Because Xu Yue had swiftly cut through the mess and directly identified the "criminal," laying out the evidence, motive, and ability to commit the crime one by one, Conan had barely been given any time to react.
This case had truly ended quite pleasantly.
Although after leaving the art museum, Conan vaguely felt that something was off, as if he had overlooked something, after Xu Yue slipped him a little something and blew up his clothes, he forgot all his worries.
He felt as though he were floating in a sea of egg tarts, soaring into the sky, lightheaded with bliss.
"Ever since I ate Officer Sato's cooking, what on earth were those things I used to eat?"
Kogoro Mouri collapsed into his chair with an ecstatic expression, his tie and clothes completely undone, his face full of intoxicated reminiscence.
"Well, I'm terribly sorry about that."
Still immersed in the lingering delight on her taste buds, Ran Mouri gave her father a gentle smile.
For no apparent reason, Kogoro Mouri shuddered and sat bolt upright.
"Cough, cough. What I mean is, Ran, you could learn a thing or two from Officer Sato."
Kogoro Mouri's survival instincts were strong, and he had learned to change the subject.
"I don't mind, but I'm afraid Shinichi might get jealous."
Xu Yue casually glanced at Conan, who had just snapped back to his senses, and teased him with a smile.
Ran immediately blushed as well, abandoning the thought that had just begun to tempt her. Right, if that idiot Shinichi found out, he would definitely misunderstand something.
"Don't worry. I've got plenty of free time lately. If I'm free, I'll come hang around your detective agency."
Xu Yue gave them a reassuring smile, making Sato Miwako, who was licking the plate beside them, pout