"Cough, cough, cough!!" His subordinate coughed repeatedly, hurriedly cutting off the potentially embarrassing remark.
Inspector Yamamura snapped out of his heroic pose and suddenly realized that, aside from Jiang Xia, there were other strangers in front of him.
He had no choice but to clear his throat and skip that part. "Anyway, based on my deductions! Since one of the robbers was injured in the leg, the three of them couldn't have gotten far on foot—after abandoning their car, they must have escaped in another vehicle. I don't know whether they prepared that car in advance or stole it from someone."
Okiya Subaru froze. "..." Could his dearly departed new car have been stolen by those three Jewelry Thieves?
But if that was the case, then what were these two strangers in the car?
As he nervously wondered whether he had accidentally stepped onto some overlapping stages, Inspector Yamamura, outside the car window, finally remembered why he was standing in the roadway in the freezing cold.
He asked Jiang Xia, "Mr. Jiang Xia, did you see any suspicious people changing vehicles along the way?"
"..." The driver, guilty as a thief, shrank back. The short-haired woman in the back seat glanced at the little girl beside her from the corner of her eye, mentally rehearsing how to seize a hostage.
But Jiang Xia answered with a question instead. "Did any other vehicles pass through here before us?"
"A few did." Inspector Yamamura suddenly remembered something and said cheerfully, "Come to think of it, I ran into that little tagalong of yours just now—he was with an elderly old man. That old man was dressed quite plainly, but he was driving a stylish car. If not for the fact that one was old and the other young, clearly incapable of committing