"Anyway!" After a round of utterly nonsensical deductions, Secretary Sakuraba declared firmly, "When it comes to having a motive to murder Mr. Tachibana, mine is definitely the weakest among all these people!"
The suspects pointed fingers at one another, and the scene descended into chaos.
Haibara Ai stood amid the crowd, her thoughts in disarray. Then her phone buzzed as she received an email from Professor Agasa.
After glancing at its contents, Haibara came back to herself and temporarily stopped thinking about those shocking conversations from earlier.
She tugged at Jiang Xia's hem, showed him the email, and whispered, "Professor Agasa found relevant information in the database. He said he sent you a copy too, so remember to check your mailbox."
Jiang Xia nodded, took out his phone, and opened the email. It contained an address, not too far from here.
—It was the former residence of Tsuruta, the unfortunate subordinate who had taken the blame five years ago.
Jiang Xia no longer paid attention to the suspects arguing in a confused heap. He found Curacao, who seemed unsure whether she should join the dispute. "I remember you drove here—take me somewhere."
Curacao: "..." Why me? Couldn't he go find one of his police puppets?
As though he had not seen her expression, Jiang Xia pondered aloud, "Once we make a trip there, this case should be more or less over."
Curacao: "!"
...Really?
You'd better keep your word!
After a while, the group followed the address Jiang Xia had received and drove through the outskirts to a sparsely populated rural area.
That was right, an entire carful of people—besides Jiang Xia, Curacao had also invited the fake detective's other lackeys.
Though she usually avoided this group whenever possible, compared with being "alone" with Uzo, the current situation seemed