Conan: "..."
He really wanted to slap the table and say, "Definitely more than you!" But after glancing at Mouri Ran beside him and thinking about the bloody consequences that might come with exposing his identity...
Conan could only take a deep breath and show the stupid smile a child should have. "I-I heard Brother Jiang Xia talk about it."
No sooner had he said that than he took another thwack to the head.
After hitting him, Suzuki Sonoko withdrew her hand, feeling greatly relieved. "That's what I thought. Next time, you're not allowed to steal your Brother Jiang Xia's lines!"—Those cool deduction lines should of course be said by Jiang Xia himself. What was the point of having them repeated from an elementary school student's mouth?
Conan: "..." Those were clearly my own lines!
Damn it, this was all the Black Organization's fault for turning him small...
As he kept thinking, Conan's thoughts looped back to that cave trip not long ago.
—What exactly was that guy Vodka trying to do?
Conan: "..." He had thought Vodka had been holding back some big move, but who would have known that two days had passed and nothing seemed to have happened? Could it be that the Organization Cadres really planned to be patient and take a roundabout path to salvation through those children?
While the elementary school student earnestly charged ahead along the wrong train of thought...
Beside him, the three high school students were still enthusiastically discussing this commission.
"Take us with you!" Suzuki Sonoko was a little eager to join in on the fun. "Besides, Ran and I have been through a lot of cases too. Maybe from our perspective, we can give her some more good ideas!"
Jiang Xia naturally nodded. This was exactly why he had