Conan tried to piece the clues together in his mind.
Before he could figure anything out, a young officer's startled voice suddenly came from downstairs. "Is this blood? This is blood, right?!"
Jiang Xia walked around to the balcony and looked downstairs. It was where the incident had just taken place. Usually pitch-black, it was now brightly illuminated by the street lamps.
White lines marked where the body had once lain. Two or three meters away, Officer Takagi and a young officer were huddled together, examining something on the wall.
"Let's go take a look."
Jiang Xia turned and headed out. The moment he opened the door, he saw a familiar face. Hashimoto Maya stood outside, seemingly still hesitating over whether to enter.
Conan froze, then pinched his voice. "Mister, are you following us?"
Hashimoto Maya: "?!!" How could he use a sneaky word like "following" to smear an innocent man!
Heh, what a sinister colleague. So the infighting had already begun.
But he was just a child; it was normal for him to be unable to keep his cool. Little did he know, the more anxious he acted, the more likely he was to arouse Jiang Xia's suspicions.
While mentally giving the child's head a fierce hammering, Hashimoto Maya put on the innocent smile of an ordinary citizen and said to Jiang Xia, "I saw you leave, so I came over to see if I could help. But it's someone else's room, so I didn't feel right just going in..."
As he spoke, he glanced at Conan, trying to use a casual little gesture to draw Jiang Xia's attention to him and remind him that this child had barged into someone's room at such a young age. He was clearly the sort of lawless brat raised by criminals, utterly