Still, he couldn't let his guard down.
Thinking this, Conan cleared his throat and casually chatted with Jiang Xia. "I didn't expect Miss Shirai not to be staying at the inn. Back at the airport, I clearly saw her car heading this way. But when we got out just now, I checked the parking lot, and her car wasn't here."
In other words, if Miss Shirai suddenly showed up again, she must have deliberately come back to engineer a chance encounter... Hopefully Jiang Xia would catch his implication and remain sufficiently wary.
Hearing him bring up something so upsetting, Jiang Xia quietly sighed. "..." These intelligence agents really were vigilant. Just because she'd seen Professor Agasa and the others didn't mean he would come. Even if he did come, that didn't mean there would be a murder case here. And even if there was a murder case, that didn't mean she would get dragged into it...
Troublesome incidents were only one tiny possibility among countless others, yet Curacao had altered her itinerary and changed accommodations over such a minuscule chance?
A fake detective shook his head, silently condemning his colleague.
Beside them, Haibara Ai looked at one, then the other, keenly catching a whiff of the Organization.
She wanted to join the conversation, but then remembered that Conan still didn't know Jiang Xia's identity...
After hesitating for a moment, the Mini Scientist ultimately pretended not to understand anything. Like a little girl picking mushrooms, she lowered her head and focused on gathering matsutake, lest she make things too chaotic by joining in on her own.
Before long, everyone had gathered a large armful of matsutake, each lost in their own thoughts.
As they carried their mushrooms back to meet at the starting point, Haibara Ai looked down at the ones