The killer was unremarkable, and so was the victim.
There were some sordid motives mixed in, and other lives had been implicated, but in the end, neither the cause nor the outcome had been particularly unexpected.
In Beika Town, a case that had not taken long to solve would not have caused much of a stir. Even the few elementary school students, hardened by countless cases and rich in experience, had already casually put it behind them.
If there had truly been anything unusual about it, perhaps it was that an FBI agent had been involved.
"Though we basically managed to bluff our way past the police, is that big guy's identity really not a problem?"
Sitting in the moving small Beetle, Ai Haibara turned around and softly asked Conan, who was being held in Tangze's arms.
It had not been an outstanding case, yet it had been handled with exceptional efficiency. She could more or less understand why Conan had been in such a hurry.
The FBI operation had only just passed. Causing any commotion at a time like this and dragging in other FBI agents still active in Tokyo would not have been appropriate.
It was not that Conan normally failed to handle cases properly. It was just that he had been in such a rush this time because of Camel's identity.
"...Well, yeah." Conan first glanced at Tangze, who seemed not to have heard, then gave an awkward laugh and lowered his voice. "As far as I know, he hasn't only been here recently..."
Shuichi Akai had infiltrated the Organization for so long. Since the Organization's headquarters was in Japan, even if he had been operating on hostile ground, he would have had to find a way to establish some personal resources for himself.
Camel had not