After a brief moment of bewilderment, as a quick-witted Great Detective, Conan understood what he needed to do the very next instant.
His hands flew. With a snap, he put on the Soundproof Earmuffs. At the same time, he shut his eyes, turned neatly around, and faced a quiet, empty corner.
Beside him, Haibara Ai was startled by his abrupt movement. Then she saw what was on his ears, and the corner of her eye twitched.
She knew what the Soundproof Earmuffs were for. Back when Conan had thrown a tantrum at Professor Agasa's house and badgered the professor into making him a little soundproofing device that could block out Jiang Xia's deductions, she had been quietly drinking tea nearby.
And now... she had not expected the professor to actually make one, nor had she expected Conan to keep it with him all this time—or for it to actually come in handy.
As she was wondering about this speechlessly, Conan's second countermeasure, aside from wearing the earmuffs, also began to show its intended effect.
With Jiang Xia's casual point, countless gazes swished toward one of the staff members, following his finger.
At the center of everyone's attention, the Center-Parted Hair Staff's expression changed drastically.
First stunned, then terrified, he took a deep breath and tried to force out a natural sneer. "Mr. Jiang Xia, you must be joking. Isn't what happened on the Videotape perfectly clear? Before and after the incident, the living room was completely quiet. There was no sound of the murderer arriving or fleeing at all.
"I don't have Night Vision. I can't move around silently in this darkness. You know it too, don't you? The only person who could have killed Furumura was Suishima, who was catching up on sleep with him in the living room!