Jiang Xia: "Once Inspector Yamamura remembers what happened tonight, he'll contact us immediately to ask about you two.
"The road was dark, so Inspector Yamamura and the others didn't see your faces clearly. But the three of us who spent hours in the car with you remember your appearances, accents, and clothing well enough to help the police reconstruct your profiles.
"Rather than leave behind such a hidden danger, you might as well kill us, so that when the police try to contact us tomorrow, they can't find anyone.
"That way, they'll have to spend a great deal of time searching for the three missing people first. By the time they find the hidden bodies, you'll already be long gone."
Jiang Xia glanced at the driver's waist. "Killing us in the car would leave too much evidence and ruin the car you worked so hard to get. But if you waited until we got out, you'd worry that handling three people at once would leave you flustered, allowing someone to slip away.
"So you decided it would be better to let two of us go first, lowering our guard, then deal with me alone. Once I was down, you'd use my phone to lure out the other two."
"..." The two robbers exchanged a glance, cold sweat filling their palms. If they hadn't been together the entire night, they would practically have suspected the other of telling this Detective their script.
...Was this what a Great Detective was like? This was no different from mind-reading.
"Hah, but you're still young and reckless, daring to expose all that right in front of us." The short-haired woman snorted and suddenly pulled a gun from her waist, pointing it at Jiang Xia.
A sinister smile appeared on her face. "Smart people rarely live