"That's horrible..." Mouri Ran frowned, sensing the intense malice directed at Jiang Xia. Yet those abrupt black strokes also made her pay extra attention to the photos containing him.
Suddenly, Mouri Ran realized something.
In these candid photos, everyone else was always facing away from the camera or standing in profile. But Jiang Xia was different. In every photo that included him, no matter what he appeared to be doing, his face was always directly turned toward the camera.
In other words... in every photo that captured Jiang Xia, the High School Detective was staring straight into the lens, as though smiling at the person secretly taking pictures.
Goosebumps instantly rose all over Mouri Ran's body. She suddenly understood the photographer completely—why she had drawn such a heavy line across Jiang Xia's face, covering the detective's eyes.
"No... no, that's not right!"
After the brief panic, Mouri Ran realized there was something wrong with her mindset. "Jiang Xia is the victim of secret photography. The fact that he can notice the photographer means he's sharp-eyed. That's justice, and it's right!"
"But why has Jiang Xia never said that someone was taking pictures of him?"
"Right! Jiang Xia is famous. When I'm out walking with him, people sometimes can't resist taking candid photos too. Whenever that happens, Jiang Xia smiles at them...
"He must be used to sudden cameras by now, so he's gradually developed the instinct to notice a lens and smile. The person taking secret photos just feels guilty, which is why she treated him like that."
Thinking of it that way, Mouri Ran felt much calmer, and the goosebumps dotting her arms slowly faded away.
"Compared to Jiang Xia, Teacher Jodie is obviously the more serious problem."
Mouri Ran stared at the cabinet full of photos, her expression