Suzuki Sonoko and Mouri Ran had never expected that a casual action of theirs would preserve such crucial evidence. Their feelings were complicated for a moment.
Meanwhile, Vodka, eavesdropping on Vermouth's live audio feed: "..." Sure enough, Mouri Ran was no pushover either.
"Her face makes her far too easy to overlook, and with Suzuki Sonoko, that highly conspicuous conglomerate heiress, covering for her, I actually kept thinking she was the last conscience of Uzo's team..." Remembering how he had previously tried to stay close to Mouri Ran to avoid danger, Vodka could not help feeling a lingering chill:
"Good thing I wasn't fated to die. By sheer luck, I discovered her Death Signature Book. Otherwise, judging by all those television dramas I've watched, I might have ended up falling into the hands of that terrifying girl and only seen her true face at the very last moment before my death."
"Near Uzo, the safer something looks, the more dangerous it actually is!"
Vodka reinforced this belief once again and silently nodded.
As one Organization Cadre strove to evolve.
Elsewhere, recalling the bloody things in the kitchen, the maid staggered back a step. At last, she spoke: "That's right. I killed those two people."
The old lady found it hard to believe. "You've always taken such meticulous care of me and devoted yourself to this household... How could it possibly have been you?"
The maid turned her face away without looking at her. "My father was a businessman, but he always valued personal ties more than business. After he met President Daimon, he accepted every order from Daimon Industry without conditions, no matter how unreasonable those orders were.
"My father gave him everything he had, but in return, just because of one tiny mistake, Daimon Industry completely cut off all