"Jiang Xia was good at deduction, but that clearly didn't mean his classmates were too." Inspector Yokomizo sighed deeply to himself. What exactly was I expecting just now...
One police officer lowered his head, quietly regretting it.
Meanwhile, Hattori Heiji and Conan had a flash of insight and suddenly understood something.
Suzuki Sonoko's words had inspired more than just those two High School Detectives.
Among the onlooking Passerby Mutual Aid Association members, some had likewise come to a realization.
Chianti hadn't understood at first, but Korn's private chat made it clear to her. She clicked her tongue twice. [This conglomerate heiress really is Uzo's accomplice. She's still young, though—her hints are way too obvious. Come to think of it, my coffee cup seems to have been made by a company under their conglomerate. It suddenly feels unsafe. I should replace it when I get back.]
Seeing her thoughts, Vodka couldn't help letting out a cold laugh. He glanced down at the cup in his hand. "..." Hah. Once you actually start refusing Suzuki Conglomerate products, you'll find that they're impossible to avoid in daily life.
"Then again, considering Uzo's script preferences, those people who like cutting corners or using shoddy materials must have sufficiently interesting social circles and grudges. Someone like that probably wouldn't survive more than a few days in front of Uzo."
"From that perspective, Suzuki Conglomerate products are actually more reliable in terms of quality. And I've already investigated carefully—Suzuki Sonoko hasn't taken over anything yet. For now, at least until this girl takes power, Suzuki Conglomerate products are still safe..."
By the shore.
The three fishermen watched the police gather with those students, murmuring about something they couldn't make out. A vague sense of unease rose in their hearts.
Red Vest urged them again,