"You sure showed up at the perfect time."
Watching Heiji Hattori swing off his motorcycle and lead Kazuha Toyama over, Mori Kogoro curled his lip and glanced sideways at Akechi Goro. He did not say anything, though.
It was obvious enough. This was Osaka, Hattori's home turf, and the Suzuki family was working with Osaka Police Headquarters on security. There was no way the son of the police superintendent's family would miss even the slightest development here.
"Sorry, sorry. It's just such a rare opportunity. Kaito Kid hardly ever comes to Osaka, after all." Heiji waved a hand. "Besides, with all of you here, I had even more reason to come take a look."
As he spoke, he gave Hoshikawa Teru, who was standing nearby with a smile on his face, a long, direct look, and quietly thought, Huh?
Akechi Goro was awfully quiet today... That wasn't like him at all...
Was it because Suzuki Group people were right in front of him, so he needed to maintain his image and could not reveal too much of his sinister, sharp-tongued side?
What a crafty guy.
Unaware of what Heiji was silently complaining about, Hoshikawa Teru merely watched him approach and unconsciously took half a step back.
It was not that he was intimidated. The main thing was that, around friends who were already close to Tangze, he always felt uneasy that saying too much would easily reveal certain information. If possible, he really wanted to keep this encounter short.
Sonoko Suzuki had no idea about the private tension between them. She merely whispered to Ran Mouri again that she thought Heiji Hattori was a handsome athletic type, then linked arms with her best friend and led the group into the venue.
Standing inside the museum, which was called the Museum