“Then leave the notes to Nakamori-keibu or Conan-kun- well, Conan-kun. He can figure them out just fine.”
"WASn’T THAT WHAT I WAS SAYING EARLIER?! That Conan-kun was the perfect person for the job- god… DAMMIT.. KUROBA-KUN! NON… SEQUITUR… NONSENSE! AUGHH!"
He stopped, took a deep breath, and attempted to regain his composure. It would do him no good to show quite so much vulnerability to someone like Kuroba Kaito– he’d just use it against him.
HMF.
”…this is precisely why I would choose to work with Conan-kun. Regardless, I’ve done quite well on my own, all things considered, even though you might disagree… and also, did you just inadvertently admit to their being your notes?“