The moment Poushi Qinglan opened the door, she was startled to find Jiang Xia's face outside. Her eyelid twitched, and the Killing Intent that had loosened around her instantly tightened again.
Jiang Xia's gaze swept over her, and he invited her amiably, "We're planning to play some playing cards. Join us if you're free."
"..." Poushi Qinglan frowned, her first instinct was to refuse.
As the thought flashed through her mind, she froze slightly, surprised to realize that she actually resisted being in the same space as Jiang Xia.
That unfamiliar sense of fear instead heightened her vigilance—she was Scorpion, the woman who made even Interpol tremble at the mere mention of her name. Yet now she actually wanted to avoid a high school student who had nothing but good luck going for him. What was that supposed to mean?
An assassin could never fear getting close to her target. And no matter how she looked at it, an activity that brought people closer, like playing cards, was a perfect chance to make Jiang Xia lower his guard.
Very soon, under Suzuki Sonoko's disappointed gaze, Poushi Qinglan smiled. "All right, give me a moment."
She turned and went back into her room to pack her handbag.
The doorway immediately cleared, revealing the television cabinet directly opposite it.
Conan glanced inside casually and suddenly spotted a photo frame resting on the television cabinet. Its back faced them, so he could not see the photo inside, only several letters written on the back.
"...Grigori?"
Conan muttered as he read it aloud.
Following his gaze, Suzuki Sonoko also noticed the photo frame on the cabinet.
She paused and began to think: She had taken out the photo frame and displayed it as soon as she entered the room. It seemed that this photo