

Conan: "..." Although the bug was installed on Suzuki Sonoko, it was still unknown who it was aimed at - he always felt that the stalker with crude skills could not think of such a high-tech idea, which means...

"Maybe it was installed on my classmate to monitor my movements?" As a pseudo-primary school student who has regained his youth and has a big secret, Conan is inevitably overly vigilant about similar things. This conjecture made him break out in a cold sweat:

"Thinking of the worst, maybe I am now being closely watched by those people... Could it be that Hashimoto Maya and Vodka are not coming for Jiang Xia, but want to use him to investigate me and Kudo Shinichi?"

This terrible guess made Conan swallow back what he wanted to say at first: Telling Jiang Xia about the Black Organization at this time would be tantamount to harming him.

But Jiang Xia had already sensed something was wrong because of his close attention to Hashimoto Maya...

No, I have to think of another reason to get away with it.

Thinking of this, Conan took a deep breath and deliberately put on a puzzled expression: "Nothing, I just think that both Mr. Hashimoto and Mr. Yamada are too attentive to you - don't they have their own careers at this age? What's it like to stay by your side every day."

When Suzuki Sonoko heard this, she rolled her eyes speechlessly: "Little brat, do you know what a fan is? Isn't it natural for fans to want to be close to their idols?"

Conan was choked by her: "...but they are all men."

Suzuki Sonoko sneered at the elementary school student's shallow knowledge: "Who says that celebrities can only have fans of the opposite sex? Jiang Xia is not the kind of vase who can only rely on her face. Besides, I remember that you seem to like Sherlock Holmes very much. Isn't it the same principle... Hmm? Speaking of which, you have been following Jiang Xia to solve cases for so long, why haven't you become a fan of Jiang Xia yet? There is something wrong with you!"

Conan: "?" Why should I be a fan of Jiang Xia? I am also a high school student detective who is not inferior to others! ...It's just that now because of the evil Gin, I am forced to shrink.

When talking about Gin, Conan immediately regained his sanity.

He tried to put on a childish, innocent smile and said insincerely, "Who said I'm not a fan of Brother Jiang Xia? Of course I am!"

I somehow became a fan of someone my age... Fortunately, the topic of Hashimoto Maya seemed to have been brushed aside.

Conan sighed tiredly and blamed the Black Organization for this.

…

What happened today was just one of countless ordinary daily events for high school students.

But for the FBI who thinks too much...

"Did you get it?"

Judy shook off the possible followers behind her and returned to the base with Shuichi Akai.

Just at this time, the other two members she had sent out before also hurried back - after the magician case was over, these two people were sent to the home of the dead female magician to look for the magic notes left by Mr Zhengying.

Hearing Judy's question, they grinned and took out a thick notebook that looked quite old: "Of course."

This time the operation went much more smoothly than they expected.

"We originally thought that time was very tight, but fortunately Jerry told us that another murder happened to happen tonight. The police were unable to spare manpower, so they have not yet gone to the victim's home and have not yet contacted the victim's family."

The agent handed the notebook to Judy. "Not long after that, we found it on the bedside table. The woman never thought of hiding it... Huh? Why do you look so strange all of a sudden?"

Judy took the notebook with a forced smile and stared at it: "You reminded me of one thing. Your operation tonight seemed to go too smoothly."

The two agents looked at each other in confusion: "Wouldn't it be better if it went more smoothly?"

Judy: "..." Of course it's not good, especially the second murder that happened. The whole process was so smooth, as if someone had acquiesced to this investigation... Could it be that Uzo didn't care about this notebook, and was even willing to let it fall into the hands of the FBI?

Thinking of this, she looked at the notebook with a strange look in her eyes. A series of conspiracies flashed through her mind: "..." Is this thing coated with poison? Or is there a mechanism installed that will pierce the throat with a poison needle when the page is opened? After all, its previous two owners were both miraculous magicians. If this really happened, it would seem very normal in the eyes of the police.

At this moment, a gloved hand reached out and took it.

Akai Shuichi held the notebook from a distance and looked at it for a moment with a very professional look: "Give me a well-ventilated room, you guys stay away, and leave the rest to me."

FBI members: "Mr. Akai..."

While they were looking at this ace with admiration as if they were looking at a hero, they quickly cleared the room and invited the man and the notebook in.

…

It's not just the FBI who are working overtime who have trouble sleeping.

On the other side, in a rather high-end hotel.

Maya Hashimoto checked into a room and sighed slightly tiredly.

The two cases tonight instantly dragged him back to the painful memories of the time when he changed jobs - now that he was used to living on the tiring but peaceful Theater Island, he just felt that the world outside was becoming more and more dangerous.

"Take the time to rest." He secretly planned his schedule, "Take the time to find a suitable magician tomorrow, and then take the time to return to the island."

As he thought about it, he simply checked the room and prepared to wash up and go to bed.

——Although it sounds like the organization’s safe house would be safer, for Maya Hashimoto, the biggest danger around him is his boss.

In this case, for him, the difference between a safe house and a hotel is simply that staying in the former is more likely to be discovered by the boss... It is better to take a chance and choose a hotel at random.

However, Hashimoto Maya soon discovered that his luck was not very good.

——I had just finished packing and was about to fall onto the bed with my eyes squinted when suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Then someone said through the door: "Hello, food is delivered."

Hashimoto Maya: “…”

He woke up with a start and walked to the door with a bit of irritability: "I didn't order a midnight snack."

"I sent it." As he spoke, the gears turned and the door lock was opened by someone outside.

The so-called delivery man pried open the safety bolt through the crack in the door with extremely skillful techniques, and then walked in naturally as if he was going home.

Maya Hashimoto glared at the blonde guy: “???” Landlady?

...Why are you here instead of staying at Jiangxia Office? You guys are such a bunch of idiots!

(End of this chapter)