A High School Detective fell silent.
A few seconds later, Conan vigorously wiped his face and muttered, "My understanding of The Organization is still far too shallow. Now it seems I knew nothing at all about how low they could sink...
Sure enough, the police had also been deceived and thoroughly convinced by that shameless lie.
Sato Miwako sighed with feeling. One after another, they were willing to risk their lives, and they were remarkably sharp too. The people Jiang Xia approved of really were all good people.
In the distance.
Having already changed positions once, Gin and the two Snipers watched from afar. Though they could not hear what was being said, the police's reactions made it clear that their two colleagues seemed to have successfully argued their way out of it.
Gin gave a cold snort, finding it unsurprising. "Uzo still knows his limits. He wouldn't really let Organization members fall into the police's hands alive."
Korn: "...?" Knows his limits?
He looked at the mottled ground and the chaotic Tunnel exit in the distance, then recalled the sort of day Vodka and Irish had spent. Silently, he shrank deeper into the shadows behind the tree. "..." Being a sniper was better. All he had to do was keep watch from a distance, without personally getting tangled up with certain things.
Still, setting Vodka aside, hadn't Irish gone looking for it himself?
One of the Snipers rubbed his chin, looking at his colleague delivering a speech about justice before the police with both admiration and sympathy.
Beside him, Chianti saw nothing wrong with any of it. Compared to Uzo, she was now fully focused on her work.
"Tch." Chianti regretfully stroked the grip of her gun as she looked at the two colleagues surrounded by police in the