After wasting a chance to earn trust just now, Vodka hesitated for a long time this time, but ultimately failed to make the call to report, "Kudo Shinichi is still alive!"
"Let's wait and see." Vodka gritted his teeth. "The ship hasn't docked yet. Even if something unexpected happens, there'll still be a chance to fix it—compared to that, if I make this call to Brother Gin, it'll be troublesome if I want to change my story later."
Thinking this, he put away his phone, raised his head again, and looked at "Kudo Shinichi," who stood apart from the crowd on the Lookout.
Vodka tried hard to tell whether he was disguised: ...Come to think of it, why was this brat standing so high up? At first glance, it looked like he was showing off, but considering my suspicions just now... there must be some trick to it!
Apparently, Vodka was not the only one displeased with "Kudo Shinichi's" position.
Beside him, Mouri Kogoro snorted as well. "Get down here already! I've solved this case. You don't have a part in it anymore."
"Kudo Shinichi" gave an "Oh." "How did you solve it?"
Mouri Kogoro proudly raised his head. "Isn't it obvious? While the Captain was giving his speech from where you're standing, the culprit quietly left the party venue, came out onto the deck, then stuck the Devil Card onto a crossbow bolt and shot him dead."
"From the course of the murder, the culprit's identity is already clear—he's the Mummy, who has neither an alibi nor a Devil Card!"
Mummy: "..."
I'm so tired. Should I just confess already... No, no, no, stay calm! Aren't there two other Detectives on this ship? And they're far more famous than this Mustache. Hang in there a little longer—there might still