Tell Vermouth Conan's Identity

"Could you tell us what happened at the time?" The police had already begun their investigation.

"How are you feeling now?"

Mori Kogoro had rushed over as well. The moment he heard that his daughter had gotten caught up in another terrifying murder case, he worried something might have happened to her and hurried here right away.

"You don't need to worry about me. I'm fine. I think this may have been a robbery gone wrong, but I don't know who did it." Ran frowned.

Conan had followed them over. The first thing that came to his mind when he saw the case was whether Hyuga Matsuba had done this too.

"Kid, why do you keep staring at me like that? Do you think I did this?" Hyuga Matsuba sighed.

"Stop messing around. We were together the whole time before, so no matter what you say, we won't believe you." Ran recalled what had happened last time.

Conan was furious. Ever since that incident at the department store, for some reason, no one at home believed what he said anymore, and they were no longer as warm toward him as before.

"So you mean the perpetrator has already left?" The police were in a difficult spot.

In a situation like this, the scope of the investigation would have to expand considerably.

"But don't you have security cameras here?" the inspector suddenly turned and asked.

"We don't have those here."

Forget about there being no surveillance cameras now—even if there had been, they would definitely have been destroyed before the crime.

"This case is really a bit troublesome now." Inspector Megure sighed.

"But the position of the body is a little suspicious. If she had really encountered some thug, why did she fall outward?"

The little guy noticed that difference at