After catching up to Jiang Xia, Conan reached out and tugged at his hem, quietly reminding him, "There are too many people here. Don't knock anyone out here—you'll get filmed."
Jiang Xia: "...?"
He stopped and looked down at Conan, seeming to want to say something but holding back.
Fortunately, Conan figured it out himself a moment later—he suddenly remembered that, aside from suspicious people, there seemed to be other reasons someone might act sneakily near a TV station.
...For example, Mouri Kogoro, who was tailing a mistress.
...Or certain celebrities.
As he hesitated, Jiang Xia had already walked up behind the woman and called softly, "Miss Yoko."
"!!"
The furtive Kinoshita Yoko jumped in fright and froze stiff: even bundled up this tightly, she had still been recognized. She thought she had alerted fans lurking nearby.
Only a moment later did she suddenly realize, "..." That sounded... like Jiang Xia?
She tightened her scarf and cautiously turned around. Sure enough, it was Jiang Xia. Kinoshita Yoko patted her chest and let out a heavy sigh of relief. "You scared me! I thought I was about to have to work overtime again... Hurry, come inside."
She opened the door to the lounge beside them and grabbed Jiang Xia, whisking him inside in one swift motion.
Conan: "..." Why were you so practiced at that?
Muttering to himself, he darted in after them. He was no less practiced than Kinoshita Yoko, and he did not get caught in the door.
Inside the lounge.
Jiang Xia looked over the tightly bundled-up Kinoshita Yoko and felt that this wildly popular celebrity must have taken some sort of mandatory disguise course. If not for Xiao Bai's sharp eyes, he might not have recognized her right away either.
He recalled the case from earlier.