After arriving at Carlos’s private estate, Frank wasted no ti showing off his skills as an FBI captain.
The mont they reached the estate, he imdiately ordered a sweep of the surrounding area.
"If any suspicious individuals appear nearby, make absolutely sure before acting. Do not engage rashly!"
Frank had brought more than thirty FBI agents this ti—plenty of manpower.
The Eagle Nation’s FBI and Harrison’s MI5 Investigation Bureau held roughly the sa authority.
As long as it wasn’t a restricted area, they could move freely and expect unconditional cooperation during operations.
So when Frank showed his FBI badge, the estate’s golden gates opened without question.
Harrison followed at the rear with his team, letting out a helpless sigh.
"Damn it. Tonight’s gonna be another sleepless night."
Although Harrison hadn’t successfully captured Zhang Yang before, he knew one thing for certain—
Kaitō Kid would always appear exactly at the ti stated in the notice letter.
In Harrison’s view, coming to the estate tonight was pointless.
Bringing this many n and making a big scene was even more unnecessary.
But Frank clearly didn’t think so.
Right now, he was acting like he had been injected with adrenaline, treating this as a full-scale battle.
"Is Carlos at the estate?" Frank asked.
As one of the Eagle Nation’s top private collectors and a wealthy magnate, Carlos owned more than just one private estate.
"He’s here, Captain Frank, but please wait a mont. We’ll need to inform Mr. Carlos’s butler first."
A small patrol car soon pulled up at the gate, and out stepped Butler Clover, who politely greeted them.
"Good evening, gentlen. I’m Clover, Mr. Carlos’s butler."
"Mr. Carlos is already resting. Is there sothing urgent?"
For soone at Carlos’s level—not just wealthy, but a national council mber—
even FBI agents had to show proper respect.
"Mr. Clover, we have reason to believe that Kaitō Kid has issued a notice threatening to steal from this estate," Frank said.
Upon hearing this, Clover pulled a card from his pocket.
He had received the card earlier that evening.
But he hadn’t taken it seriously, thinking it was just so prank.
After all, the notice was delivered by a white pigeon.
Since the heist was supposedly set for tomorrow night, Clover hadn’t wanted to disturb Carlos’s rest.
He planned to report it the following day.
"Captain Frank, is this what you’re referring to?" Clover asked, handing over the card.
Harrison only gave the card a cursory glance before confirming with certainty.
"Yes, that’s Kaitō Kid’s notice."
Frank handed the card back to Clover, his expression turning grim.
"Then we’ll have to trouble Mr. Carlos tonight after all."
They weren’t just disturbing Carlos’s rest—they were also interrupting Clover’s.
anwhile, Harrison’s mind wasn’t on Frank or Clover.
Instead, he was quietly observing the estate’s layout.
It was massive, filled with flower gardens and dense trees everywhere.
To soone as elusive as Kaitō Kid, this place was basically paradise.
Harrison couldn’t help but curse inwardly.
"Shit! This terrain is a nightmare for a capture operation!"
Even getting to the gate required riding a patrol car—
that alone showed just how vast this estate really was, far surpassing many British castles Harrison had seen.
"Captain Frank, you’re certain this is Kaitō Kid’s notice letter?" Clover asked again.
Frank placed the notice back into Clover’s hand but nodded solemnly.
"This is indeed Kaitō Kid’s warning. We’re going to have to wake up Mr. Carlos."
Although Clover really didn’t want to deal with the notice letter right now, Frank was from the FBI, so he had no choice but to agree and lead them to see Carlos.
At the sa ti, many Eagle Nation netizens, after seeing Zhang Yang’s notice letter online, were already gathering around the estate.
Those who couldn’t co in person started livestreaming the scene.
"Shit! Did you guys see that? Looks like FBI agents patrolling the roadside!"
The livestream chat exploded.
[Oh my god! They actually mobilized the FBI. Is this the power of Kaitō Kid’s fa?]
[Can’t they read the ti on the notice letter? Why show up tonight already?]
[Kaitō Kid absolutely deserves the FBI’s attention. Harrison from MI5 has already failed how many tis? It’s not just luck!]
[Yo, finally soone smart. I thought foreigners were all hopelessly overconfident!]
[This estate’s massive! Must be like thirty to fifty thousand dollars per square ter, right?]
Carlos’s status in the Eagle Nation was way beyond that of ordinary tycoons and politicians.
This private estate alone had cost him hundreds of millions of dollars to build.
Even the biggest, most luxurious estates in the country hadn’t impressed him—
he insisted on building his own masterpiece.
Inside the sprawling estate, the chatroom buzzed with curiosity over what priceless treasures might be hidden there.
[Carlos’s estate is no joke. What treasure did he collect that made Kaitō Kid fly all the way from Britain?]
[Honestly, at this level, if there were aliens locked up in the basent, I wouldn’t even be surprised.]
[Carlos is not just rich, he’s also a national councilman.]
[Oh god! Kaitō Kid is crazy to target soone like this. No way the Eagle Nation will let him get away with it!]
[Nothing is impossible! No place is absolutely secure. Every ti Kaitō Kid shows up, he pulls off the impossible!]
The FBI agents patrolling nearby noticed so people filming them and imdiately approached to question them.
After learning they were livestrears who ca just to see the scene, the FBI agents could only sigh helplessly.
This operation wasn’t highly dangerous,
but if it failed, the consequences would be catastrophic.
Carlos’s high-profile identity, combined with Kaitō Kid’s massive popularity, would cause a dia storm.
A failure would an severe disciplinary action—
so of them might even get demoted to traffic patrol duty.
Inside the grand villa at the heart of the estate, Carlos stumbled sleepily into the living room.
He squinted at Frank and Harrison, rubbed his eyes, and sat down on the couch.
His butler, standing behind him, formally introduced them.
"Mr. Carlos, this is Captain Frank from the FBI."
Frank gave a respectful nod.
"Mr. Carlos, Kaitō Kid has issued a notice threatening your estate. To protect you and your collection, we need to carry out security operations inside your estate."
Frank was being deadly serious, but Carlos didn’t seem particularly concerned.
"Clover has already shown the notice letter," Carlos said casually.
"Captain Frank, I don’t think you need to worry.
I have over a hundred elite security guards in my estate, rotating on twenty-four-hour shifts."
"Each one is ard.
Do you really think Kaitō Kid could get in here?"
Carlos had heard of Kaitō Kid’s reputation, sure.
But he had even greater confidence in his own estate’s security system.
He simply couldn’t imagine anyone breaking into this fortress, much less stealing anything from it.
At that mont, Carlos’s eyes shifted toward soone standing behind Frank—
he had noticed Harrison.
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