In the cockpit of the Ferris wheel, Curaçao, with one hand handcuffed to the armrest, stared blankly at the scenery below, feeling confused.
Opposite her, Kazami Yuya held a gun in his right hand, with a cold face and his eyes fixed on her.
However, contrary to his cold and serious expression, Yuya Kazami felt a little anxious at this time.
The cabin they are in will soon reach its highest point, and the Ferris wheel will soon complete half of its journey. Why does the woman in front of me still not react at all?
Could it be that Mr. Furitani's guess was wrong?
However, this woman did fall into a coma on the Ferris wheel during the day...
Was it actually just an accident at that time?
Or are they missing something?
Kazami Yu was also thinking, and Curaçao was in a daze in confusion.
Neither of them noticed that as their cabin gradually rose to the highest point, the five-color neon light beams outside the Ferris wheel were about to converge.
"It's almost done."
At the same time, Belmode, who had been monitoring the situation of the Ferris wheel in the cafe below, put down the night vision binoculars in his hand and opened the communication with Gin.
"Qin, make one last confirmation and start taking action in three minutes."
"I can turn on the silent mode at any time, Chianti." Gin's voice came from the headphones.
"OK~"
Here, after finally confirming the time of action with Gin, Belmod picked up the telescope again and looked at the cockpit where Curacao was.
And this look happened to allow her to witness an interesting scene.
In the cockpit at this time, Curaçao, who was originally motionless, seemed to be suddenly violently stimulated. She covered her head and tried desperately to break free from the handcuffs holding her.
At this time, the five-color neon light poles outside the Ferris wheel have gathered together.
【here we go! Mr. Fukitani’s guess is correct! 】
Kazami Yuya, who was sitting opposite her, watched this scene, feeling ecstatic. He immediately stood up and pointed a gun at Curacao, who was struggling.
"Hey! Calm down! Don't move!"
I don't know if his words had an effect. Curacao suddenly trembled and slumped in his seat, seemingly unconscious again and motionless.
"What happened? Fainted again?"
Doubtful in his heart, Feng Jian Yuya stepped forward and wanted to pull Curacao up.
However, at this moment, Curacao, who seemed to be unconscious, suddenly burst into flames, grabbed the handrail with both hands to support his center of gravity, and directly used a scissor kick to clamp the unsuspecting Yuya Kazami, slamming his head against the bulkhead. .
"Boom!"
With a heavy muffled sound, Kazami Yuya passed out without even having time to scream.
"idiot."
After muttering something in a low voice, Curacao reached out and touched Yuya Kazami's jacket pocket, took out the key and opened the handcuffs that held her.
At this moment, she was exuding a cold aura, completely different from her silly and cute look just now.
"Really...a lot of things happened..."
After briefly recalling the day and night when he lost his memory, Curaçao smiled subconsciously.
But Curacao soon came to her senses. She first glanced at the police everywhere under the Ferris wheel, then took out Yuya Kazami's mobile phone and dialed a number.
At the same moment, in the coffee shop, Belmod's cell phone rang.
"This number..."
Looking at the unfamiliar number on his phone, Belmode, who had been paying attention to the situation in the cockpit, immediately understood who was calling.
"Long time no see, Belmode." Curacao said as soon as he answered the phone.
"Congratulations on regaining your memory, Curacao."
"How are you going to pick me up? There are police all over here now." Curacao asked directly without any unnecessary nonsense.
"Don't worry, Qin will pick you up soon. You just need to wait in the cockpit."
"Really……"
Curacao hung up the phone without asking any more questions.
Belmode didn't care either. She put down her phone and looked at the countdown of the last few seconds on the computer screen in front of her.
"Qin, get ready, it's about to start."
After her words fell, as the countdown reached zero, the lights in the cafe instantly went out.
"well?"
"What's going on? Is there a power outage?"
"what happens?"
"Look outside! It's stopped outside!"
Not only in the cafe, but also in the entire aquarium, except for the dolphin show hall not far away, the lights of all other facilities stopped at this moment.
"What exactly is going on?"
"It can't be a simple power outage, right?"
In the darkness, Belmod put on his night vision goggles, put away his computer, walked through the panicked crowd, and quietly left the cafe.
Mission accomplished, it was time for her to leave.
"..."
In the cockpit of the Ferris wheel, moonlight filtered in. Curacao sat on the seat and looked down at the white dolphin pendant in his hand.
Her eyes were very gentle, the kind of cautious tenderness, as if what she held in her hands was something more important than her own life.
There was a faint sound of propellers in her ears, and Curacao subconsciously looked up. Unfortunately, in the dark night, she could not see anything.
But she knew very well that this organization was coming to pick her up.
"I'm going back again..."
Looking down at the dolphin pendant in his hand, Curacao smiled again, and the cold aura on his body seemed to completely melt at this moment.
She decided.
She left the organization and wanted to chase her own color!
Quickly opening the top door of the cockpit, Curacao reached the top of the cabin, and then jumped to the top of the next cockpit.
And this scene was seen by Conan who happened to climb on the Ferris wheel.
"Is it her? Curacao?"
Has her memory really recovered?
It seems that his previous guess was correct. Curacao's brain is extremely special. With a special "key", she can recall what she has remembered at any time.
And this special "key" is the five-color deck of white, orange, blue, green, and red that Curacao carries with him.
At the same time, this is also the color of the five-color neon lights outside the Ferris wheel.
This is why Curacao had a headache and fell into coma on the Ferris wheel during the day.
In the same way, it is night now, and the light pillars of the five-color neon lights are clearer than during the day. When the five-color light pillars gather in front of Curacao's eyes, it is the time when Curacao completely regains its memory!
Conan was about to chase after him, but found that there was an unknown person lying in the cockpit where Curaçao was originally.
"hateful!"
After a moment of hesitation, Conan gave up chasing Curacao and rushed towards the cockpit.
"Uncle! Are you okay? Wake up!"
Jumping into the cockpit, Conan shook Yuya Kazami who was unconscious on the floor.
"Click! Click!"
At this moment, the cockpit suddenly shook violently, and with the sound of metal breaking, Conan felt as if the entire cabin was rising!
"What the hell is this...?!"
Conan looked up and saw an Osprey rotorcraft using its mechanical claw to pull the entire cabin directly off the Ferris wheel!
Hey, hey, hey, isn't this too exaggerated, you guys?
"Caught!"
On the gyrocopter, Chianti shouted excitedly, and in the other pilot's seat next to her, Cohen nodded silently.
"Hmph." Behind the two of them, Gin smiled softly and said, "Okay, let's raise the altitude immediately and prepare to evacuate."
It can be seen that he was very happy with the smooth success of this operation.
"Got it, get up right away~"
"Wait a minute." At this moment, Cohen suddenly said: "At eight o'clock, there seems to be a figure moving on the Ferris wheel."
"What?" Gin frowned slightly when he heard this, and immediately ordered Vodka beside him: "Vodka, immediately use the thermal imaging camera to confirm the situation in the cabin."
"yes."
With one operation on the instrument, the situation in the cockpit is transmitted to the screen of the thermal imaging camera.
Vodka looked at the screen carefully and shouted quickly: "Big, big brother! There is only one man and child in the cabin! Curacao is not in it!"
“Curaçao…”
When Gin heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and invisible murderous intent gradually spread from his body. Feeling this cold murderous intent, Vodka, Chianti, and Cohen subconsciously even breathed softer.
"Throw away the pod immediately."
"Okay, okay."
