Phantom Kid in the World of American Comics

Chapter 233: Kidd the Debunked Kaito

The police officer named became stiff, and then walked to Jessop.

Jessop first tugged **** his face, making sure that it was not the mask he was wearing before he began to question.

"Name."

"Abba Ababa."

"age."

"Abba."

"ID number."

"Ababa..."

"Police number."

"..."

"Driver's license file number."

Jessop asked the last question.

The police officer's face was stagnant, and he said with a dry smile: "This... Captain Jessau, I forgot..."

Hearing that, Jessop glanced at him coldly and hummed: "I can't even remember this. It seems that I am usually too gentle with you. If it weren't because I just pulled you in the face, I can take you right now. Catch it as a strange thief Kidd!"

After squeezing the face, the process is very simple. After all, the thief Kidd will probably not disguise his identity as he is.

Jessop only asked some very simple questions, and even if some individual questions were not answered, he did not raise any questions.

Then the second person to be questioned was the third police officer who didn't speak much just now.

"Name."

"..."

"age."

…

It was another question that was not bad.

"Um, Jie... Captain Jessau, I don't remember the driver's license file number... There is almost no place to use this thing, so no one will remember it specifically."

Faced with the complaints of his subordinates, Jessuo said nothing.

Obviously, the last person also did not remember the driver's license file number.

Fortunately, the three of them all passed the first stage of squeezing their faces, and the questioning was just a process.

At least in the eyes of the three.

After asking the question, Jessuo walked deep into the corridor to the next area.

On the other side, the Viper walked aimlessly in the museum, constantly looking around.

"Sure enough, there are a large number of plainclothes police lurking in it."

She vaguely glanced at the hand of the third person on the right, the unnatural callus on the finger of the other person, she couldn't find any other possibility other than holding the gun for a long time.

Around her, there are several plainclothes policemen like this.

Especially near the various collections in the museum, there are basically few serious tourists.

If the Viper is approaching with the mind of fishing in troubled waters, it is estimated that he will be caught as a suspect on the spot.

"It seems that only after the strange thief Kidd shows up, I will have a chance to make some extra money."

"I don't know if Chen Long has told George about my idea, I hope the thief Kidd can take the bait."

With all thoughts and thoughts, the Viper can only temporarily disguise as an ordinary tourist.

However, she did not notice that a little girl in an orange hoodie was watching her every move not far behind her.

There were so many people nearby that even the Viper couldn't notice a humble child.

"Wow, she is observing the surrounding environment, and she is very careful in her actions. You can see that this is what a detective who is investigating secretly should look like."

Xiaoyu peeped at the Viper with interest.

As everyone knows, the great detective I thought was actually a gangster.

"Look, she is thinking, maybe she has found some clue."

Although the Viper can't take a close look at the collection in the museum to confirm which one is the most valuable.

But at least she can figure out the route in the museum at this time and design a perfect escape route.

Even if there is Kaito Kidd attracting firepower, she can't guarantee that she won't be harmed by the fish.

If Kidd ran away by the time, then only she could satisfy the appetite of the New York Police Department.

Thinking of this, the Viper walked to another place.

Xiaoyu hurried to catch up.

On the other side, McGieson walked out of the bathroom. He had been serving as a guard in the east corridor until then.

Seeing that zero o'clock was approaching, he used the reason of going to the bathroom in exchange for time for free movement.

"I always feel that George is not quite right today."

McGieson stroked his chin.

"Under normal circumstances, George should fight fiercely on the front line, running up and down, and patrolling the museum strictly, as if he has the energy to vent."

"Why is it so quiet today?"

McGinson finally checked his own cross-dress, as well as various identification information of "self", and after verifying that it was correct, he took a step forward.

He will not leave himself any flaws.

Suddenly, McGinson's eyes condensed, and he turned to look at the corner not far behind.

Soon, there was a sound of footsteps.

From far and near, only a few police officers patrolled over, the leader wearing the captain's uniform.

McGieson straightened his face and walked forward naturally, as if the appearance of these people had no effect on him.

"It looks a bit unfamiliar to see you, which team are you a member of?"

Jessop looked at McGieson coming oncoming ahead, and asked directly.

Acting alone at this point in time, needless to say, is the most suspicious object.

The New York Police Department has 77 sub-bureaus throughout the city, with more than one hundred squad leaders, and of course there are more than one hundred squads.

Even the General Administration has more than a dozen teams, and there are too many people Jessoff doesn't know.

This kind of suspicion is actually not a suspicion at all.

On the contrary, as one of more than a dozen team leaders, there are very few people who don't know him.

McGieson didn't panic at all. He had investigated the police station a long time ago, and many police officers knew him.

He naturally knew Jessop, who was always known for being strict and serious.

"Report to Captain Jessow. I'm a member of the seventh team of the General Administration. Could you tell me what happened?"

McGieson asked calmly, and showed a little nervousness at the right time.

Subordinates are stopped by the boss for questioning, and it is impossible to not be nervous at all.

"It's nothing, it's just a routine check. I want to ask you something now. You can answer as usual."

McGyson knew it well, didn't he just want to use this method to judge if Kidd had been mixed in with him.

Every time you pretend to be a policeman, you basically have to come back. It is estimated that Jessuo will come up and pinch his face first.

I originally thought George had some progress, but I didn't expect that he would still be the third.

Sure enough, Jessop came up and squeezed McGieson's face before starting the questioning.

The result is of course...can't pull it off.

McGyson had anticipated this situation a long time ago, so he designed some small organs on the face mask.

The mask can only be taken off with a special technique, and unless the strength is strong enough to directly tear the mask to pieces, it is impossible to take off the mask of Kaito Kidd.

"Name."

"..."

"age."

"..."

"ID number."

"..."

"Police number."

"..."

"Driver's license file number."

"..."

Every time a question was asked, McGieson looked complacent and answered it without thinking.

Make sure to be exactly the same as the owner of this identity, without any mistakes.