The FBI agents present immediately thought of what Qin Zhibo was talking about.
Before cell phones officially became popular, pagers were briefly popular for a while, and everyone here has experienced that period.
James thought for two seconds, looked at Qin Zhibo, and asked: "You mean to use a pager for communication instead?"
"Yes."
Qin Zhibo nodded, "The function of the pager is simple. It uses radio waves, which is difficult to be hacked and monitored. If it is encrypted with a password that can be changed at any time, it will be even more difficult to crack."
"Although it can only send some simple information, it is enough to convey simple information such as the connection location."
"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 security."
It is true that there is a risk that the radio waves of pagers can be monitored, but it is much more difficult to monitor continuously than that of mobile phones.
Moreover, pagers can ensure that the location of FBI agents themselves is not exposed.
Otherwise, even if the organization cannot crack the FBI's password, it can directly catch the person by tracking the signal location of the mobile phone, and then torture the person to find out the solution to the password.
In fact, even Hiroki Sawada can easily track the location of cell phone signals.
But pagers are different. This technological product of the previous era cannot be connected to the Internet, so there is no risk of being continuously tracked and located.
"In addition, you all used mobile phones to communicate before. The organization will definitely strengthen its investigation methods in this regard."
"If it is suddenly switched to pagers, the organization will not have the means to respond in a short period of time."
After listening to Qin Zhibo's explanation, all the FBI agents also showed understanding expressions.
"I see……"
James thought for a few seconds, then turned to look at Judy beside him and ordered: "Judy, then all of us will be equipped with pagers from tomorrow on."
Judy nodded, "Yeah."
In this era, although mobile phones have become very popular and even developed beyond the times, pagers have not been completely eliminated.
In Japan, where conservative style prevails, pagers are still a viable means of communication.
Finally, Qin Zhibo added: "Even if you are equipped with a pager, you still have to use your mobile phone."
"However, when using a mobile phone to talk, neither disclose key information nor talk for a long time in a fixed location. This can continue to create the illusion that the FBI is still using the mobile phone."
…
Before leaving the FBI stronghold, Qin Zhibo talked with Shuichi Akai again.
Including how his physical condition has been recently and whether he has recalled anything.
"There's nothing wrong with my body."
"remember……"
Akai Shuichi's answer was as deserted as ever.
Qin Zhibo understood what he meant, so he patted his shoulder and comforted him: "Don't worry, you will remember it sooner or later."
"Your mother, Akai Marie, has come to Japan. This is her current address."
Qin Zhibo took out a hotel business card from his pocket, with Mary's room number written on the back.
"And your sisters have also come to Japan. If you have time, go and see them."
"Maybe I can remember something..."
Akai Shuichi took the business card, glanced at the address on it, and nodded to Qin Zhibo to thank him.
"Thanks."
"Nothing, this is what I should do."
"I'm leaving, please take care of yourself."
"goodbye."
Before leaving, Qin Zhibo glanced at Judy standing behind.
When she was talking to Akai Shuichi, Judy kept looking at Akai Shuichi's side face with that look.
Although Qin Zhibo didn't know the specific situation, the two seemed to have been together for a while.
The short Conan looked at Akai Shuichi and always felt that the other person had an inexplicable temperament, which seemed different from normal people.
Moreover, the reason for the other party's amnesia is probably related to the previous assassination incident of Yasuki Domon.
When they got a little further away, Conan raised his head and asked Qin Zhibo as he walked.
"Qin, that FBI agent named 'Akai Shuichi', what happened to him?"
"Why did he lose his memory?"
Qin Zhibo's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he didn't know how to explain it for a while.
"His affairs are a bit complicated, but you can think that he has already 'died' once..."
"die?"
A trace of surprise flashed in Conan's eyes.
Because he thought about Qin Zhibo's previous encounter with the "dead" Gin Jiu reappearing, he didn't show any particular surprise.
They even believe that "resurrection from the dead" is not completely impossible.
"Do you mean..."
Just as Conan was about to ask about the terrible thought in his heart, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.
Buzz——
He picked up the phone, and Mao Lilan's harsh voice came from the other side.
"Conan! Look what time it is now!"
"Where are you now!"
Conan quickly looked at the time in the upper right corner of the phone screen. It was already past 8 p.m.
When I went out today, I just said I would visit Qin Zhibo's office, but I didn't go back even 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 weird incident again along the way.
"Sorry! Sister Xiaolan!"
"Uncle Qin is next to me now, I will go back right away!"
Seeing Conan apologizing repeatedly on the phone, Qin Zhibo smiled helplessly.
It seems that this person will also be a strict wife in the future...
…
In a bright and spacious space, a graceful white-haired woman was lying on the operating bed in a large shape.
As time passed by, the woman slowly opened her eyes.
here it is……
The woman wanted to open her heterochromatic pupils as much as possible, but the dazzling dome made her pupils shrink to the smallest size, but it was still extremely dazzling.
The collar around his neck also restricted the range of movement of his head, making him unable to see his surroundings.
So are the hands and feet.
At this moment, a transformed, thick voice sounded from the dome.
“Curaçao…”
"You completed your mission very well this time."
As the sound sounded, the bright dome dimmed, and a large number of black squares appeared in a spliced shape.
In the middle of the dome, a business card with a huge "RUM" popped up.
"Lang, Lord Rum..."
Curaçao stared at the all-too-familiar picture on the electronic screen in the dome. This was exactly the business card from when he and Rum first met.
CODE NAME:Rum
No.002
Curacao quickly put away the shock in his heart and replied as calmly as possible: "Thank you, Lord Rum."
The thick mechanical sound sounded again from all directions in the space, "This time the organization eliminated the undercover agents within the organization, and you are indispensable."
