How Many Acquaintances Do You Have, Exactly?

Sato Miwako stood out among the police, whether in martial prowess or intellect, and she was truly very busy.

So minor tasks like taking statements were usually delegated to someone else—for example, the diligent utility worker who went wherever he was needed: Takagi Wataru.

At first, when Officer Takagi heard that "a detective has come to fill in some statements," he could not help showing a bitter smile—when detectives filled in statements, they often filled in a great many of them. This was definitely not an easy job.

Later, when he heard that the detective was "Jiang Xia," Takagi Wataru relaxed somewhat.

—Although Jiang Xia's statements often required a bit of simple embellishment regarding the circumstances of criminals' arrests, overall, he was a good kid without procrastination issues. He usually completed his statements on the spot, and he even loved visiting the Police Station, so they never piled up too much.

However, once they actually began taking the statements.

Takagi Wataru looked at the several stacks of materials and fell into deep thought. "..."

Since when did Jiang Xia start procrastinating too?

Had he finally been tainted by that big dye vat of detectives? Was Jiang Xia going to start rummaging around the crime scene and fighting for command next?

Thinking of this, Takagi Wataru could not help showing a pained expression. He even silently condemned the detectives around Jiang Xia—such a fine young detective had suddenly become like this; those uncouth seniors must have led him astray...

By the time the piled-up statements were finally nearing their end, Haibara Ai, a habitual late-night sleeper, had already dozed off beside them.

Conan, on the other hand, was full of energy. After finishing the statement related to himself, he began wandering around Investigation Division 1, trying to see whether