Jiang Xia looked at the furtive aunt next door and lowered his voice cooperatively. "What is it?"
Seeing how quickly he caught on, Kudo Yukiko smiled approvingly, then whispered, "You noticed that car following us too, right? Who do you think is inside?"
Jiang Xia thought for a moment. "Someone who isn't a threat."
"That's good." Reassured by his confirmation, Kudo Yukiko breathed a sigh of relief. "Actually, I thought so too—those tracking skills were so awful, they didn't look like they belonged to any promising stalker. Maybe they're one of my sasaeng fans, or one of yours."
Jiang Xia nodded. "And didn't you shake that car off at the intersection already?"
"Yes, I didn't expect it to work so easily either." Kudo Yukiko stroked her chin. "But the more that's the case, the less we can let our guard down. We've got so many children with us now—maybe they're deliberately playing dumb to throw us off!"
"Don't worry. I'll keep an eye on the children." Jiang Xia pointed at her wristwatch. "Won't you miss your flight?"
"Ah!!" Kudo Yukiko checked the time and snapped out of her immersive detective roleplay. "We can't chat anymore. I'll be going first, then. I'll leave the rest to you!"
She had originally wanted to talk to her son a little longer, but she saw that Conan hadn't come over. Instead, he was talking with the elementary school students.
On second thought, she might come by again soon. Then she could give her son a surprise after first keeping him in suspense.
With that in mind, Kudo Yukiko stopped dwelling on it. She said goodbye to everyone and hurried away.
Conan had just finished answering the clingy children's questions when he looked up and saw Kudo Yukiko climb into the sports car. Then, with