"But, Curacao, do you remember what I once said?" "From now on, your special ability can only be used by me, whether it is input or output..."
As the mechanical voice finished speaking, a huge silver metal arm poked out from an invisible corner.
At one end of the metal arm is a small, precise and complex metal claw.
It stretched out in front of Curacao, like a cat, looking curiously into Curacao's eyes.
Curacao caught sight of the metal claw from the corner of his eye and quickly asked: "Lord Rum, what is this?"
The dome of space made a rumbling sound and responded: "Now is the moment when you are completely used by me..."
"Give everything you have, Curacao."
As soon as Rum finished speaking, the camera on the front of the metal arm locked on Curaçao's right eye, which was the special eye 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 Curaçao could react, a severe pain rushed from the nerves in his eyes to his head.
"ah!"
"ah--!"
The screams echoed throughout the space.
Curacao's hands and feet twitched and shook, colliding with the operating bed, making a "bang bang" sound.
But even so, the metal arm still seems to be alive, adjusting slightly with the swing of Curacao's head.
After a while, bright red blood seeped out from Curaçao's right eye.
After a moment of stalemate, the metal arm suddenly pulled out.
"ah!"
Curacao burst out with a scream, and his slender waist arched high.
Also pulled out with the metal arm was Curaçao's special right eye.
Under the 360° white light with no blind spots, the right eye is like a transparent glass ball, carefully clamped by metal claws.
Curacao's body had completely collapsed, his blue left eye widened, and his right eye was replaced by a blood-red hole.
At this time, Rum's thick mechanical sound sounded again.
"Curaçao, don't resent me."
"This is the power I have temporarily placed in you."
"Now I just take it back and use it against someone..."
…
9:00 pm, Zhibo Detective Agency.
Qin Zhibo dragged his tired body back to the third floor of the office and fell down on the sofa.
From morning to night, I experienced many things.
First, I went to the hospital to see Curacao and came up with the plan for the virtual world.
Then I went to Dr. Agasa’s house and Suzuki Building to make various preparations, and also cosplayed with Gin in the virtual world.
Finally, we met with the FBI and had a video conference with Kudo Yusaku.
A fulfilling day.
It's also a busy day.
The good news is that this time they not only resolved the undercover identity crisis of Toru Amuro and Reina Mizuno, but also convinced a member of the organization to abandon the dark side and turn to the bright side.
Curacao is a confidant of Rum, the second in command of the organization, and will definitely be able to obtain some important information in the future.
Moreover, the communication between Curacao and here is not a problem, because she knows the undercover identities of Bourbon and Gere, and any information that needs to be disclosed can be passed through these two people.
But as a result, Mizuno Reina will not be able to leave her undercover position in a short period of time.
This reminded Qin Zhibo of that classic line.
"Three years were agreed upon, three years later and another three years!"
Thinking of this, Qin Zhibo smiled slightly.
With the way time passes in this world, it is estimated that no one will be able to wait until the three-year period.
Moreover, the organization's recent actions are getting bigger and bigger, which shows that their plan should have been laid out and is not far away from being realized.
At this moment, the sound of a mobile phone vibrating came from the coat hanging on the coat rack by the door.
Qin Zhibo sat up from the sofa, took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket, and found that it was a call from Kudo Yusaku.
This made Qin Zhibo a little surprised. Didn't he just make a video call at the FBI stronghold an hour ago?
He answered the phone, and Kudo Yusaku's somewhat urgent voice came from the other end.
"Mr. Qin, Heiyu's investigation has produced results."
"What?"
Qin Zhibo was stunned for a moment, then remembered that after the previous meeting in London, the Black Feathers were assigned to Innsmouth to investigate the legend about the resurrection of Cthulhu.
"This matter is of great importance. Let's discuss it in detail when we meet."
"Please leave for Tokyo Haneda Airport immediately. Someone there will prepare your ticket to the United States."
Even Kudo Yusaku, who always remained calm, was a little nervous when he spoke at this moment.
This made Qin Zhibo also realize that the Black Feathers 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 simply pack his luggage.
After packing his luggage, he held the small suitcase in one hand, locked the door with his backhand, and walked down the stairs.
But when passing by the office on the second floor, Qin Zhibo glanced and realized that the mailbox that had not been sorted for a long time was full.
The mailbox hanging on the wall is filled with all kinds of junk flyers and letters.
Because the mailbox was full, the postman could only place a package larger than a palm next to the office door.
Qin Zhibo bent down to pick up the package and weighed it.
There seems to be a stack of paper inside, but it is slightly heavy, and it may be a commission fee.
So, Qin Zhibo first put the package in his pocket, and then went downstairs to take a taxi.
In the taxi, with the light outside the car window, he carefully studied the information on the package.
This is an international package.
The sending place is...
Hawaii?
Qin Zhibo's eyes froze when he saw this inexplicably distant place of origin.
Hawaii shouldn’t 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.
And the scenery photo on the postcard is the beautiful scenery of Hawaii.
This scene made Qin Zhibo feel a little familiar.
I seem to have received a postcard from Hawaii a long time ago.
But in this world, time may not have passed as long as I thought.
He quickly opened the plastic film and poured out the postcard inside.
These postcards are similar to the ones I received last time. They all capture the sea scenery of Hawaiian islands and the Pacific Ocean from various angles.
But the scenery photos this time may be different from last time due to the change of seasons. It can be seen that they are not the same batch of postcards.
Like last time, Qin Zhibo opened the postcards one by one to see if he could find any investigation points or other information.
After all, the original owner is a Hawaiian, so these postcards must not have been sent here from his hometown in Hawaii for no reason.
But this time, when I turned to the middle postcard, I finally saw something different from last time.
In the message area behind the postcard, there are two words written.