Conan pinched the thin carrier loaded with information and couldn't help revealing a sly smile.
The next instant, a large hand reached over and snatched the disk away.
Conan looked at his empty hand, then raised his head to stare at Inspector Megure in disbelief. "???"
Inspector Megure handed the disk to Officer Takagi. "Why put it back where it was? Store it away first, then take it to the Forensics Department once we return to the Police Station—if the killer noticed it and tampered with the records inside, they may have left traces on the disk."
Conan: "..."
No!! If it went to the Forensics Department, then after it was examined and sealed as evidence, he'd never get to see that precious disk again!
"Now that things have come to this, I have to catch the killer first." Conan gritted his teeth. "Only by proving as soon as possible that the disk has nothing to do with the murder case will I have a chance to get my hands on it."
"Let me think. There must be some evidence I've overlooked..."
As he thought, his gaze inevitably fell on Jiang Xia.
—Come to think of it, if I want to solve the case quickly, why look for evidence? I should just find Jiang...
"No, what am I thinking!"
Conan abruptly came to his senses and smacked his head hard, reflecting painfully within. How could I abandon my principles as a detective for the sake of the Black Organization? I should work hard to solve the case myself, not take Jiang Xia's shortcut.
After warning himself several times, Conan finally pulled his attention away from the Black Organization clue that was right within reach.
He gave the disk one last reluctant look, as though it were a hostage, then decisively