Vermouth recalled the past reports about "Kudo Shinichi" in confusion.
She vaguely remembered that, besides possessing exceptional observation skills and mental acuity, Cool Guy also had remarkably sharp instincts.
Yet now, when faced with someone like Uzo—someone who killed a few people every so often for amusement, and sometimes several in a single day when the mood struck him, with no telling how many lives on his hands—Cool Guy had barely reacted at all...
Was Uzo's acting simply that good?
Or did he genuinely not believe he was doing anything wrong, allowing him to carry himself as openly and honestly as a good person from the bottom of his heart, to the point that even Cool Guy's instincts had been misled into thinking Uzo really was a good person?
At that thought, Vermouth's feelings became complicated.
There was also a faint lingering fear.
...Fortunately, Uzo was not an enemy in this matter. Otherwise, not even hundreds of Cool Guys would have been enough.
The four of them each had their own thoughts.
Before they could discuss anything further, the car had arrived at the crime scene.
They got into the apartment by showing their faces and found Mouri Kogoro reeking of alcohol.
Mouri Kogoro stood by the door. The murder case seemed to have sobered him up somewhat, but with no clue where to begin, he could only do what little he could: comfort Sayuri Shimamura, who was covering her face and crying.
"Ha ha, we meet again." Seeing Jiang Xia, Officer Takagi greeted him listlessly and sighed. "I didn't expect another case to happen tonight... Did you hear the police siren and come over to help? Thanks for your hard work."
"It's nothing. If there's a case, feel free to call me—I'm willing to find the real