"Actually, we reported it to the police earlier. I'm not sure whether you received the news." Watching the inspector's expression change wildly, a staff member raised a hand and pointed behind him, choosing his words carefully. "There's a corpse on our ship. Would you like to..."
"A corpse?" Inspector Megure repeated the word numbly, asking hopefully, "Was it sudden death, an accident, or a suicide by jumping into the sea?"
The staff member said, "It was murder!"
Inspector Megure's vision went dark.
The staff member added, "But the Detective has already solved it, and the killer has confessed!"
"!" Inspector Megure's vision immediately brightened again. Looking toward the ship, he belatedly noticed that his dear Brother Jiang Xia was indeed among the guests preparing to disembark.
A case that would have given him a headache just thinking about it had already been solved the moment he learned of it. Looking at this dependable High School Detective, Inspector Megure, who had been busy as a spinning top, nearly burst into tears. "Brother Jiang Xia!"
It had to be you!
"Why are you calling for Jiang Xia?" a voice came from beside him. Hattori Heiji leaned over the railing and smiled. "I was the one who solved this case."
"Hm?" Inspector Megure looked closely and saw a pitch-black figure. Combined with that unmistakable Osaka accent, he immediately recognized him. "Why are you in Tokyo again, kid?"
What a jinx. Cases followed him wherever he went. Thank goodness he was based in Osaka.
Hattori Heiji: "?" What was with that look?! That was discrimination—blatant discrimination!
"Ahem!" Although his opinion of Tokyo people had dropped by one point, Hattori Heiji considered himself a mature adult and would not waste time on such trivial matters.
He quickly returned to the point and casually poisoned the