This room seemed to belong to Teacher Kaibe, the one leading the group.
The room was not particularly tidy, but not too messy either. A bag of luggage lay on the floor, its zipper already open, revealing the corner of a thick sheet of paper.
"What's this?"
Conan leaned over curiously and reached out to pull out the paper.
Jiang Xia: ...? Weren't you accompanying the kids to the restroom? Where did you pop out from?
"The electric light in the First Floor restroom was broken. Mitsuhiko didn't dare go in, so we came to the second floor." Conan had clearly not been waiting outside the restroom the whole time. Since the two locations were not far apart, he had come to check after hearing the commotion.
As he spoke, Conan casually turned around and taking advantage of the chaos, unfolded the paper in his hand for a look—could Anonymous have come for this map?
That thought made him inspect it especially carefully.
Then he discovered that it seemed to be a map. Many villas were drawn on it in simple strokes, with winding rivers running through the middle. Some of the villas had been marked with crosses.
"These marks..." Conan frowned as he looked at the huge black X's, as though they were meant to erase the villas entirely. No matter how he looked at them, they seemed to carry an air of malice and ill omen.
A suspicion gradually formed in his mind. He glanced at the sizable luggage bag on the floor, crouched down, and pulled open its zipper with a rustle.
After rummaging through it, Conan's expression changed slightly as he pulled out a heavy Toolbox.
Jiang Xia, watching quietly: "..."
Such skillful bag-searching was worthy of a detective from Tokyo... Compared with a real detective,