Conan: "..." But forget it. He could let this time slide.
"If this Mr. Kurosawa really has a problem, sooner or later I'll find the real flaw."
The lone-fighting mini detective comforted himself a little, then continued watching intently from the sidelines.
In the distance.
The police holding binoculars were unable to stay as calm as this elementary school student.
"This is Hotta." Officer Hotta watched from afar as events unfolded by the service counter, gritting his teeth as he reported to the command center of the "Sato Miwako Defense Line," "Officer Sato is looking at a bag together with that damn guy!"
"Looking at a bag? What's so interesting about a bag?" Officer Shiratori was puzzled at first, then immediately remembered a deadly detail: the ring!
—If he remembered correctly, that suspicious curly-haired one had a ring in his bag. Earlier, when Officer Sato went to the restroom, he had even taken it out specially to admire it!
Thinking of this, Officer Shiratori snapped the image onto magnification, and saw Sato Miwako leaning beside the curly-haired man, her head almost buried in the bag.
"Could it be..." The police who were also watching this scene all looked worse than the last. "She's looking that intently... Could Officer Sato really like that ring?"
"But shouldn't a ring be taken out and shown?" Officer Oda felt sour inside, both jealous and angry. "Don't tell me he wants Officer Sato to propose to him with the ring instead? Outrageous!"
"Calm down." As the highest-ranking commander of the "Sato Miwako Defense Line," Officer Shiratori had no choice but to steady himself at this critical moment and rally morale.
He copied Jiang Xia's manner and rubbed his chin, feeling as though his thoughts had sharpened slightly because of it. "The mood doesn't fit—if you