Ai, Did You Get the Wrong Script Today?

Luckily, he had felt before leaving that nothing good ever came from going out with Fujino.

So he had casually brought his gloves along too.

Otherwise, he would probably have had to swallow his pride and ask Fujino to lend him some again!

Conan silently gave himself a thumbs-up for his foresight, then studied the corpse and muttered his deduction. "A sharp weapon pierced the carotid artery, then cut straight through... Most of the blood is on the sofa. It looks like he was cut with a sharp weapon while sleeping on the sofa..."

Ai Haibara stood by the door, quietly examining the corpse without the slightest ripple in her eyes.

The little witch had no particular opinion about the person she had cursed to death.

Once you had seen enough dead people, they stopped being remarkable.

She could just leave this sort of thing to Conan and Fujino, the two detectives.

She did not really need to put in much effort.

But then she suddenly thought that if she could find some clue...

Fujino would definitely reward her, right?

Thinking that, she touched the hair clip by her ear and nodded as though confirming it.

Then she slowly walked forward, shoved both hands into her pockets, glanced over the corpse, and said evenly, "Judging by the location of the cut, he should have been lying on his side at the time."

"If he had been facing upward, the wound would definitely have been on the right side or in the middle. The wound on the left clearly resulted from the killer cutting wherever was convenient. If the killer had moved his body, he would definitely have awakened from such light sleep."

As she spoke, she lowered her eyes and touched her small chin. "But judging from how cleanly it