The Grammatical Investigator in Conan

"Pager?"

"That backward machine?"

The FBI agent present immediately thought of what Qin Zhibo was talking about.

Before mobile phones became popular, pagers were popular for a short period of time, and everyone present had experienced that period.

James thought for two seconds, looked at Qin Zhibo, and asked, "Do you mean to use pagers for communication?"

"Yes."

Qin Zhibo nodded, "Pagers have simple functions and use radio waves. They are difficult to be hacked and monitored. If they are encrypted with codes that change at any time, the difficulty of cracking will be even higher."

"Although it can only send some simple information, it is enough to transmit simple information such as the meeting place."

"The most important point is that pagers do not have the positioning function of mobile phones. Even if the signal is intercepted by the other party, it will not be tracked to the specific location, ensuring safety."

Admittedly, the radio waves of pagers also have the risk of being monitored, but it is much more difficult to monitor continuously than mobile phones.

In addition, pagers can ensure that the location of FBI agents themselves is not exposed.

Otherwise, even if the organization cannot crack the FBI code, it can track the location of the mobile phone signal, catch the person directly, and then torture him to find out the solution to the code.

In fact, even Hiroki Sawada can easily track the location of the mobile phone signal.

But pagers are different. This technological product of the last era cannot be connected to the Internet, so there is no risk of continuous tracking and positioning.

"In addition, you used mobile phones to communicate before, and the organization will definitely strengthen its investigation methods in this regard."

"If you suddenly switch to pagers, the organization will have no means to deal with it in a short time."

After listening to Qin Zhibo's explanation, the FBI agents also showed understanding expressions.

"I see..."

James pondered for a few seconds, turned his head to look at Judy beside him, and ordered: "Judy, then we will equip everyone with pagers from tomorrow."

Judy nodded, "Yeah."

In this era, although mobile phones have become popular and even developed beyond the times, pagers have not been completely eliminated.

In Japan, where conservative styles are popular, pagers are still a means of communication that can be used at present.

Finally, Qin Zhibo added: "Even if you are equipped with a pager, you still have to use your mobile phone."

"But when using a mobile phone to talk, don't reveal key information, and don't talk for a long time in a fixed place, so as to continue to create the illusion that the FBI is still using mobile phones."

...

Before leaving the FBI base, Qin Zhibo talked with Akai Shuichi again.

Including how he was doing recently and whether he remembered anything.

"Nothing is wrong with my body."

"Recall..."

Akai Shuichi's answer was still as cold as ever.

Qin Zhibo understood what he meant, so he patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, you will remember it sooner or later."

"Your mother Akai Mary has come to Japan, this is her current address."

Qin Zhibo took out a hotel business card from his arms, with Mary's room number written on the back.

"And your sister has also come to Japan, go see them when you have time."

"Maybe you can remember something..."

Akai Shuichi took the business card, glanced at the address on it, and nodded to Qin Zhibo to thank him.

"Thank you."

"Nothing, this is what I should do."

"I'm leaving, take care of yourself."

"Goodbye."

Before leaving, Qin Zhibo glanced at Judy standing behind him.

When he was talking to Shuichi Akai, Judy kept looking at Shuichi Akai's profile with that look.

Although Qin Zhibo didn't know the specific situation, it seemed that these two people had been together for a while.

Conan, who was standing low, looked at Shuichi Akai and always felt that there was an inexplicable temperament in him, which seemed different from normal people.

And the reason for his amnesia should be related to the previous assassination of Yasukuni Domon.

When they walked a little further away, Conan raised his head and asked Qin Zhibo while walking.

"Qin, what happened to the FBI agent named 'Shuichi Akai'?"

"Why did he lose his memory?"

Qin Zhibo frowned slightly, and didn't know how to explain for a while.

"His story is a bit complicated, but you can think of him as having 'died' once before..."

"Dead?"

Conan's eyes flashed with surprise.

Because he thought of Qin Zhibo's previous reappearance of Gin, who had already "died", and he did not show any particular surprise.

He even thought that "resurrection from the dead" was not completely impossible.

"Do you mean..."

