Mouri Ran turned pale with fright. "Don't just pick up things like that!" What if there was still a curse stuck to it?!
"You kid..." Officer Shiratori's brow twitched as he looked at the evidence in Conan's hand. Unlike the other two officers who often dealt with Conan, he clearly did not yet have a concrete understanding of this troublesome child's capacity for action.
But getting angry at a first-grade elementary school student seemed pointless. Officer Shiratori sighed helplessly, took the chocolate from Conan, and examined it.
Jiang Xia walked over. "It was placed on the corpse's stomach just now, and it has the word 'yoshi' on it."
"Huh?" The female photographer found it familiar. She stepped closer, then cried out in surprise. "Th-this is the chocolate Yako made earlier!"
The short-haired woman froze, then hurried over to look. Once she saw the chocolate clearly, tears welled up in her eyes. "My chocolate... Why was it in a place like this?!"
The Hunter, shivering from the cold as he wrapped his coat tighter around himself, snorted. "Since it's chocolate you made, then obviously you were the one who put it on the corpse."
Mouri Ran hurriedly spoke up. "That's not true! When we left earlier, all the chocolates were still on the table. From then until now, Yako hasn't been apart from us!"
"Is that so?" The Hunter thought for a moment, then suddenly looked at Jiang Xia. "Then it must have been you. You knew where the chocolate was, and you were on your own at one point too. All right, stop wasting time and confess already. This damned place is freezing us to death."
Curacao: "..."
Vermouth: "..."
Without drawing attention to themselves, the two shifted away from the Hunter.
The three officers were speechless. "How could it