When the Eldest Son looked up and saw the three guests standing outside the door, he was initially a little embarrassed. Then he snorted and decided to ignore them—the company that was practically his was about to slip away, so he could not be bothered dealing with guests brought over by his competitors.
He headed straight to the kitchen and told the maid, "Make me a coffee. Bring it to the Audio-Visual Room when it's ready."
The wife he had left behind also felt humiliated. She came over to close the door and snorted coldly. "Whenever we argue, he runs off to the Audio-Visual Room. In his eyes, music is probably more important than me, his wife..."
With that, she casually greeted the guests and went back to her room to rest.
Jiang Xia patted Conan, who still had not had his fill. "Let's go."
After the three left the doorway.
In another guest room.
Curacao likewise used the bathroom as an excuse to come outside. Having eavesdropped on the entire exchange, she slowly revealed a confident smile.
—She probably knew who the murderer was.
"Pretending to be muddleheaded and foolish in front of everyone to lower his suspicion, then deliberately picking a fight with his wife so he could be alone in the Audio-Visual Room... A place like that is soundproof and enclosed. He could slaughter a pig inside, and no one outside would hear it.
"Besides, he specifically asked the maid for a cup of coffee. At first glance, that seems reasonable, but anyone who has seen enough Uzo-related cases would realize that he was actually creating an alibi for himself."
Thinking this, Curacao opened the Passerby Mutual Aid Association and prepared to bet her last remaining Uzo Coin on the Eldest Son.
Before acting, Curacao first scanned