There was a sunken hollow on the seabed. In that pit, Jiang Xia saw a shadow swaying with the currents.
Black hair drifted like seaweed. Swimming closer and looking down, he saw that a woman in a white dress had actually sunk there.
Her body was upright, quietly "standing" on the seabed. At first glance, it was rather horrifying, but on closer inspection, a rope was tied around her ankle. The hemp rope was connected to a heavy stone—the corpse had naturally floated upward, only to be tugged back by the rope halfway up, leaving it in this eerie posture.
Jiang Xia: "..." Good thing Mouri hadn't gone into the sea. They had no diving equipment right now. If she got scared and instinctively went through the usual routine, screamed underwater, and gulped down a mouthful of seawater, there would be one more person to fish out.
As he was thinking, Conan paddled over beside him and stubbornly checked the corpse's pulse.
Only after confirming that she had indeed been dead for some time did he turn back and shake his head at Jiang Xia.
The two of them surfaced again, breaking through the water.
Several heads poked out from the speedboat, asking with curiosity and nervousness, "How was it?"
"There really is a female corpse down there, weighted down by a stone at the bottom of the sea." Jiang Xia grabbed the side of the boat and climbed aboard, then casually pulled up Conan, who could not reach the railing. "Call the police."
"...A f-female corpse?!"
The young women recoiled in fright.
Kasuga Teruhiko also stared at the water, a look of disgust appearing on his face.
But soon, he remembered something and looked down at Conan. The child was staring at the sea, yet his expression was