Hoda Hideo froze, then hurriedly argued, "But did you forget? I just said that when Mrs. Izuki was killed, I was with these two Detectives!"
Conan: "..." What two? Weren't there three?
Sato Miwako shook her head. "After killing her, all you had to do was play the Cassette Tape you'd set up beforehand. Once the time came, it would play the sounds of someone fleeing and a closing door, creating the illusion that the real culprit was someone else."
"Also, judging by the Projector just now, Mrs. Izuki had turned the volume up very loud while watching the movie. With that sound covering things up, plus the noise from the kitchen stove, even if you smashed someone's head in through two walls, the others might not have heard a thing."
Beside them, Calvados listened to the female police officer's deduction and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. When the police had brought him up here earlier, he'd thought things were bad. Yet the moment he showed his face, the situation had actually reversed... This enthusiastic citizen identity was unexpectedly useful?
Thinking Like This, even the wounds that had yet to fully heal seemed less painful.
Conan suddenly noticed something and quietly glanced at the suspicious Mr. Yamaguchi, just in time to see the man's relieved expression.
"..." Seeing that, and recalling how decisively Amuro Tooru had pointed out Hoda Hideo's lack of an alibi, Conan stroked his chin. This is bad.
Although Mr. Hoda is indeed suspicious, with the evidence still incomplete, we can't let the police focus all their attention on him, just as those two Men in Black want, Conan muttered inwardly.
*That would only let those two people, who are highly suspected of being Black Organization members, achieve their goal—what if they were actually the ones