"Insidious. Too insidious!"
Vodka clenched his fist in despair. Every time, every time he thought he had seen through Uzo's methods, that brat would spring some new surprise on him.
"I thought he was after my card and my innocence, but now it seems this guy just wanted me to think I'd lost my card, then call Brother Gin for help.
"This is the story of The Boy Who Cried Wolf! If this keeps up, whenever Brother Gin gets a call from me in the future, he'll gradually start thinking I'm just making trouble out of nothing, panicking over every little thing. And when that happens... the real danger will arrive!"
He had still been too naive. Now it seemed that Uzo's methods were far more insidious than he had imagined.
Just as an Organization Cadre regretted things so much that he wanted to throw his phone to the floor and stomp on it twice, then throw Uzo to the floor and stomp on him twice.
Nearby, because he had produced the Devil Card, the others' gazes naturally turned toward the Mummy.
—There were seven people at the scene, and he was the only one who could not produce a Devil Card. Combined with the card nailed to the Captain's chest... the answer seemed obvious.
"What are you looking for?" Mouri Kogoro gave a smug laugh. "The murderer is you, isn't it?! You deliberately nailed your own card to the murder weapon, shot the Skeleton Captain, then put on that confused act... Stop pretending and confess already. I've seen through every bit of your trick!"
"What trick?! What kind of murderer would deliberately nail his own token beside the victim?!" The Mummy broke down. "I really just can't find my card! It was in my pocket earlier!"
Mouri Kogoro snorted.