"How is Mr. Itakura doing?"
"Ah, it seems the emergency treatment is over. The hospital said that although he missed the golden window for emergency treatment by the time he was brought in, Mr. Itakura had already been taking medication in preparation for bypass surgery, and his will to survive was relatively strong..." As he said this, Wataru Takagi's expression could not help turning a little strange.
It was not just him. Almost everyone present recalled the tenacious Braille chessboard Taku Itakura had left behind while bound so tightly he could not move.
...They had to admit, it was quite convincing.
"Well, I suppose that counts as a happy ending for everyone."
As Juzo Megure spoke, he watched Ryusuke Soma, who had already been handcuffed by his subordinates, from the corner of his eye. Upon hearing the news, Soma's shoulders slumped. It was impossible to tell whether he had been dealt a blow or relieved of pressure.
The murderer had not succeeded, and the victim was safe and sound.
Even if this outcome was merely a lucky accident, it was still far better than someone dying beyond revival—far better than all the impulsive and calm, thoughtless and carefully considered differences and conflicts, and the chance to explain everything and find another solution.
Ryusuke Soma lowered his head to look at the handcuffs on his wrists. Without saying a word, he silently followed them out.
As usual, Mori Kogoro was kept behind by Juzo Megure and forced to deal with the aftermath at a scene he had not participated in at all. Ran Mouri knowingly led Conan and the other two unfortunate clients who had merely been innocently caught up in the matter out of the temporary shell that had originally belonged to Taku Itakura.
"The project definitely won't make the