They hadn't expected to still be one step too late. Hyuga Shin had actually acted so quickly and killed the man.
"Don't talk nonsense. He killed himself," Shin said with a shrug.
The man's death could indeed be considered suicide. When he fired at Shin, Vector Manipulation rebounded the bullet, which then pierced his head. It truly counted as suicide.
Shin leaned against the car while Conan and Heiji Hattori glared furiously at him.
"Come on, you two. I already told you, I didn't kill this guy. Why won't you believe me?"
"Genta, Mitsuhiko, what exactly happened? Can you tell me?" Conan did not trust Shin and instead questioned Genta and Mitsuhiko.
He was certain that this man had been killed by Hyuga Shin.
Damn it. Being just a little too late had cost someone their life. Even if the man was a murderer, even if he was not a good person, Conan would not allow him to be killed. That was the justice in Conan's heart.
"This man shot at Brother Shin, and then somehow, he shot himself dead," Mitsuhiko said.
Mitsuhiko had seen it clearly. All he saw was the man fire his gun, then die himself. Shin had not laid a hand on him.
"Is that so?" Heiji frowned.
Heiji looked toward Conan and saw that Conan was still staring coldly at Shin.
Shin was displeased at being watched like a criminal.
"Conan, I don't like being stared at like that. It makes me uncomfortable. Besides, even if I really did kill him, it would only have been self-defense."
"So you admit it?" Conan clenched his fists angrily.
"Admit what? What evidence do you have that proves I killed him? Everything requires evidence, right, little detective Conan?"
Conan gritted his teeth. There truly was no evidence. Even