"..." Vermouth fell silent for a moment, pretending not to notice her phone vibrating.
After a while, once enough time had passed, she took out her phone as though she were bored and merely wanted to check the time.
There was a new email inside.
Judging by the mailbox address, it was indeed from Uzo.
That arrogant young man was openly discussing dark matters in front of a group of police officers without a care:
[I remember you said before that you wanted to experience the perspective of a mastermind?]
Vermouth: "..."
She stared at that abrupt sentence for two seconds, her heart silently tightening as a bad feeling suddenly came over her.
Nearby.
Conan was searching hard for clues while secretly observing Jiang Xia's progress on the case.
When he saw Jiang Xia yawn and shuffle toward the sofa, Conan paused slightly and found Jiang Xia's behavior odd. "Are you very sleepy?"
Jiang Xia gave a vague response. "A little. Maybe I went to bed too late yesterday."
A look of realization appeared on Conan's face. Had Jiang Xia gone street racing late at night again?
He only thought it to himself and did not say it aloud. After all, they were surrounded by police officers, and it was better not to openly mention something that was at least somewhat illegal.
So Conan quickly returned his attention to the current case.
He suddenly remembered something and asked Jiang Xia, "When Miss Shimamura and Uncle Mouri were describing their movements earlier, did you want to say something?"
—Conan remembered that when Mouri Kogoro had been reviewing the timeline, Jiang Xia's gaze had kept shifting between him and Sayuri Shimamura. He had clearly noticed something and wanted to speak, but hesitated.
However, Ran had suddenly brought up Mouri Kogoro's date