The two Mini Detectives, one big and one small, looked at Calvados with faces full of suspicion.
Beside them, however, the other two seemed to hold different opinions.
Mouri Ran said indignantly, "Mr. Yamaguchi isn't that kind of person! Dad, didn't you read the newspaper? When we went to Fuyudo Villa a while ago, it was thanks to him bravely fighting the criminals that those two awful guys were caught."
Jiang Xia nodded in agreement. At the same time, he looked at Calvados's shoulder. "Has your injury healed? Any aftereffects?"
There hadn't been any, but the moment he heard that, Calvados's gunshot wound began to ache faintly again. "..."
...Every one of these people was annoying in their own way.
Hearing his daughter and Jiang Xia, Mouri Kogoro glanced at Calvados, rather surprised. "You really can't judge a book by its cover."
After a pause, feeling that his words had been poorly phrased, he cleared his throat and changed the subject. "By the way, we were supposed to leave at eight, so how did all of us fall asleep? We actually slept straight through until after ten at night. I'm not old enough to fall asleep anywhere, am I?"
The old landlord rolled his eyes at him. "You really don't know how to talk."
Mouri Ran, meanwhile, lowered her voice reverently. "Were we cursed by that Ghost, which is why we all lost consciousness at the same time?"
"Perhaps." Jiang Xia casually frightened the Organization Cadre whose worldview was currently wavering, then walked through the drifting Killing Intent to the window and glanced across the street.
Under the pitch-black night sky, a dilapidated Abandoned Building could vaguely be seen over there. Jiang Xia asked the old landlord, "Where in that building did you see the Ghost Fire?"
The old landlord