Conan: I am really a good person

Chapter 190 good evening

James: "Hey, that's Adele..."

He sat in a coffee shop and looked out the window intently. He looked at Ms. Black Swan at the door of the theater and was a little surprised, "The star that Kamel likes?"

Kamel is one of their colleagues. Thanks to 'Satan', he has also been promoted. He can lead several FBI investigators to form a crime-solving team. He looks rough and is very difficult to mess with. He often makes ordinary people feel intimidated. Even if the identity of the FBI was not revealed, passers-by would voluntarily give way while walking on the road.

Because of this, although he is already older, he does not really plan to find a girlfriend to get married. He usually prefers women who are not afraid of him, and among them is a star named Adele.

"Camel was in charge of a case before, and the crime scene was on the set," James explained to Shuichi Akai. "Adele was the leading actress at the time and was questioned by him. Because she never showed a scared expression from beginning to end, she was still questioned. She was suspected of being the murderer, but after the misunderstanding was resolved, Kamel became somewhat fond of her and even took people to the cinema to donate movie tickets for a few shows."

"If you don't pay attention to this aspect, you may not know clearly,"

He thought for a moment and thought, "Ah yes, you must have heard of Sharon!"

"She is very famous. Even people who don't follow movie stars can hear her name on various channels. Just last year, Adele and Sharon competed for Best Actress together,"

"Although she lost, but, well, who makes Sharon so charming? Adele's performance is already very good. I can't blame her completely. I can only say it is a pity. But earlier, when Sharon was still She will definitely win the award before she shows up, but now..."

Akai Shuichi looked over and saw the lady who looked like a black swan. He squinted his eyes and asked, "Why does she appear here?"

Was he the first victim?
The FBI currently only knows that the first victim was a woman, and is focusing on three types of people: women, men disguised as women, and men disguised as women.

There are fewer people traveling at night than during the day, and there are even fewer women. FBI investigators can take a breather.

"Maybe he's going out to play, right?" James wasn't sure. "I'll ask Kamel. He's almost the number one fan and pays close attention to Adele's latest news."

While sending the message, he hesitated, "Isn't he a victim?"

"The first card said 'get off work at four o'clock', so most of them are night workers,"

is it?

The probability is indeed low, but the 'master' is a guy with a bad personality and a bad taste, and he might quietly adjust the gears of the development of the case and come up with some tricks.

Akai Shuichi made no comment. He quietly listened to the sound of James pressing his cell phone.

The voice was very clear. James pressed the keys on his phone and muttered the English sentences he typed to himself.

In the middle of the conversation, there was a very inconspicuous hissing sound, as if the signal was unstable for a moment, but it was so inconspicuous that even a vigilant FBI investigator could easily ignore it.

Akai Shuichi's expression remained unchanged.

His hand hanging under the seat was also moving gently. The dim screen light of the mobile phone was blocked by his legs, and a blind typed message was sent: [Lock the progress of the monitoring signal. 】

After a while, the phone moved slightly. Shuichi Akai calmly lowered his peripheral vision, tilted the phone screen a little, and saw the reply above: [Within 100 meters of straight line distance from James, above. 】

[Attempting to counter-monitor. 】

Akai Shuichi lowered his phone again, looked at the Black Swan lady, and sent another message: [Don’t alert the snake. 】

Probably worried that there were many people near Times Square and might be recognized, Ms. Black Swan did not stay on the street for long and quickly took the gentleman's arm and left.

They walked into an alley familiarly. It seemed that they had been playing nearby frequently and were familiar with the roads.

"It's not even midnight yet," James relaxed, "It's not her."

After a while, he added: "Kamail replied, oh oh oh, Adele is filming a movie, and the crew borrowed a nearby theater to shoot the real scene. She has been near Times Square recently." "It turns out that it is. It’s filming, so that’s no wonder.”

"I have been here recently," Akai Shuichi said, paying attention to other people on the street. At the same time, he vaguely adjusted his perspective to look at the nearby high-rise buildings, and also caught the key points. "Will you be shooting at night?"

James hesitated for a moment, "I'll ask again."

After a while, he replied: "We shoot very frequently at night, often at two or three o'clock. I heard that several times we had to stop shooting until dawn,"

Akai Shuichi repeated the key words: "Two or three points."

"I'll send someone to follow her from a distance," James said immediately. "If she is the victim, so be it."

This is a star.

No matter whether he was killed or not, just being "targeted by the real culprit of the serial murder case" is a shame.

And they’re still filming a movie!
James hardly needed to think carefully. With just a slight movement, Kamal brought his mind to Hollywood, and he could imagine the future of the FBI without thinking:

'The crew vigorously hyped up the fact that the lead actor nearly died during filming, making it a well-known and embarrassing incident during the awards, and worked hard to win several best awards. '

The FBI and the police must have played a very important role in this: being scolded.

Akai Shuichi: "Yes."

The phone vibrated slightly again. He lowered his peripheral vision and saw a somewhat ecstatic message: [Anti-monitoring successful! 】

[Want to connect your headset, Mr. Akai? ! 】

[Connect,] Akai Shuichi raised his gaze, his expression was not strange at all, and he still carefully observed the serious gazes of the people on the street, [Inform Judy. 】

A few seconds later, he heard a rustling current instability and adjustment sound coming from the headset in his left ear.

The rustling was getting louder and smaller, and it lasted for a while before it stabilized. There was the sound of high-altitude wind, and it made a sharp whistling sound when it passed the source of the sound.

Faintly, the sounds of human excitement and the honking of vehicles came, overlapping with the sounds from the ground that Shuichi Akai heard in his right ear.

But there are no human voices up close.

The listener said nothing.

"Do you think," Shuichi Akai, "she is a victim?"

He was talking nonsense, "If it is a victim, then Judy will have to think ahead about how to suppress public opinion."

James didn't hear it, but he laughed, "She already knows how to suppress public opinion. When she suppressed public opinion on the manhunt, she probably had the intention of killing you."

It was a bit heavy again, "But this time I have to face some veterans of public opinion and some hateful wolves."

In addition to James, there was another complete stranger, a very young man with a gentle tone and a smiling voice who answered: "I guess so."

He greeted slowly: "Good evening, Mr. Akai."

(End of this chapter)