The young disciple nodded. "According to my plan, you would've thought someone beneath the cliff had pulled the fishing line and fired the trigger. That way, I, who was grilling meat in the yard at the time, would naturally be above suspicion.
"Pretending to be a stalker was meant to convince you that someone else was the killer and send you searching in the wrong direction... Everything had originally gone according to my plan. The only thing I hadn't expected was for that Kanazawa guy to suddenly get an idea after watching the news and bring over a whole busload of detectives."
Under the police's complicated gazes, the killer was escorted into a police car and sent back to the city.
Thinking of his sinister plan, the officers felt a wave of lingering fear: Kanazawa Ryuichiro was a world-famous architect with countless friends, and he enjoyed inviting them to his home to show off. If the police had truly fallen for it and started investigating everyone outside, then the workload they would have faced...
Inspector Otaki wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling immensely relieved. Good thing there had been enthusiastic detectives to crush this sinister scheme!
"Since the culprit has been found, you can all head back and rest for now. Come back tomorrow to complete your statements." He let out a breath and looked at the others. "It's getting late. Are you planning to stay here for the night, or should I arrange cars to take you back..."
Splat.
A child accidentally tripped over a stone and fell into the bushes.
"Conan?" Only then did Mouri Ran notice that the mischievous child had been running all over the place again. She hurried over and pulled him up. "What are you doing messing around in the bushes? Come out."