Jiang Xia came back to his senses. "All right, this case actually isn't that difficult." He raised a hand and pointed at a banquet table nearby. "Earlier, I had a staff member bring over a miniature microphone. When Councilman Takada was shot last night, he had this thing pinned to his chest."
Inspector Megure had not even noticed when Jiang Xia had gone to find a staff member. He walked over and curiously picked up the brooch-sized microphone for a look. "What's wrong with this microphone?"
While he held the thing and studied it, Conan looked up and met Jiang Xia's gaze. Then, the elementary school student, whose presence among the adults was minimal, quietly ran over to the dark-skinned Little Pigtail and tugged at his trouser leg.
Little Pigtail lowered his head to look at him. "?" When had a kid snuck into the venue? Should he tell the police and have this guy thrown out?
Conan had no idea what was going through the man's head.
He gave Little Pigtail a mysterious smile, then lowered his voice like a mastermind behind the scenes. "That Remote Control is in your hands, isn't it?"
Little Pigtail: "!"
Not far away, Jiang Xia was still discussing the miniature microphone with Inspector Megure. "This banquet hall uses the latest lighting system. It can automatically track its target, which is very convenient."
Inspector Megure stared at the little device in confusion. "What does this have to do with the case?"
"Of course it does, and a great deal at that," Jiang Xia said. "For example, it was one of the Murder Weapons used to assassinate Councilman Takada."
"I see... Wait, Councilman Takada?!" Inspector Megure's heart skipped a beat. "Did you get that wrong? The killer was targeting President Ishimoto. Councilman Takada was