Yukitani Daisuke's laughter came from the bottom of his heart.
Beside him, Conan listened to his words, every single one of them making his heart pound.
Sergeant Anna looked at Yukitani Daisuke's delighted face, the corner of her eye twitching. She could not stand watching any longer.
She took a transparent Evidence Bag from one of her subordinates and asked Jiang Xia loudly enough for Yukitani Daisuke to hear, "As you suggested, we carefully searched the victim's clothing and found some hairs like these—they should have been accidentally left behind by the murderer who carried him upstairs. Unfortunately, we do not have any suspicious individuals to compare them against for now."
Jiang Xia spoke at the same volume, sounding thoughtful. "The color and length of this hair do look very familiar. Just like..."
The two of them turned their heads in unison and looked at Yukitani Daisuke.
"..." The smile gradually vanished from Yukitani Daisuke's face. "Hair? What hair?"
Sergeant Anna waved the photos her subordinates had sent to her phone. "There were two buttons on the victim's hood, and these hairs were caught on them. They were the same color as the clothing, so they were inconspicuous and easy for certain 'elite individuals' to overlook."
Watching Yukitani Daisuke's confidence crumble, she once again experienced the usefulness of detectives, and it felt wonderful. "We hope you can provide us with some hair for comparison. And while you are at it, perhaps explain why a successful man like you, with no connection whatsoever to the victim, left fresh hairs on him."
Yukitani Daisuke clenched his fists in disbelief. "I... I actually left traces of myself on a jacket as trashy as that..."
Haibara Ai looked up at him and raised a hand to yawn. Based on Jiang Xia's usual case-solving process,