"!" Holding the business card, Yamamura Misao was overjoyed. "Oh, I really shouldn't."
"Take it, take it." Conan checked his watch. "Professor Agasa and I need to hurry home. It's getting late, and Brother Jiang Xia and the others will worry if we get back too late."
"Oh! Then hurry on home." Yamamura Misao waved to his subordinates, then smiled at the generous child in the car. "Have a safe trip!"
Professor Agasa stepped on the gas, and the car shot away.
"Inspector, is this really okay?"
Once they had gone far away, a young officer couldn't help muttering quietly, "I felt like that old man was very nervous, as though he was hiding something."
Inspector Yamamura, however, did not think it was much of a problem. Admiring the business card he had just received, he said, "One old man and a bunch of kids—what crime could they possibly commit? It's not as though they could steal a car and flee. Besides, some people just get nervous the moment they see the police. You've been an officer for so many years—don't you know that?
"Even if they really did break the law, it would be fine. I know that kid, so I can find him. When the time comes, I'll join forces with my idol and put justice before family ties, bringing them to justice!"
His subordinate: "..." Did your idol agree to that?
But whatever. If anything went wrong, Inspector Yamamura would take the blame. Besides, those two really did not look like they were capable of doing anything bad, so they might as well leave it at that.
He pulled his coat tighter around himself and continued waiting for the next car to pass by.
Meanwhile, on the same road.
Jiang Xia's few short words had frightened