Jiang Xia: "..." Why did it sound like he had just finished setting Irish up? Clearly, that executive was the one having a streak of bad luck, while Uzo, who had merely happened to pass by, had simply fulfilled his duty of "maintaining his image as a righteous detective" and casually saved a patrol officer who had nearly been shot in the head...
The coffee at this shop was very good.
Jiang Xia quickly put those troublesome matters out of his mind and leisurely sipped his drink, enjoying the pleasant moment.
Halfway through, he suddenly felt that something was off: it seemed to be nighttime now.
He looked at the remaining half cup of pick-me-up coffee. After hesitating for a moment, he simply kept drinking. He had already started, after all; half a cup and a full cup were not really that different. Besides, when he thought about it carefully, insomnia at night was not a bad thing for him. At worst, he could go out for a few laps and get some air, while seeing whether any cases were calling out for a fake detective.
Just as he was thinking that, a police siren suddenly wailed from the street beyond the display window.
Jiang Xia turned to look outside and saw a police car speeding over before stopping at the red light beside the café.
Judging by its direction, it seemed to be heading to the place where someone had fallen from a building earlier.
Through the half-open car window, Jiang Xia immediately spotted several familiar faces inside. Mouri Ran and Conan sat side by side in the back, while Mouri Kogoro occupied the front passenger seat.
Behind the wheel was Sato Miwako, the haggard police beauty who had been called in to work overtime.
Jiang Xia's eyes lit