After speaking, Kid saw that Inspector Megure showed no suspicion and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Detectives are so useful. If I'd known, I should've pretended to be a good detective in front of the Metropolitan Police Department too, so I could gather intel.
Kid: "..." But to become a detective who could talk to the police, it seemed he first had to solve a few bizarre Murder Cases. Yet he really did not encounter that many Murder Cases in his daily life... Wait, did that mean that to become a detective, he first needed a Case Magnet Constitution like the Grim Reaper's?
And if "Great Detective Kaito Kuroba" happened to disappear every time he committed a theft, the police would probably grow suspicious before long... Forget it, forget it.
After thinking it over briefly, Kid immediately dismissed the idea.
Kid: "..." It was better to remain an ordinary genius high school student, just like he was now. He could get information from Jiang Xia to wash... Hm? Wouldn't that mean he owed Jiang Xia even more favors? Detectives and Phantom Thieves were supposed to be natural enemies, so why did it feel like they were gradually becoming accomplices...
The Phantom Thief who hated detectives rubbed his chin and fell into brief thought.
Since they could not find Scorpion's whereabouts or obtain any further clues, the case's progress temporarily stalled.
Everyone spent the night on the ship, each harboring their own thoughts.
A large number of police officers bustled back and forth through the corridor. It was Christmas Eve, and no further incidents occurred until they reached Tokyo.
When daylight came the next day, the police returned to the Metropolitan Police Department with the photographer's body and various pieces of evidence.
The others planned to split into several