The word "coincidence" made the corner of Akai Shuichi's eye twitch. He could not help glancing at these people a few more times.
Mouri Kogoro, meanwhile, felt that the Hotta Family's eldest daughter-in-law was being unreasonable. "What kind of coincidence is that? She..."
Before he could defend the young lady who had hitched a ride, Hotta Fumiko suddenly sighed. "That's right. I hate Father—so much that I've practically wanted to kill him with my own hands."
Mouri Kogoro: "..."
Wait! What was this beautiful young lady saying?! There were already plenty of beautiful women in prison; they did not need another one!
Fortunately, Hotta Fumiko merely had a habit of pausing dramatically. She immediately continued, "But I didn't do what happened tonight. Although I'm grateful to the killer, I have no intention of taking the blame for that person."
As she spoke, she looked at her brother again. "We're family. There's no need to put on an act in front of me—you hated him too, didn't you?"
"..."
The eldest son and his wife simultaneously looked away, avoiding her gaze.
—Judging from that reaction, Hotta Fumiko had not been wrong.
"..." Mouri Kogoro stood stunned for a moment, then silently backed away, retreating to the three high schoolers.
He turned his head from side to side, looking at the three familiar faces, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The kids around him were still much more normal—compared to them, President Hotta's children were downright terrifying.
At that moment, there was a knock on the lounge door, and the butler pushed open the door and entered.
Mouri Kogoro looked at him. "Is the Landline Phone fixed?"
The butler helplessly shook his head. "I was going to reconnect the severed Telephone Line, but on closer inspection, even the plug had been