Though he had been beaten to a pulp and was basically unconscious, Masahiko Michikyo had at least been handed over to the police in one piece, still breathing.
As a result, the group's return trip to Tokyo was not delayed.
However, there were still some changes to the seating arrangements.
"I don't mind Sonoko and Kyogoku riding in the same car. I think it's good to let the two of them spend more time together." Clutching her travel bag tightly, Ran Mouri leaned close to Tangze's ear and whispered, "But having Mr. Adachi drive us back..."
The sudden case had occupied her attention these past few days, but she had not forgotten the awkward situation between Tangze and Tōru Adachi.
Even though the case had brought her into contact with him, it had not changed her previous opinion of the man.
Whatever he was like inside, back when he had still had his job, he definitely had not been the kind of police officer who pursued justice, saw fulfilling his duty as his mission, and made protecting the public his purpose.
Not to mention...
Ran Mouri's gaze shifted toward Tangze's other side.
Conan stood there with his little face stiff, arms folded, glaring furiously at Tōru Adachi as he loaded their luggage into the trunk, looking thoroughly sulky.
Not to mention, Conan had had the spotlight and credit stolen from him, Sonoko had nearly been endangered, and the information about the culprit they had worked so hard to uncover and confirm had been effortlessly used by Tōru Adachi to claim the fruits of victory.
Shinichi was probably about to explode with anger...
Conan really was about to explode with anger.
The last time he had been this angry was during the Nagato Family case, when he and Hattori had fought