Conan was not as sensitive to the Organization's presence as Haibara Ai. Compared to the commotion in the corridor, something else piqued his curiosity more.
Everyone seemed afraid to mention that arrogant Real Estate Agent, so Conan looked at the projectionist, the only one who had snapped back at him earlier. "Does that guy come to this Movie Theater often?"
"Yeah." The projectionist looked troubled as well. "He's been coming every day lately. And every time he shows up, some punks start fighting in the Cinema."
Only after Zhangtian Zhengci entered the Screening Hall did the sales clerk cautiously poke her head out again. Indignant, she said, "The timing is too perfect. He must have hired those people—he wants to force us to shut down this Cinema!"
The old manager seemed to have resigned himself to their fate more than the other three Cinema staff members. He helplessly soothed her, "All right, all right. Don't say things like that without evidence, or he'll turn around and accuse us of slander."
"Evidence..." The sales clerk suddenly remembered something, and her gaze landed on Jiang Xia.
Jiang Xia: "?"
The sales clerk looked him up and down, her eyes lighting up. "I remember you're supposed to be a very famous Detective. Could you perhaps..."
"The Cinema is closing tomorrow, and that guy didn't hire any little thugs today. Even if a Detective wanted to investigate, there'd be nothing to find. It would just be a waste of money." A voice from behind interrupted the commission she was about to make.
The college student audience member who had been fidgeting in the Screening Hall earlier walked over. Holding a digital Camera, he clicked off a few shots of the Screening Hall, then secretly glanced at Jiang Xia.
Though he quickly looked away, curiosity