Jiang Xia glanced at the sign of that Agency.
Meanwhile, Mist Tengu had already flown over. Before long, it brought back news: a large, fluffy clump of iced black tea-scented Killing Intent had fallen on the floor beside the Agency's front desk. No one knew who had dropped it.
Jiang Xia: "..."
The new subordinate was really good at shedding Killing Intent. There was no need to forcibly yank it out; the only drawback was that it dropped in rather random locations.
But no matter what, if the Spirit Medium saw it, it belonged to the Spirit Medium. His eyes flickered, and the Ghosts immediately understood. They swarmed over and carried the Killing Intent Cluster back.
Thanks to that pleasant little interlude, Jiang Xia remained in a good mood even though they encountered no other Murder Cases while shopping.
After they finished shopping and bought the books Conan wanted and the bag Haibara Ai liked, the three of them went to have dinner.
Only afterward did they carry their respective purchases to the station in high spirits, ready to head home.
At this hour, there were few people in the station, making it feel somewhat deserted.
Jiang Xia had thought the peaceful day would end there. But after passing through the Ticket Gate, he looked up and spotted a familiar hat on the platform.
—Aka... Hashimoto Maya!
"Why is it him again?" Conan recognized him too, and his surprise quickly turned to vigilance.
Jiang Xia thought for a moment. "The Movie Theater is nearby. Maybe he happened to have something to do in the area after the case ended."
As he spoke, he walked over and greeted him warmly. "Mr. Hashimoto? What a coincidence, running into you again."
Hashimoto Maya was leaning against a pillar and yawning. Caught off guard