"Yokohama Crime Research Club... Crime Research of Yokohama... Honestly, they never considered what to do if a detective happened to be bad at English, did they?"
Standing before the lab door, Mori Kogoro read the English word by word, scratched his head, and complained indignantly.
No, more accurately, if Conan had not pointed it out, he would not even have found the keyword Yokohama Marine University.
"Well, detectives are supposed to be intelligent people with broad knowledge..." Conan's gaze drifted away as he coughed. "Um, the client probably really didn't consider that..."
It was not merely that people idolized detectives' intelligence. In past case reports, Mori Kogoro had indeed always been portrayed as clever and wise.
And with Conan acting as his unseen partner behind the scenes, he had never shown any unfamiliarity with foreign languages, so naturally the client would not have considered it.
"Ha, this is really..." Mori Kogoro curled his lip and said no more, directly twisting the doorknob before him.
Behind the door came the cheerful laughter of young men and women.
"Oh, right, you're Akechi-kun's coworker too. Is he usually like he is on TV when he works?"
"Which way? If you mean when he's solving cases, he really is always smart and quick to react."
"Not that. I mean, that... that smiling, pleasant-looking way..."
"Your imitation is awful, Takamura."
"Don't talk nonsense—!"
Seeing the teenage boy and girl surrounded by a group of university students beyond the door, Mori Kogoro stood dumbfounded for quite a while before barely recognizing his two fellow detectives.
"This is... Natsuki Koshi from Akechi's agency? And that, that..."
"...Saguru Hakuba, son of a senior Metropolitan Police Department official." Conan prompted him, immediately turning his attention to their wrists.
Sure enough, both wore identity marker watches identical to Conan's. The