Conan strongly agreed. "There were only three chairs with words written on the backs. One said 'me,' one said 'Mom,' so the remaining one, 'Mr. Kinjo,' probably wasn't written there at random either.
"Besides, Kachan and Chioni, the two who compared their heights with Miss Xiao Du, should have been close to her. Yet their names weren't on the chair backs at all... Who exactly were those two?"
As he began thinking, Conan gradually forgot to keep his voice down.
Hattori Heiji quickly poked him and warned, "Keep it down! If that female lawyer next to Jiang... next to Jiang Xia hears you, you'll be in trouble!"
Conan gave him a speechless glance. ...Are you afraid that suspicious female lawyer will hear this deduction, or that Jiang Xia will?
Still...
Looking at Jiang Xia's back, Conan lowered his voice. "The killer is still lurking somewhere in the dark, ready to strike. Isn't catching him more important than solving the puzzle?"
Hattori Heiji came to his senses at that. Remembering the two bloody cases from not long ago, he gritted his teeth. "All right. We'll sync up with Jiang Xia later and see if he can find the killer—I don't remember him looking under the chairs, so he probably doesn't know what was written underneath."
With that in mind, the two exchanged a glance and reluctantly headed toward Jiang Xia.
They had thought they would need to put some effort into distracting the female lawyer beside Jiang Xia. If they couldn't, they would have no choice but to reluctantly do some more thinking on their own...
But to their surprise, they had only quickened their pace and had not even called out to Jiang Xia when "Miss Shirai" glanced at them. Then, without making a fuss, she sped up and left