Non-mainstream Conan viewing style

At this time, Conan hurried to the entrance of the Ferris wheel. The mysterious silver-haired lady was taken into the Ferris wheel cabin by the police.

"I'm sorry, I got separated from my friend." Conan said as he tried to squeeze through the crowd, but the waiter stopped him: "Hey, this is off-limits."

Conan's heart tightened, and he thought to himself: "Damn it, am I still a step too late?"

At the same time, Toru Amuro had cleverly disguised himself as an equipment maintenance worker and sneaked into the Ferris wheel maintenance passage.

"Sorry, please make way." Conan thought quickly and sneaked into the Ferris wheel through the prohibited entrance while the waiter was not paying attention.

As he quickly shuttled through the narrow space, he thought to himself, "If those guys want to do something, they will definitely choose the inside of this Ferris wheel where the security force is weak. I must quickly expose their conspiracy and notify the police and the FBI."

Conan quickly activated the magnifying device on his glasses, and the scene in front of him shocked him: "Ah! Is that Mr. Akai? Why are there so many wires? Could it be that... their plan has already begun?" Thinking of this, Conan's heartbeat accelerated, "Oh no, I must go and confirm it immediately!"

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Analysis of the original text's shortcomings:

Vermouth held a telescope in her hand and stood under the Ferris wheel, observing carefully. Her eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, not missing any details.

"Sure enough, he's inside, just as we expected." She whispered to herself, with a sneer on her lips, "It's confirmed that Curacao is in the Ferris wheel, and the person riding with him is a public security officer. There are still about ten minutes to reach the top."

After hearing Vermouth's report, Gin's eyes immediately became sharp. "Ten minutes?" He turned to look at Vodka, with a hint of urgency in his tone, "Vodka, how are you doing?"

Vodka was already ready to go, and immediately responded, "Always be prepared, big brother!"

Gin nodded with satisfaction, and then asked, "Where are the other police officers? Have you found any trace of them?"

Vermouth shook her head slightly, with a hint of disdain in her tone: "Each area is equipped with several police officers, but so what? They will not affect our plan at all."

Gin heard this and a cruel smile appeared on his face: "That's good. Then we will wait for your signal, Vermouth."

Vermouth nodded slightly: "Understood."

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In the Ferris wheel cabin, Curacao was handcuffed firmly to her seat, her eyes looking somewhat empty and confused.

Yuya Kazami stood in front of her with a gun in his hand, his eyes full of anger and disappointment.

"You guy, do you really not remember me?" There was a hint of anger in Yuya Kazami's tone.

He couldn't believe that this woman who had fought him to the death just a few days ago now knew nothing. Her eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Curacao shook her head slightly, with a confused expression on her face: "I don't remember." Her voice was low and calm, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her.

Yuya Kazami's anger instantly reached its peak. He gritted his teeth and said viciously, "It doesn't matter! When you recover your memory, I will make you suffer! I will also make you spill all the secrets of the undercover list and the Black Organization!"