However, it wasn't a big problem. Jiang Xia deftly rephrased Shitara Renki's request into something more practical and easier to understand. "So your commission is to make sure that after you finish performing, you won't suddenly fall to your death like several of your elders did?"
"Huh?" Shitara Renki froze. That... actually didn't sound wrong!
She hurriedly nodded, but halfway through, she suddenly realized the difference. "Not just me. It'd be best if my other family members don't fall to their deaths after playing next year either."
Jiang Xia politely declined. "We'll talk about next year when next year comes."
"All right..." Apart from being closer to her parents, Shitara Renki wasn't particularly attached to her other relatives. After a brief struggle, she agreed. Jiang Xia had a point—at worst, she could find him again next year. What mattered most now was keeping herself alive!
Haibara Ai had been examining the violin case on the table when she suddenly noticed something. She turned toward the window and paused. "Why is it so bright outside?"
"It really is bright! The whole sky is red." Mouri Ran guessed, "Did your grandfather set off lots of fireworks specially for his birthday celebration?"
Jiang Xia chuckled. "What a spectacular fireworks display."
Shitara Renki looked bewildered. "Fireworks? I don't think we booked anything like that."
Conan also turned to look outside. The longer he watched, the more something felt wrong. If it were fireworks, there should have been bursts of dazzling light exploding one after another—but why was the glow outside so steady?
Wait, looking closely, it seemed oddly familiar.
Conan sprang from his stool and ran to the window. Peering outside through the glass, his eyes widened sharply.
What fireworks? It was clearly a fire—the Villa next door was engulfed in roaring flames, vigorous