Jodie drove in silence, not saying a word.
Conan broke out in a cold sweat over this FBI agent's ability to process new developments, then uncharacteristically said considerately, "There's no rush right now. We still have some distance to go before we reach the outskirts, and your final arrest location must be somewhere deserted, right? It just so happens that I need to take some time to solve a case. Once I'm done, I hope you'll calm down and listen carefully to what I have to say."
Without waiting for her reply, Conan pressed his earpiece, adjusted the microphone, and shifted his attention remotely to the Full Moon ship.
Only then did Jodie finally snap out of it. She glanced at Conan, her feelings indescribably complicated. "Take some time to solve a case?"
Conan nodded. "To be honest, Vermouth's attitude toward me has been a little strange. I'm not sure why either. If we run into her later, I hope you can help me ask her about it.
"Anyway, tonight Vermouth deliberately sent me an Invitation Letter to deal with Haibara. Her goal was probably to lure me onto the ship.
"To lower her guard, I had a friend disguise himself as me and board the ship. But he has an accent and no acting skills, so I'm worried he'll give himself away. I'll have to use a Voice Changer to help him with the deductions later, so don't be too surprised by what you hear."
If she drove into another building like she had just now, things would get troublesome. He might not have time to warn her again while he was busy solving the case.
"Come to think of it..." Conan sighed, unable to stop himself from muttering inwardly.
"Teacher Jodie chased Vermouth all the way from the