He didn't know if it was an illusion, but "Dr. Araide" felt different from usual right now.
The fake school doctor stared darkly at the car ahead. The gentle, refined air around him was gone, replaced by a pressure that could faintly be felt even through two cars.
Conan, disguised as "Haibara Ai," glanced at the rearview mirror and silently broke into a sweat for Jodie beside him. For today's operation, "Dr. Araide" had actually gone out of his way to switch cars... By comparison, could Teacher Jodie's battered secondhand car really outrun the one across from them?
Beside him, Teacher Jodie looked rather optimistic.
Hearing the child beside her cough, she laughed. "Don't be afraid. The doctor we're going to see next is highly skilled—minor illnesses like a cough can be cured in no time. When the time comes, you'll be able to sink into a comfortable sleep."
Conan: "..." What sleep? You make it sound like I'm about to die. We're going to face off with someone from that Organization tonight. Can you stop pretending to be a foreigner with bad Japanese? Aren't you way too relaxed?
A fake elementary school student propped his chin in his hand and began brewing the plan that would come next.
On the ship.
Medusa thought of something and asked the staff member beside her, "When will this ship return to the dock?"
The staff member looked at his watch. "If we turn back now, it'll take about an hour to return to shore."
"Is that so?" Medusa was not surprised by this. She smiled. "Waiting on the deck for that long is rather cold. Let's just go back to the cabin first—that will also prevent anyone from taking advantage of the chaos to throw evidence into the sea."
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