Conan said, "From what I've observed, whenever you weren't home and Uncle Mouri cleaned the bathroom by himself, he was often too lazy to roll up his pant legs and just cleaned it like that."
"?" Mouri Ran's fists clenched even tighter. "No wonder his pant cuffs are always so dirty. He has to change them again not long after washing them..."
Having accidentally stabbed Mouri Kogoro in the back, Conan cleared his throat and guiltily steered the conversation back on track. "Anyway, Mr. Hanzaki may really have just stepped on a shampoo bottle by accident while cleaning the bathroom.
"Even if we take a step back and assume Sonoko was right—that Mr. Hanzaki killed someone and wanted to establish an alibi—he wouldn't have come to this deserted park, would he? Officer Takagi only happened to come here because he lost his police ID. Trying to find an alibi this way would be far too dependent on luck."
Mouri Ran was convinced. "That makes sense..."
But just then, Suzuki Sonoko suddenly grabbed her and Jiang Xia and headed toward the restaurant.
Mouri Ran froze. "Sonoko? Didn't we already have lunch?"
Suzuki Sonoko shook her head. "Of course we're not going to eat! You actually believe Conan? What does a little kid like him know?"
Conan's eye twitched. "..." This woman...
Unaware of the dark stare coming from beside her feet, Suzuki Sonoko confidently clenched her fist. "You should trust me over him. That Hanzaki definitely has a problem!"
"Fine." Mouri Ran was persuaded again. After all, both sides sounded somewhat reasonable. Thinking it over, she looked at the restaurant before them and asked in a furtive whisper, "So how are you going to verify it?"
Suzuki Sonoko laughed. "We'll just ask him directly! Didn't Jiang Xia say it? Why guess