"Don't try to fool me! What do you mean, tripped? You clearly threw that person!"
Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko had wanted to shout exactly that, but another keyword in Vermouth's words caught his attention. He secretly glanced at the pretty female classmates hiding behind the tree and retorted with a red face, "I wasn't scared!"
Conan looked sympathetically at his prideful classmate. "..." How naive.
Then he looked at "Dr. Araide," who was about to play the male lead at the school festival. "..." Cunning, sinister, shameless!
The Fake Elementary School Student thought for a moment, then casually steered the topic back to the important matter. "No matter what, we should call the police first. Once they get here, this will be easy to sort out."
But Jiang Xia shook his head. "There's no signal on our phones for now, and the landline in the villa is broken too."
Conan froze. "The landline here is broken too?!"
Suzuki Sonoko had stayed in plenty of remote villas with her sister since childhood, so she did not understand his surprised tone. "Isn't it normal for equipment in a place like this to break down?"
Vodka: "..." Tsk, tsk, tsk. How pitiful—look, this was what happened when you stayed around Uzo all day. Even your perception of reality became different from normal people's.
Brother Gin really ought to see this, then blacklist Uzo's mailbox—if he kept dealing with that ghostly thing, sooner or later he would be influenced into someone he no longer recognized.
Still, speaking of why the landline had broken...
Vodka touched his swollen mouth and said quietly, "Um, when I fell down just now, I think I hit someone."
"..."
The others fell silent for a moment, then abruptly turned toward where he had fallen. "Why didn't you say so earlier?!"
Vodka: