"Ah, okay." Conan stammered out his reply, then put on the innocent look a child ought to have and struck first. "Uncle Amuro, why are you following me? Did you hear Brother Jiang Xia's hint too, but you're not as smart as I am and couldn't figure out where the clue was, so you wanted to copy my answer?"
Amuro Tooru was already used to the foul-mouthed young and old crowd around Jiang Xia. He skillfully filtered out the seemingly provocative sarcasm and accurately extracted the useful part from Conan's words. ...Jiang Xia's hint? He had been too distracted just now and truly hadn't noticed what Jiang Xia had said... Had this child found the bloodstained tablecloth because he had heard a clue from Jiang Xia? It sounded reasonable enough, yet for some reason, Amuro Tooru still felt there were hidden circumstances involved.
In any case, they had to notify the police about the physical evidence quickly, lest the mountain wind blew it away later.
"A bloodstained plastic tablecloth?" The officers were startled at first, then immediately realized the importance of the clue. "Where did you find it?!"
Conan pointed in the direction he had run off in earlier. "It was caught on the Guardrail about fifty meters from here. The wind probably blew it there."
The officers studied the bloodstains on the tablecloth with grave expressions, chattering among themselves. Inside the RV behind them, Jiang Xia heard the commotion and stepped down.
The Detective examined the tablecloth and recognized it. "I think I saw this kind of plastic sheet at noon."
The three College Students came out as well. Upon seeing it, the blond-haired man said in surprise, "Isn't this the mat we used to use all the time?"
Hanai Takuto nodded and explained to Jiang Xia and