Hattori Heiji was similarly puzzled, but after hesitating for a moment, he admitted, "Actually, there's no need to worry too much. I wasn't sure before coming here, but now, I'm more inclined to think that your foreign teacher isn't a member of that Black Organization."
Conan was not too surprised by this conclusion. He merely asked cautiously, "How so?"
Hattori Heiji said, "Didn't you say the people in that organization value secrecy and try to avoid the police? Teacher Jodie looks like she's long been used to dealing with cops, which doesn't match that trait."
Conan frowned. "But maybe she's dealt with the police so often that she's gotten good at it. It's such a huge organization—surely not everyone in it is afraid of the police."
Hattori Heiji shrugged. "Fine, then let's continue. When I exposed the suspicious things about her to her face, she was only a little surprised. She didn't show any Killing Intent toward me, nor did she seem to want to silence me."
Conan sighed whenever he thought of that. "You were way too reckless. What if she really was a member of that organization and decided to silence you after hearing that? What were you going to do?"
Hattori Heiji was completely unafraid. "Wait until she makes a move, then sue her for attempted murder. Weren't you worrying about how to detain members of the Black Organization without evidence? Now the evidence would be delivered right to our door."
Conan's headache worsened. "What if she succeeds in murdering you?!"
Hattori Heiji laughed. "I'm not like you—I'm not helpless. Besides, I'd get Uncle Otaki and the others to help. If we catch her illegally carrying a gun before she acts, it'll be even simpler."
Conan helplessly pinched the bridge of his nose. *...Forget it. There's no