Mouri Ran and Suzuki Sonoko listened silently from the side.
When they heard "throat slashing," the two of them involuntarily raised their hands in unison and touched their delicate necks, frightened. Sneaking into someone's home while the owner was holding a party, attacking someone who had been left alone, committing a brutal crime, and then walking away... It was practically like a legendary serial killer, enough to send chills down anyone's spine.
Conan recalled the bloodstains he had seen on the way over, but he did not think the culprit had been an outsider—it seemed more like an inside job, with the blame pinned on some "passerby."
His lips moved, and the words, "How strange!" nearly slipped out.
But unfortunately...
Conan looked at Vodka, who was mixed in among the suspects, clicked his tongue inwardly, and silently swallowed his words: Those damned Organization members had deprived him of the right to be a Detective openly. In the eyes of the Organization, "Kudo Shinichi" was already dead. He had to maintain that illusion now, or disaster would strike...
Still, speaking of Kudo Shinichi's career as a Detective...
Conan caught sight of Jiang Xia beside him from the corner of his eye, and his mood suddenly became a little complicated.
Conan: "..." Come to think of it, if he had not been turned into a child, and Jiang Xia had suddenly taken an interest in detective work... Every time Jiang Xia solved a case at the crime scene in seconds, he would be standing beside him like some outdated decoration... Wouldn't that have been even more embarrassing? Just like Hattori whenever he ran into Jiang Xia...
"..." By comparison, being an elementary school student was much more convenient—most people thought it perfectly normal for a child to solve cases more slowly than