"Excuse me, Mori Detective, but could you share your thoughts on this murder case?"
"Sorry, the details of the case are still under investigation. I can't reveal too much."
"Mr. Nagumo, who was arrested, claims that his crime was understandable. He says the victim had abused his son for a long time, and that he made an extreme choice after reaching the end of his rope. Is the truth as he described it?"
"Let him say whatever he wants."
"Then do you believe he's making excuses for himself?"
"I'm a detective. Detectives can only prove what objectively happened. I merely exposed the trick he used to make the murder weapon disappear and advised him to turn himself in before things got beyond repair. As for what he was thinking in his heart, why don't you ask those Phantom Thieves of Hearts?"
"Eh, you mean..."
"That's enough. We're done here."
"Ah, Mr. Mori, Mr. Mori!"
Mori Kogoro stroked his chin and stared intently at the news footage, where he broke through the ring of microphones, gave a dashing wave, and walked out of frame. He nodded in deep satisfaction.
"Tch, the silent back of a man, saying everything without a word... So cool. I'm just too cool!"
"Dad..."
When Conan pushed open the door to the detective agency, this was the scene he found.
Mori Kogoro sat upright in the armchair before the television, watching a replay of the news. Ran Mouri and Tangze stood on either side behind the sofa, enthusiastically playing along.
"This means it recorded properly, right?" Having finished admiring himself, Mori Kogoro checked the machine beneath the television and asked uncertainly. He leaned in and carefully ejected the disc from the drive. "As long as there's a computer or DVD player with a disc drive, anyone can