Of course, the most striking were the two figures in black who were always inseparable. One had long silver hair, while the other had a broad, square jaw.
Conan: "..." Counting it up like this, weren't there a few too many suspicious people?
And compared with him, these people seemed to appear around Jiang Xia more often.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help tilting his head up and casting a worried glance at the popular neighbor beside him. It felt as though some pitch-black vortex was spinning around Jiang Xia, ready to swallow people whole at any moment.
Meanwhile, the two high school girls by the table were far more carefree.
Suzuki Sonoko said, "If there really were someone like that, the guards would've caught him and sent him to the Police Station long ago when he followed me home."
Mouri Ran added, "I haven't seen anyone like that either."
Jodie didn't quite believe them, but she still maintained the demeanor expected of a teacher. "Anyway, if you notice anything, make sure to call me right away—we have a deal, okay?"
"Call you?" The two high school girls looked puzzled. "Shouldn't we call the police instead?"
"No no no." Jodie raised one finger and wagged it. "Without evidence, if it's only stalking, your police won't arrest anyone. You should come find me instead—I'll show you how Americans deal with perverts."
Conan eyed her suspiciously. "..." What was this woman trying to do? Turn Ran and Sonoko into her Informants?
Just then, his ears twitched, and he looked toward a table diagonally behind them.
A white-collar worker with a very high hairline was clutching his phone and speaking nervously. "What? Someone suspicious is watching you? Where are you now?"
At the entrance of the Department Store.
The middle-aged man in a