(Thud.)
Jiang Xia glanced over there. "Maybe he didn't catch any fish and came here to drown his sorrows in grief and indignation."
Conan: "..." You really are good at seeing the best in people... Sigh, that's exactly why Vodka, Amuro Tooru, Hashimoto Maya, and all the rest can strut around right under your nose.
...So where exactly did Hashimoto Maya go?
The more Conan thought about it, the more he frowned. He quietly padded toward the door, intending to go out and look for him.
But just then, a hand grabbed him by the collar and hauled him back into the private room.
"I kept feeling like someone was following us," Jiang Xia said. "It could just be someone going the same way, but you're a child with no means of defending yourself. At a time like this, you'd better not run around alone."
"You too..." Conan was startled at first, then quickly came to his senses. Of course—if even he had noticed the stalker, how could Jiang Xia have failed to?
But this wasn't the time to think about that. He had to find Hashimoto Ma—
Before he could make it out the door, a pair of hands like iron clamps seized him.
"Honestly, didn't you hear what Jiang Xia just said?" Mouri Ran, ever conscious of her role as Conan's guardian, immediately seized the little boy who loved going off on his own when she heard there was danger outside. "Stay here and behave. No running around!"
Conan: "..."
Suzuki Sonoko, meanwhile, was a little excited. "Following us? Could he be after us? What does he want? What is he planning to do to us?—Let's catch him and send him to the Police Station!"
Jiang Xia shook his head and sighed. "If he was only following us