Besides Conan and Gin, who had stayed up through the long night, there was naturally another person caught in the vortex—Vodka.
Unlike Gin, who was studying the Diary, Vodka's attention had long shifted to another undertaking he had been working on.
"Itakura Suguru was already dead yesterday afternoon?"
The burly man in black covered his eyes with one hand and peered through his fingers at the news related to Jiang Xia, feeling as though he were watching a horror movie unfolding right beside him.
He shuddered. Thinking back on last night's events, everything felt strange and unsettling. "Then who was the one talking to me at that Villa in Gunma Prefecture? Don't tell me it was a Ghost?!"
"No, no, calm down. There are no ghosts in this world. If there are, then Uzo must be behind it." Vodka snuffed out that terrifying possibility and thought rationally: So it really was that woman Vermouth helping the wicked. That bastard—I won't let her off!
After briefly beating Vermouth up a few times in his mind, Vodka put the matter aside and began reviewing the Murder Case before him.
"Just as I'd suspected in a flash last night, Itakura Suguru's heart disease had become an indispensable part of the stage."
"As for how he died—he accepted a commission but didn't want to do it, so he planned to ditch the client and flee abroad. But before he could escape, the client found him and made him 'die of an attack' in a way that would be difficult to suspect...
"If you replace the 'three unlucky Clients' in this whole sequence with the Organization, there doesn't seem to be any inconsistency at all.
"Uzo actually used this method to openly execute someone who had toyed with the Organization."
For an organization that pursued