Good Day

"Why did you drag me away so quickly... At this rate, it won't be easy to hear whatever new discoveries the police make."

Once they entered the stadium and Tangze finally let him down, Conan complained in a low voice.

Although he could figure out the police's next move with a little thought, losing access to their frontline information made it much harder to stay updated on the culprit's next ransom message.

And there had originally been a low-cost solution to that.

Tangze lowered his eyes, looked at this guy who was openly trying to become an outlaw, raised an eyebrow, and said nothing.

Yeah, wasn't it easy enough to listen in? Bugs were so convenient.

If he remembered correctly, the way Conan had kept up with the police's information in this case was by secretly sticking a listening device onto their walkie-talkie.

It was really something that Inspector Megure could keep a straight face whenever those elementary schoolers showed up suspiciously fast.

"There's no need to hear their information. I can tell they won't find the real suspect." After inwardly criticizing the detective's reckless investigative methods, Tangze continued leading the children through the long entrance tunnel as he spoke with certainty.

The Junior Detective Agency members hurrying along at his sides froze slightly, exchanged looks, and appeared confused.

"Huh? Why, Brother Tang Ze? You didn't object to what the police were doing just now," Ayumi Yoshida asked.

"Their actions meet procedure, so naturally they have their own considerations. I'm just an ordinary student. It's not like they have to listen if I give them advice." Tangze looked back at her even more innocently.

Ai Haibara, who had been jogging along at the very back while holding down her hat, nearly failed to stop in time and almost crashed straight