Conan: Another Famous Detective

Wow!

For a moment, the only sound left on the rooftop was the sound of pages being turned.

The frequency with which the silver-haired woman turned the pages didn't seem like she was memorizing the content, but more like picking up a magazine and flipping through it when she was bored.

The silver-haired woman's gaze stayed on each page for a very short time, no more than three seconds at the longest.

Belmod crossed his arms and looked at this scene with a faint gaze, showing no signs of surprise at the obviously unconventional behavior in front of him.

Soon, the time was getting closer and closer to half a minute.

Finally, when Belmod silently counted to 29, the silver-haired woman closed the booklet and threw it to Belmod again.

"Since you said you want to destroy it, then do it yourself." The silver-haired woman said calmly.

Belmode smiled slightly: "Okay! But before that, I have to confirm whether you really remember all the contents in it?"

The silver-haired woman immediately showed displeasure upon hearing this: "What? Don't you still know my abilities?"

Belmode gently shook his index finger: "Don't be offended. After all, it's a very important matter. You have to be cautious. After all, as long as I press the lighter, this information will turn into a pile of ashes."

The silver-haired woman snorted coldly: "I probably know what you are thinking, but this is not a secret place. Are you sure you want me to repeat everything in the booklet to you here?"

"No need to go to such trouble." Belmod smiled and said: "I will randomly specify a place on the booklet, and you can tell me the content of that location. Is that okay?"

"It's a boring trial." The silver-haired woman looked a little impatient, but she still nodded: "Okay."

"Okay." Belmode smiled and said, "Then start with the fifth word in the third line of the fifth page and end at the end of the line."

"The case room door needs to open two locks, first." The silver-haired woman quickly replied.

Belmod looked at the content in the booklet, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and continued: "The seventh to tenth words on the fifth line of page seven."

"There are only five words in the fifth line of page seven." The silver-haired woman said coldly.

As soon as the silver-haired woman finished answering, Belmod immediately spoke: "What is the content of the picture at the bottom right of the third page?"

"The layout of the corridor on the second floor of the Police Department, and the hidden surveillance cameras and security equipment are marked. According to the serial numbers, No. 1 is..." The silver-haired woman followed the numbers and explained the marked content.

Belmode compared the contents in the booklet and nodded secretly in his heart. The other party's answer was completely correct.

"It seems like she really memorized the entire booklet, as well as the five-color card with the logo. Not many people know about Curaçao as a memory medium... Is she really Curaçao?"

After changing his mind, Belmode closed the booklet and said with a smile: "Okay! I have confirmed that you have indeed written down everything."

The silver-haired woman looked at her coldly: "My patience ends here."

Belmod chuckled lightly: "Oh my! Be careful of sailing a thousand-year-old ship! In our line of work, you can't be impatient!"

The silver-haired woman sneered: "My patience is not used in places like this, especially against someone who almost killed me."

"Oh? Are you still so worried about something that happened so long ago?" Belmode asked with a smile.

The silver-haired woman looked at her indifferently: "I will never forget the feeling of the cold gun muzzle against my chest!"

Belmod's heart suddenly moved.

She did almost kill Curacao.

At that time, Curacao inadvertently remembered information that was extremely detrimental to the organization, so Belmod was ordered to execute her.

Just as she put the muzzle of the gun against Curacao's chest and was about to pull the trigger, Rum suddenly appeared and saved Curacao's life.

There were only three people present, Curacao, her and Rum, and there could not be anyone else around.

It is impossible for anyone other than the person involved to know such details.

Unless Curacao told someone else about it.

But as Rum's confidant, Rum would definitely order her to keep the secret. Unless Curaçao betrayed the organization, it would be impossible for others to know what happened at that time.

But since Curacao became Rum's confidant, he has been doing his best and there is no sign of betrayal at all.

"Did that morning phone call really come from Rum?"

With this guess in his mind, Belmod's eyes suddenly became darker.

"What are you still lingering on? It's time to hand over the key to me, right?" the silver-haired woman urged, her tone becoming increasingly impatient.

Belmod came back to his senses, put on his frivolous expression again, and said with a smile: "No problem!"

As she spoke, she took out a small wallet from her arms and threw it towards the silver-haired woman.

The silver-haired woman reached out and took the leather armor, opened it and saw a USB drive lying quietly inside.

"Is this the key?" the silver-haired woman asked.

Belmode nodded: "Yes, as long as you find the database and insert the USB flash drive, you can open the archive's protection program and retrieve the information inside."

The silver-haired woman nodded and said, "If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Belmod smiled and said, "Please do so."

The silver-haired woman then turned around and walked towards the entrance to the rooftop.

Belmode stared at her back and began to think about what to do next.

If that call was from Rum, it meant that [that person] had indeed set his sights on her.

How much does that person already know? Or is this just a deliberate deception to make yourself suspicious?

While Belmode was deep in thought, he saw the silver-haired woman who was about to leave the rooftop suddenly stopped at the door.

Belmod noticed the disappearance of the sound of high heels and raised his eyes slightly to look at the silver-haired woman: "Is there anything else?"

"There is indeed one more thing." The silver-haired woman replied.

Belmode frowned slightly, she actually heard a hint of smile from what the silver-haired woman just said.

"What's going on?" Belmode asked.

The silver-haired woman chuckled: "Let's borrow the key for now. If you want to get it back..."

At this point, the silver-haired woman's voice suddenly changed: "At twelve o'clock tonight, come find us at the Hanomiya Detective Agency!"

Belmode's expression completely changed!

At this last sentence, the other party's voice no longer had the deep tone of Curaçao, but the clear and clear tone of a girl.

And this voice was all too familiar to Belmode.

Kudo Dreams!

Based on the content of her words, Belmode still didn't understand that the Curacao in front of her was actually her disguise!

But how did she do it?

Putting aside everything else, how did she manage to write down the entire booklet in half a minute?

Could it be that she also has a super memory like Curacao?

Countless doubts instantly arose in Belmod's mind.

But she immediately suppressed all her doubts and rushed towards the silver-haired woman as quickly as possible!