Chapters 3574 and 3586 [Curaçao: A New Game?]
“That kid’s question was too direct and too abrupt.” James thought rationally for a moment and corrected his previous decision. “He may just be bait. We have to be more careful.”
"I knew it." Judy wasn't surprised by this conclusion. "I don't know whether to lament that the wicked man didn't even spare a child, or to sigh that the child was already so...sigh."
Thinking about Conan's strange expressions and actions, an FBI agent shook his head with mixed feelings.
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On the other side, downstairs at the hospital.
After leaving the complex hospital building, Ran Mouri turned back and glanced at the room where the FBI was located.
"It seems I misunderstood Ms. Judy." Ran Mouri sighed, feeling slightly guilty.
"I really shouldn't have put the tracking device in her bag. Thinking about it now, it's really scary—what if I accidentally found out some important information and then accidentally leaked it to that thug? Things would be in trouble."
"A tracking device?" Sonoko Suzuki paused, then suddenly realized something. "No wonder you were so restless the days before the tennis tournament, Ran, and you kept glancing at the little red dot on your phone—that was Jodie's tracking device!"
Ran Mouri nodded shyly.
Sonoko Suzuki patted her on the shoulder and comforted her casually, "What's there to feel guilty about! It's clearly the FBI's own problem that a high school girl could put a locator in her bag—and if you hadn't discovered Ms. Judy's unusual behavior, she might still be locked up in the basement and being tortured by criminals right now."
"In short, Ms. Judy collected our photos first, and you only took action against her because you felt she took them without your consent—the motive was good, and the result was good. This is called doing good deeds with good intentions, and there's nothing to regret. You should do it again next time!"
Conan's eye twitched slightly, and he finally couldn't help but interrupt, "There can't be a next time, this is too dangerous!"
In a corner he couldn't see, Xiaolan had even started using a GPS tracker... Who exactly corrupted this innocent high school girl?!
After a brief moment of anger, suddenly, the mini detective remembered something, slowly raised his hand, and patted his pocket.
If I remember correctly, it was filled with listening devices, locators, and other similar products made by Dr. Agasa.
"...Ahem." The fake elementary school student cleared his throat guiltily, and when he looked at Ran Mouri again, his tone was slightly weaker:
"Luckily, this time it was just tracking the FBI. If next time we accidentally tracked some outlaw, and the listening devices or trackers were exposed, not only you, but everyone around you could be silenced. Sister Xiaolan, such a dangerous thing, next time..."
Thump.
Suzuki Sonoko slammed her fist down, manually muting herself: "You talk too much, kid! If you're afraid of being silenced, what kind of detective are you? Our goal isn't to avoid being silenced, but to find and annihilate all the enemies before we're silenced!"
Conan clutched the large bump on his head: "..." Annihilate you my foot! Don't even mention Gin, even Vodka could take on two of you. You have no idea how deep the murky waters of Tokyo really are!
Beside him, Jiang Xia glanced at Suzuki Sonoko, then at Conan, recalling Gin's impatient voice saying, "Tell that brat under your command to shut up," and thoughtfully stroked his chin: In a sense, these two students' thought processes and strategies were quite similar. Although one of them wouldn't admit it…
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"It's still quite early, what should we do?"
Although she only intended to visit two people, Sonoko Suzuki found herself setting aside an entire day for the visit.
To her surprise, after visiting the two wounded soldiers early in the morning, it seemed like only a short time had passed.
Looking left and right, the high school girl, whose life was full of ups and downs, felt that today's events were going a little too smoothly: Shouldn't she have encountered some kind of murder on the way to the hospital, or suddenly heard a scream coming from a certain direction while visiting the hospital? But... how come it ended up being just such an ordinary visit?
"Wait, what am I thinking?" The high school girl slapped her forehead and shook her head vigorously.
"How can they be considered ordinary? Ms. Judy and that James are FBI agents! — FBI agents! That's something you only see in anime and on TV."
"Furthermore, there was actually a thug who secretly observed us and even took a lot of photos. This should have been called thrilling!"
"Besides, there aren't that many cases in real life. What happened today was just an ordinary part of daily life, nothing strange about it—let's think about what we should do next."
Thinking of this, Sonoko Suzuki looked at her two classmates and said, "Since we're just killing time, let's go shopping in the shopping street."
Ran Mouri nodded and smoothed her hair: "When I was kidnapped last time, I felt my hair was getting a bit long, and it always got caught on my hair when I turned over. Should I get a haircut?"
Sonoko Suzuki had no objection: "Let's go! Let's go to your usual hair salon. I really like the ice cream shop across the street!"
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Another corner of the shopping street.
An ordinary passerby, with a black wig covering his white hair and black contact lenses concealing his heterochromatic eyes, is holding a document and preparing to head to the coffee shop designated by his client.
While pondering how to accomplish this mission, Curaçao habitually observed his surroundings.
Suddenly, as she passed a bookstore, her gaze paused slightly, landing on the corner of the advertising blackboard.
There, in a very unique color and font, were the words: "A new chapter is coming soon, stay tuned!"
Without even a category or name, it appears to an uninformed person as just a broken and boring advertisement.
But a passerby's body, which was steadily moving forward, trembled almost imperceptibly.
After a brief pause, the high heels, which had been suspended in mid-air, landed on the ground and, as if they hadn't seen anything, clicked past the blackboard.
The bookstore and that strange advertisement were quickly left behind, but unlike before, Curaço's mind was now completely devoid of any information about the mission objective. Her slightly confused thoughts were now only filled with…
Is that damn game going to release a new dungeon again?
“It’s a bit unexpected… but not entirely unexpected.” Curaçao pushed up his glasses, pondering calmly. “Uzo has been making quite a stir lately, so it would be strange if that game didn’t react at all.”
"This confirms one thing: the mastermind behind that game is indeed connected to Uzo. In other words, the torment I endured while beating that game... wasn't for nothing."
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