After a brief pause, Hattori Heiji suddenly thought of something. He chuckled and became self-righteous again:
"Even if we're using fake identities, you must be using fake identities too. Just look at how guilty that conglomerate heiress of yours looked earlier—how about this? We'll keep each other's secrets and neither side reveals the other's real information!"
Conan: "..." Childish. We weren't planning to reveal anything anyway.
Jiang Xia: "Raise your voice a little more, and everyone can get off the bus right now."
Hattori Heiji: "..."
He cleared his throat, lowered his voice in a way he clearly wasn't used to, and put that huge face mask back on. "Anyway, my name is Shinkai Yumura now. I'm a reporter, so don't call me the wrong thing later."
Toyama Kazuha also leaned over with great interest and introduced herself to Jiang Xia with convincing flair. "And me! My name is 'Sayuri Kawanishi,' and I'm this reporter's assistant."
Jiang Xia nodded. "The inviter named on my letter of invitation is 'Kaibe Shigeru.'" ...Though he felt they would be exposed sooner or later and it did not matter what names they used, the two Osaka friends were having too much fun for him to spoil it.
"Everyone should be here now." At the front of the bus, the tour guide flipped through his booklet, thinking that not only was everyone present, there seemed to be a few extra people as well.
But the bus was spacious enough, Lake of Tragic Love Vacation Villa had plenty of vacant rooms, and the organizers were rich enough not to care about a few extra meals. He said nothing and diligently began the usual procedures.
"During the upcoming trip, I'll be everyone's guide." The tour guide introduced himself with a smile. "My name is Shotaro Kujo, and