Conan clenched his fist in frustration. What was hardest to bear was that before That Lord sent his secretary to find him, he had known absolutely nothing of his existence.
Conan: "..." Just thinking about how the other man had leisurely waited to be discovered by a detective, while he, his opponent, had remained foolishly oblivious the entire time. Until That Lord finally ran out of patience and personally sent a secretary to politely remind him...
Alongside his anger, Conan, a genius Detective who had never suffered a setback before encountering the organization, could not help but feel an irrepressible sense of shame. Shame! This level of leniency from an opponent was a Detective's lifelong shame!
The first-year elementary school student's expression was exceptionally grim.
However, because of the difference in height, ordinary people had to deliberately lower their heads to find Conan's face if they wanted to see his expression. Therefore, aside from Haibara Ai, who was at the same eye level as him, no one noticed these subtle abnormalities for the time being.
As for Sergeant Anna, she was still too shocked by the criminal's cold-bloodedness to notice anything else—though she had indeed heard of homicidal maniacs who did not regard humans as people, hearing about them was one thing. Encountering one herself was, as expected, quite a rare experience.
A few seconds later, she snapped out of Jiang Xia's words and looked at Komatsu Hitoshi. "Please bring over the friend Jiang Xia mentioned. We need him to cooperate with the investigation."
Komatsu Hitoshi was equally shocked. "You're overthinking this, aren't you? How could Yukitani possibly be the killer? He's a winner in life. Why would he need to target me?"
"No one said he was the killer. We just want to ask him a few questions,"