Conan was about to ask the terrible idea in his mind when the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

Buzz--

He picked up the phone, and the voice of Mao Lilan's sharp scolding came from the other side.

"Conan! Look at what time it is now!"

"Where are you now!"

Conan quickly checked the time in the upper right corner of the phone screen. It was already past 8 o'clock in the evening.

And when he went out today, he just said that he was going to visit Qin Zhibo's office, but he didn't go back after visiting for a whole day.

Although Mao Lilan was very relieved about Qin Zhibo, she was afraid that Conan would be involved in some strange incidents halfway.

"Sorry! Sister Xiaolan!"

"Uncle Qin is right next to me now. I'll be back soon!"

Looking at Conan apologizing over the phone, Qin Zhibo smiled helplessly.

It seems that this man will be a henpecked husband in the future...

...

In a bright and spacious space, a graceful white-haired woman was lying on the operating table in a big letter shape.

As time passed, the woman slowly opened her eyes.

This is...

The woman's heterochromatic pupils wanted to open as wide as possible, but the glare of the dome made her pupils shrink to the smallest, but it was still extremely dazzling.

The collar on her neck also restricted the range of movement of her head, making it impossible to see the surrounding situation.

The same goes for her hands and feet.

At this moment, a heavy voice that had been transformed sounded from the dome.

"Curaçao..."

"You completed your mission very well this time."

As the voice sounded, the bright dome became dim, and a large number of black blocks appeared in a spliced ​​state.

In the middle of the dome, a business card with a huge "RUM" popped out.

"Rum, Lord Rum..."

Curacao stared at the familiar screen on the dome. This was the business card he saw when he first met Rum.

CODE NAME: Rum

No.002

Curacao quickly put away his inner shock and replied as calmly as possible: "Thank you, Lord Rum."

The heavy mechanical voice sounded again from all directions in the space, "This time the organization eliminated the undercover inside the organization, and you have made an indelible contribution."

"But, Curacao, do you remember what I said before?" "Your special ability can only be used by me from now on, whether it is input or output..."

As the mechanical voice fell, a huge silver metal arm poked out from an invisible corner.

At one end of the metal arm was a small, sophisticated and complex metal claw.

It stretched out in front of Curacao, like a cat, looking curiously at Curacao's eyes.

Curacao caught a glimpse of the metal claw from the corner of his eye and asked hurriedly, "Lord Rum, what is this?"

The dome of the space made a rumbling sound and responded, "Now is the moment when you are completely at my service..."

"Give everything you have, Curacao."

As soon as Rum finished speaking, the camera at the front end of the metal arm locked onto Curacao's right eye, that is, the special eyeball with a transparent pupil.

The next second, the metal arm suddenly reached forward and inserted into the gap between Curacao's eyeball and eyelid.

Before Curacao could react, a sharp pain rushed from the eye nerves to the skull.

"Ah!"

"Ah——!"

The shrill screams resounded throughout the space.

Curacao's hands and feet twitched and trembled, colliding with the operating table, making a "bang bang" sound.

But even so, the metal arm still seemed to have life, and made slight adjustments according to the swing of Curacao's head.

After a while, bright red blood oozed out of Curacao's right eye.

After a moment of stalemate, the metal arm suddenly pulled out.

"Ah!"

Curacao screamed, and his slender waist arched high.

Along with the metal arm, Curacao's special right eye was also pulled out.

Under the 360° white light, the right eye was like a transparent glass ball, carefully clamped by the metal claws.

Curacao's body was completely exhausted, his blue left eye was wide open, and his right eye was replaced by a blood-red hole.

At this time, Rum's heavy mechanical voice sounded again.

"Curacao, don't resent me."

"This is the power I temporarily deposited in you."

"Now I just take it back and use it against someone..."

...

9:00 p.m., Zhibo Detective Agency.

Qin Zhibo dragged his tired body back to the third floor of the agency and fell on the sofa.

From morning to night, he experienced a lot of things that day.

First, I went to the hospital to see Curacao, and thought of the plan for the virtual world.

