Okiya Subaru was sheepishly taken back into custody.
It was not until he left the warehouse and followed the detective and police back to the crime scene on the 7th Floor that he finally recovered from the terrifying experience he had just endured.
Okiya Subaru discreetly surveyed the other high school and elementary school students in the crowd whom he had met a few times before.
Then he found that the good news was that Mouri Ran apparently had not recognized the suspected murderer before her—the prop department intern from the production crew—as Okiya Subaru, the Tokyo graduate student.
The bad news, however, was that, perhaps it was just his imagination, Okiya Subaru kept feeling that the two first-year elementary school students beside Jiang Xia were looking at him strangely. Their gazes grew stranger and stranger, as though they had vaguely recognized him too.
Okiya Subaru: "..." Uzo had clearly not even appeared, yet he felt freedom slipping further and further away... Why was he still getting dragged into cases even without Uzo?
...Damn Case Magnet Constitution. If he could live his life over again, he would definitely be an utterly ordinary person in his next life.
"..." No, no, talk of a next life was far too ominous. Come to think of it, there really wasn't any U...
Smack!
Okiya Subaru slapped himself on the head, cutting off this endless train of wild thoughts—if he kept speculating blindly, he would surely lose his mind.
For now, he could only cling firmly to his belief: There was no Uzo. As long as Uzo had not actually appeared before his eyes, then there was no Uzo... There definitely was not!
Beside him, Conan silently observed Okiya Subaru.
After recognizing this man from Tokyo, Conan had indeed suspected that he might