Chapter 3692: 3675 [Great Detective Curacao] Requesting Monthly Votes o(〃'▽'〃)o
—Police and explosions really weren't anything to be afraid of.
But once those two words were linked to "Uzo," a comedy that would send the cops scrambling instantly took on the shape of a nightmare.
Sure enough, unlike those idiots who knew nothing about Uzo, the brothers and sisters in the Passerby Mutual Aid Association understood the importance of this intel very well.
Well, except for some brainless ones.
Chianti: [What kind of cringe nonsense is this, Vodka? Did you steal a poem Gin wrote?]
Vodka: "..."
Why had something like this infiltrated my Passerby Mutual Aid Association? The lower limit of intelligence had been dragged down!
Fortunately, not every sniper was brainless. Korn: [It's a bombing warning letter. Read it together with the three-year-old cold case Vodka posted earlier.]
Chianti: [Is that so? I'll go look through it.]
The public chat briefly fell silent.
Vodka looked and looked, waiting for the others to speak, but aside from Chianti treating this place like a chat group, no one else made a sound.
"..." Damn Riddlers. What else could they do besides lurk?
In order to promote the organization's flourishing prosperity, Vodka complained as he silently put up a reward of one Uzo Coin for an analysis of the Invitation Letter.
—If he remembered correctly, Curacao had lost several more bets, and the Uzo Coins in her possession should have been nearly depleted.
However, contrary to expectations, the first person to speak after the reward was posted was Chianti again.
Chianti: [This needs analysis? Didn't the guy who sent the Invitation Letter write it himself? "I am an MLB Player who excels at both pitching and batting"—so he's a player in the MLB.]
[And he also said he'd wait for the