Then I went to Dr. Agasa's house and Suzuki Building to make various preparations, and I also cosplayed Gin in the virtual world.

Finally, I met with the FBI and had a video conference with Kudo Yusaku.

A fulfilling day.

It was also a busy day.

The good news is that this time, not only did we resolve the undercover identity crisis of Amuro Toru and Mizunashi Rena, but we also persuaded a member of the organization to abandon the dark and join the light.

Curacao is the confidant of the second-in-command of the organization, Rum, and will definitely be able to obtain some important information in the future.

And Curacao's contact with this side is not a problem, because she knows the undercover identities of Bourbon and Kiel, and any information that needs to be informed can be passed on through these two people.

But in this way, Mizunashi Rena will not be able to leave the undercover post in a short time.

This reminded Qin Zhibo of the classic line.

"It was agreed to be three years, and three years after three years!"

Thinking of this, Qin Zhibo smiled slightly.

Given the time flow in this world, it is estimated that no one can wait for the three-year period.

Moreover, the organization's recent actions have become more and more large-scale, which means that their plan should have been laid out and is not far from being realized.

Just then, the sound of a cell phone vibrating came from the coat hanging on the coat rack by the door.

Qin Zhibo sat up from the sofa, took out the cell phone from his coat pocket, and found that it was a call from Kudo Yusaku.

This surprised Qin Zhibo. Didn't they just make a video call in the FBI base an hour ago?

He picked up the phone, and Kudo Yusaku's somewhat hurried voice came from the other side.

"Mr. Qin, there are results for Hei Yu's investigation."

"What?"

Qin Zhibo was stunned at first, and then he remembered that after the London meeting, the Hei Yu couple were assigned to Innsmouth to investigate the legend of Cthulhu's resurrection.

"This matter is of great importance. Let's talk about it in detail when we meet."

"Please leave for Tokyo Haneda Airport immediately. Someone there will prepare a ticket for you to the United States."

Even Kudo Yusaku, who always keeps calm, is a little nervous at this moment.

This makes Qin Zhibo realize that the Hei Yu couple must have investigated something extraordinary in Innsmouth.

"Okay, I'll leave right away."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Zhibo quickly put on the brown windbreaker he had just taken off, and went to the room to pack his luggage.

After packing his luggage, he carried the small suitcase in one hand, locked the door with his backhand, and then walked down the stairs.

But when passing by the office on the second floor, Qin Zhibo glanced and found that the mailbox that had not been sorted for a long time was full.

The mailbox hanging on the wall was filled with various junk flyers and letters.

Because the mailbox was full, the postman could only put a package slightly larger than the palm next to the door of the office.

Qin Zhibo bent down to pick up the package and weighed it.

It seemed to be a stack of paper inside, but it was slightly heavy, which might be the commission fee.

So, Qin Zhibo put the package in his pocket first, and then went downstairs to take a taxi.

In the taxi, with the light outside the window, he carefully looked at the information on the package.

This is an international package.

The place of shipment is...

Hawaii?

Seeing this inexplicably distant place of shipment, Qin Zhibo's eyes were stunned.

Hawaii should not have its own client, right?

He quickly opened the package and poured out the contents.

Inside was a stack of postcards wrapped in plastic film, and they were the most common kind of landscape postcards.

Moreover, the scenery photos on the postcards were the beautiful scenery of Hawaii.

This scene made Qin Zhibo feel familiar.

It seemed that he had received postcards from Hawaii a long time ago.

However, in this world, it was estimated that time had not passed as long as he imagined.

He quickly opened the plastic film and poured out the postcards inside.

These postcards were similar to the ones received last time, all of which took pictures of the Hawaiian Islands and the Pacific Ocean from various angles.

But the scenery photos this time may be different from the last time due to the change of seasons. It can be seen that they are not the same batch of postcards.

Qin Zhibo turned over the postcards one by one like last time to see if he could find the survey point or other information.

After all, the original owner was Hawaiian, and these postcards were definitely not sent here from Hawaii for no reason.

And this time, when he turned to the middle postcard, he finally saw the difference from the last time.

In the message area behind the postcard, there were two words.

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