Haibara Ai Who Can Read Minds — Please Vote
There were supposedly five people, but one of them was a child about Conan's age, so there were actually only four suspected drug traffickers.
Officer Sato was initially delighted by the number: this was much easier than searching the entire amusement park. But then she frowned. "The four of them are scattered all over the place. Finding them all would be difficult. It'd be best if we could identify the real target first... But it's just a still photo. How can we tell which one is the left-handed drug trafficker from this alone?"
The question had barely popped into her head before she started missing Jiang Xia again.
Beside her, Jiang Xia lowered his sunglasses slightly and peered over the lenses at the dimly colored photograph, wondering how people like Matsuda Jinpei and Vodka could wear sunglasses every day without any trouble seeing.
Conan had already recalled something. "That man sitting beside me got bored while we were waiting in line and made a golfing swing at the air."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and demonstrated the movement from memory.
Mouri Ran compared his motion to the way Mouri Kogoro played golf. "If he raised the club that way, then that uncle should be right-handed, like my dad."
Officer Sato hesitated. "But left-handed golf clubs are relatively rare, so even many left-handed people develop the habit of swinging from the right. That movement doesn't prove much."
Then she thought of someone else and pointed at a young man in a baseball cap in the photo. "This person can be confirmed as right-handed, though. When he saw that uncle swinging an imaginary golf club in line, he copied him by making a right-handed baseball throwing motion."
Conan said, "Then the