Jiang Xia noticed several tickets fall at his feet.
He casually picked them up and walked over to join the conversation. "Did you drop these?"
"Ah, y-yes." Takamori Masumi was like a mouse confronting a cat. She forced herself to look calm, but inwardly, she wanted nothing more to do with the Great Detective in front of her.
She glanced at what Jiang Xia was holding and saw that it was nothing essential, so she did not go over to take it. Smiling to cover it up, she said, "Our company is hosting a fashion show. These are tickets for it, including food and lodging. I heard the venue is a French-style villa built by a wealthy man in the last century. You can come take a look if you have time—I still need to prepare for the show, so I'll be going now."
After saying that, she checked her watch as though she were in a hurry, dragged along the enormous Suitcase she had just bought, and strode away.
After walking some distance, Takamori Masumi secretly looked back.
When she saw that the group of classmates had not followed her, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. The instant she rounded the corner, she sped up and jogged away.
At the mall.
Mouri Ran and Suzuki Sonoko were still eagerly studying the ticket.
"Putuo Clothing Design Company? Masumi works there as a model?" Suzuki Sonoko recalled the information she had seen while helping her sister pick out a wedding dress. "I remember that although this company isn't very large, it has an excellent reputation among its clients. The wedding dresses they design are actually beautiful. It's just a pity that they haven't fully made a name for themselves yet, so they're still some distance away from being a