Conan sorted through the overload of information he had just received while silently considering his options.
"..." he thought. If Vodka had approached Jiang Xia only to temporarily use the "Great Detective" as a stepping stone, and they would not have much contact afterward, then this would be easy enough to handle—he could keep it from Jiang Xia and try to resolve it himself.
But what if Vodka really had come for Jiang Xia...
If he told Jiang Xia nothing, then Jiang Xia would lack vital information when facing Vodka... They still did not know what The Organization was plotting. If this continued, Jiang Xia might one day accidentally step into one of Vodka's sinister traps, and by then it would be too late.
But if he told Jiang Xia...
That did not seem right either. Jiang Xia still did not know about The Organization. If Conan told him the truth, then given Jiang Xia's personality, he would definitely risk his life to investigate. He might even want to catch a few Men in Black and smack them with his Collapsible Baton to test the feel of it... But these were not ordinary thugs. They had guns, and they belonged to a powerful organization.
Even if Jiang Xia remained calm and investigated slowly, now that he had already caught The Organization's attention, probing them would only stir up their vigilance and Killing Intent—the cruel and cunning people in that group would never tolerate such a sharp Detective investigating them.
"..." Conan could not help feeling troubled.
He could only bring out all the acting talent he had inherited from his mother and pretend nothing was wrong, ending his conversation with Jiang Xia as naturally as possible. He acted as though he really had only been curious about Mr. Yamada