Suzuki Sonoko had never let a question trouble her for too long—if she couldn't figure it out, she simply stopped thinking about it. She quickly nodded to herself: There was no point in making wild guesses. Once they knew Poushi Qinglan a little better, she could just ask her directly.
She quickly came back to herself and checked the time. "Let's go upstairs first."
The group made their way into the building.
As they walked, one sharp-eyed high school student turned around and secretly glanced at Jiang Xia.
Hattori Heiji: "..." Why did it feel like Jiang Xia was especially interested in Miss Poushi Qinglan? Could Jiang Xia actually like that type?
Gossip was human nature, and when male and female high school students got nosy, they were equally dedicated.
Thinking of this, Hattori Heiji turned to look at Poushi Qinglan, then at Jiang Xia, then at Toyama Kazuha, and suddenly let out a breath of relief.
Toyama Kazuha looked at him inexplicably. "Why are you breathing at me? Got a problem?"
"I can't even breathe now?" Hattori Heiji instinctively snapped back, though he was puzzled himself.
He absentmindedly spun the hat on his head. What did Jiang Xia's preferences have to do with him? Instead of letting his mindset wander, he should hurry up and think of a way to catch Kid—the Phantom Thief. Though he could never solve murder cases faster than Jiang Xia, Jiang Xia had always seemed uninterested in matters involving Phantom Thieves.
Phantom Thief cases and murder cases did sound like two entirely different kinds of cases. But solving a Phantom Thief's riddles was still solving riddles. By that logic, it counted as winning himself one chance to think freely around Jiang Xia... As he thought about it, fierce fighting spirit lit up in