"Mr. Yamada" was hardly an important witness, nor was he central to the case. Having one more or one less person giving a statement made no difference. Besides, he seemed to know Jiang Xia, so the police did not deliberately stop him when he left.
Once Conan figured that out, his expression changed slightly. "..." Although Haibara Ai did not think highly of Vodka, it now seemed that this guy's cunning was not to be underestimated—he had deliberately approached Jiang Xia with exactly this plan in mind. Those Organization bastards were awful, always targeting high school students.
As he thought about it, Conan could not help rubbing the back of his head, remembering the vicious blow Gin had given him with a stick. If not for that damned Organization Cadre, he would still be a spirited High School Detective instead of pretending to be a child and hanging around a bunch of little brats every day...
While Conan was overcome with sorrow, his classmates beside him were in rather good spirits.
Suzuki Sonoko stretched. "We can finally leave!"
Thinking of the family of three that had been so bizarrely wiped out, she could not shake the feeling that the Villa in front of them made her spine tingle.
Suzuki Sonoko could not help staring deeply at the Villa for a few moments. "..." She hoped that, the next time they met, it would not have been bought by her sister, Suzuki Ayako. She never wanted to revisit this place.
She had not felt much when she heard Mrs. Haitang laughing last night, but now that she suddenly knew Mrs. Haitang had died immediately after laughing, Suzuki Sonoko belatedly began to feel uncomfortable all over. She kept feeling as though an unlucky female Ghost was crouching nearby, laughing her head off