Watching the numbers on the screen finally come to a complete stop, the two detectives both heaved a sigh of relief.
"...Hey, writing your own name as the answer to a question like 'the person you love most'..." Wiping away his sweat, Heiji Hattori finally had the mood to complain. "What kind of situation is that?"
"...He'd probably reached a certain level of narcissism." Conan involuntarily turned to glance at Reiko Shimizu, who lay unconscious on the floor, his feelings complicated for a moment.
He could make light of it mainly because they did not know each other, but if he put himself in Reiko Shimizu's shoes...
Someone who kept claiming he loved her, only for the answer to a crucial system password to be himself in the end.
If it had been another woman who genuinely cared deeply about love, she might have broken down...
"So Reiko Shimizu wanting to kill him wasn't entirely unreasonable." Heiji Hattori had clearly thought of the same thing and could not help shaking his head. "That was pretty awful."
"Fortunately, she wasn't after his feelings either." Conan shrugged. "From that perspective, it was inevitable that the two of them would become a couple."
"No, maybe that was exactly why she broke down so badly?" Heiji Hattori countered with impeccable logic. "The idiot she thought she had completely wrapped around her finger was never that obsessed with her at all. That was a denial of her charm, wasn't it?"
"You have a point..."
The two detectives openly badmouthed them as they headed out of the sealed room.
The commotion on the police side had already been brought under control, and police reinforcements were about to arrive. One was unconscious and the other had trouble moving, so neither had any ability to escape again. Naturally,