"..." Jiang Xia thought for a moment, but ultimately said nothing: it was already difficult to return the way they had come, so they might as well continue deeper into the cave and find another way out.
—Judging by the current trend, there should be something good over there.
Conan, Mouri Ran, and Suzuki Sonoko saw Nakamura Sachiko's strange condition. After asking what had happened, they suddenly realized something was wrong—the seawater had already washed over and soaked their ankles.
"...We need to leave quickly. The later it gets, the harder it'll be to get out!"
Just as they were about to take Nakamura Sachiko to the boat, there was suddenly a loud crash.
The sea surged, pouring in from outside, then building up in the narrow cave. A wave slammed down hard, overturning the boat beside them with a splash and sending it flipping toward them.
As soon as he turned around, Mouri Ran saw a shadow descending over her.
Startled, she lunged forward and knocked Nakamura Sachiko aside. The old boat scraped past them and smashed against the hard rocks. It clattered twice, and a palm-sized crack split open in its hull.
Suzuki Sonoko froze, heartbroken. "What kind of quality is this boat?!"
Jiang Xia sighed. "It was a boat for hauling trash to begin with. It's been exposed to the wind and sun for years, so it's normal that nobody maintained it... Once we get out, we'll buy the owner a new one."
Conan looked at the sea, then at the darkness deep within the cave. His expression grew grave as well. "Let's figure out how to get out first."
Mouri Ran supported Nakamura Sachiko, her face pale with guilt. "I shouldn't have dodged. I should've tried to catch it."
Jiang Xia: "..." Calm down. You