"They acted decisively. Looks like I underestimated them. I was planning to let the line run and reel in the big fish."
Xu Yue slammed the table hard enough to make the kettle jump.
Even Conan, who had come to Xu Yue for information, was startled.
"What happened? Are you sure they were from that organization?"
Conan looked anxious. He might not have cared this much before, but after Xu Yue pointed out that this could involve the organization that had shrunk him, he could no longer remain calm.
That was why he had secretly come to find Xu Yue. He believed Xu Yue would be the first to obtain useful leads.
"It should be confirmed. Only that organization operates in this kind of style."
As Xu Yue spoke, he handed over several crime scene photographs.
They showed the previously suspected security guard, Kishii, being shot dead, as well as a race car driver named Kaizuka Shiro being shot dead.
"These two were two of the three robbers. Kishii had long been under suspicion, and we even assigned people to watch him, hoping to find his accomplices. I just didn't expect his accomplices to be so brutal. He was shot dead before there was even time to react."
Xu Yue spoke in an irritated tone, making Conan's heart skip a beat.
It seemed his caution had been right after all. This organization was so ruthless even toward its own people—they simply silenced them!
"As for the race car driver who died in his own home, we found maps, plans, and a tube of lipstick in his house."
Xu Yue tapped the table calmly.
"The same kind of lipstick Miss Hiromi Masami used?"
Conan reacted quickly and immediately made the connection.
"That's right. If nothing unexpected happens, they intended to make