Conan looked at the bag of drugs and struggled free from Haibara Ai's demonic grasp with some effort, then said as if nothing had happened, "This bag looks like it's almost a kilogram, right? During the exchange, could they have prepared two identical bags and then swapped them?"
The moment he finished speaking, he was bonked on the head with a thud. Suzuki Sonoko interrupted his casting. "What nonsense are you talking about?! How could a handsome guy like this be involved in drug trafficking? There's no need at all."
She simply couldn't stand seeing a handsome guy get arrested—Cake Prince from just now didn't count, because who told him to be so picky when he was drawing lucky audience members? In short, the one in front of her was off-limits.
And for some reason, there had been a sense of distance just now, but now the more she looked at this curly-haired man, the more pleasing he seemed.
Thinking of it that way, Suzuki Sonoko's brain kicked into gear too, and she reasoned quite logically, "Who would specially bring a police officer along to a deal? And this bag isn't even expensive. If they were buying two identical bags, wouldn't two brand-new ones be better than one old and one new?"
Sato Miwako slowly nodded, clearly more willing to believe that conclusion as well. "That's right."
She looked toward the curly-haired man beside her. "Was this bag on your back the whole time before?"
Jiang Xia seemed to think for a moment. "When we were drifting at Water World, I left it with a staff member for a while."
Following that line, Officer Sato immediately recalled the corresponding memory. She let out a heavy sigh of relief, and the heart hanging in her chest finally settled.
Theoretically speaking, after