Suzuki Sonoko was only making an offhand remark; she did not truly think magic existed in the world. She exclaimed, "So that's what 'walking there' meant—Uncle, all those mechanisms you set up in the Museum are useless now."
Jirokichi Suzuki: "..." Which side are you on, kid?
He gritted his teeth as he watched Kid stroll forward on the surveillance feed. He had to admit that the guy who had stolen his headlines did have some skill—if he had known, he should have installed a few capture nets on the Helicopters instead of putting Cameras everywhere to make filming his autobiography easier.
But then again, why could a human walk through the air so easily without any support at all?
The enormous question made Jirokichi Suzuki tilt his head toward Jiang Xia.
But after hesitating for a moment, he ultimately said nothing. Asking a little kid for help would be far too embarrassing. Besides, yesterday he seemed to have said this was a showdown between himself and Kid, and that he did not need a Detective's help...
"This is No. 3 Helicopter!" Following Jirokichi Suzuki's orders, No. 3 Helicopter had tailed Kid and reported the situation in real time:
"Kid is currently above the Museum's back courtyard! At his current pace, he'll reach the Blue Miracle Golden Statue in less than a minute!"
Steady, unnerving footsteps rang out as Kid quickly reached the airspace above the Museum. With his hands in his pockets, he leisurely turned a corner, circled past the Tower's spire, and looked toward the golden goddess statue before him, which held a blue gem aloft.
The Pilots' voices turned shrill over the radio. "Boss, he's less than ten meters from the Blue Miracle!"
"Haha! He got there so easily." Suzuki Sonoko popped the thief's Champagne in advance,