Beyond Mount Fuji Lies Another Mountain

"Do you suspect there was something unusual about that victim's death?"

"His state can indeed be explained by the fact that he remembered the meeting place incorrectly, panicked, ran a red light, crossed the road, and was ultimately killed by a car. It also matches his behavior before his death... But I still feel that something is off."

"Too much of a coincidence?"

"Yeah, too much of a coincidence..." Holding a newspaper identical to the one in Mori Kogoro's hands, Conan calmly stared at Baishang Zhouping's face in the article.

Without his triumphant smile, Baishang Zhouping's stern face was full of the marks of age. His loose skin and sagging features made him look especially vicious and frightening.

And yet, a man with that kind of face had been packaged by an election team and climbed step by step to his current position. Public opinion truly was something easily manipulated and toyed with.

Akechi Goro's face flashed through his mind. Conan exhaled and continued toward home.

There was always a disconnect between the world's outward appearance and its inner truth. How difficult was it, then, to face truth and the human heart directly?

"There is indeed something fishy going on. We noticed this guy because of the Mori Detective situation, but after looking into him, we believe someone else may be pulling the strings behind the scenes." Tangze stood behind Hirotsugu Morofushi and calmly looked at the contents on his computer screen.

Tooru Amuro knew Tangze was Joker, and Tangze knew that he knew Tangze was Joker. This had gone beyond mere hints; it was practically an open secret.

But out of strange competitiveness and subtle awkwardness, neither of them had addressed it directly. So even if Tooru Amuro truly needed to contact the Phantom Thief Troupe to exchange intelligence,