Suzuki Sonoko failed to notice Mouri Ran's hesitant expression in time. Satisfied, she flipped through her Memo. "I learned a lot from her!"
Mouri Ran immediately grew suspicious. "What did you learn? Don't go down the wrong path... Let me see your phone!"
"How is this the wrong path? It's just a few little tricks." Suzuki Sonoko blushed, embarrassed at the thought of leading her innocent childhood friend astray. She stretched out her arm and held the phone far away. "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. I didn't write anything especially bad."
A few meters behind them, Jiang Xia watched the two behaving so strangely and slowly tilted his head. "...?"
He couldn't make sense of it.
But there was no Killing Intent, and no Ghosts. The two girls seemed perfectly safe... so Jiang Xia quickly lost interest. When he reached his room, he said goodbye to Suzuki Sonoko and Mouri Ran, then went inside.
Suzuki Sonoko and Mouri Ran's room was farther ahead.
Though both had been so absorbed in their own thoughts that a slight misunderstanding had arisen between them, Mouri Ran and Suzuki Sonoko had known each other for years. In the end, they managed to clear up the miscommunication.
"You mean Masumi might be the killer in both cases?" Suzuki Sonoko could hardly believe it. "That makes no sense. She only came here to be a model, and she wasn't planning to become part of the company's upper management. Why would she get involved in this?"
Mouri Ran shook her head. "I don't know either. It's just a feeling... I hope I'm wrong."
Their emotions were complicated, and for a while, neither spoke. They decided to ask Jiang Xia about it tomorrow.
But as soon as they rounded the corner, they suddenly saw someone