"Come to think of it, I remember that during the recent bank robber incident, Mr. Kurosawa emailed Jiang Xia, which was why Jiang Xia made it to the scene in time." Conan stroked his chin in thought.
"Why did Mr. Kurosawa contact Jiang Xia? Could it be that they've been in touch behind my back and have even become somewhat acquainted?"
Remembering Jiang Xia's ability to judge people in that regard, Conan felt uneasy. ...No, I need to go ask.
Thinking this, he moved closer to Jiang Xia and casually said, "Whenever I come to this hospital, I can't help thinking about those Bank Robbers from a few days ago—why did Mr. Kurosawa message you back then? Do you two keep in touch often?"
Jiang Xia came back to himself, withdrawing his gaze from the Ghosts gathering Killing Intent all around. He deftly shifted the blame. "Not really. I actually rarely get Emails from him. As for that day... maybe he happened to see you wandering around the hospital, so he wanted to call over your corresponding guardian to help?"
Conan: "..." Huh?
That was an angle he had never considered, yet the more he thought about it, the more it actually made sense.
Even so, the thought that had flashed through his mind earlier still kept Conan on guard. He wanted to remind Jiang Xia to be careful around people who approached him with ulterior motives, but honestly, Mr. Kurosawa had been doing good deeds every time he appeared. And there was no proof for those theories about "using dark methods to fight the Black Organization"—they were merely Conan's own incidental speculation.
After struggling with it for a moment, Conan's conscience ultimately would not let him malign the innocent Mr. Kurosawa the way he maligned Gin.
So he could