Putting the clues together, Conan began to think.
But the more he thought about it, the less he understood how this case had been carried out.
He then suggested, "We won't figure anything out just standing here and thinking. Why don't we go take a look at the pool where it happened?"
As he spoke, he flashed Fujino a sincere smile. "I'm right, aren't I, Brother Fujino?"
Fujino said nothing and merely nodded.
Mrs. Okuhira glanced out the window, her expression worried. "But it's still raining..."
"We still need to investigate what needs investigating." Fujino casually pulled several black rain capes from his pocket and draped one over himself as he spoke.
Mrs. Okuhira stared at the huge pile of rain capes Fujino had pulled out, her eyes filled with endless confusion.
Why would a detective carry so many black rain capes when going out?
Was that even reasonable?
Still, she ultimately did not think too much about it. She was getting on in years and could not withstand the cold and damp, so she asked a passing maid to accompany them.
Fujino handed out the black cape-style raincoats, then turned and led the raincoat-clad group toward the pool.
He did not care about the rain.
When the heavens wanted to rain, no one could stop them. People could not change the weather.
Did rain mean they should stop investigating?
Since the client had paid, they still had to investigate the case.
Heavy rain poured outside, while figures in black raincoats gathered together in a remarkably imposing scene.
With raincoats, there was naturally no need for umbrellas in such gloomy weather. The maid also received a black raincoat from Fujino, keeping their formation uniform.
The moment they stepped out of the villa, they could see the large pool in