The next chain of events went chaos. As Maki gave the information, the three bolted immediately to the upper parking lot. Escalators nor stairs doesn't extend to the upper floors; so Kotori, Maki and Nico rushed to the elevator.

"Good day to you," a petite voice of the elevator attendant greeted with a smile. "Please watch your steps—."

"E-Emergency!" Kotori gasped, flashing out her police ID badge. "To the upper parking lot, please!"

Frightened, the elevator attendant pushed and held the button, pertaining to emergency rules of the elevator use. The three panted heavily as they slumped in the lift.

"T-That was u-unnecessary," Nico huffed.

"The car might not be there anymore, you know," Maki stammered, breathing heavily. "Why did you even bother coming with us?"

"Because I want to know and shove to your pretty face that I'm not the thief! I'm going to make sure you'll regret pointing your finger on me!"

"C-Calm down, everybody," the elevator attendant said. "We have arrived at the upper floor parking lot."

With a ring, the elevator door opened. As the two continued to bickering as they exited the lift, Kotori approached the frightened elevator attendant.

"Apologies for the sudden alarm," she said. "May I know your name?"

"H-Hanayo Koizumi," the elevator attendant answered.

"We're sorry to disturb your duties. I'll inform the management of your cooperation."

With a bow, Kotori joined Maki and Nico, leaving the elevator attendant bewildered.

"Miss Officer—Constable Minami," Nico asked, approaching the gray-haired constable.

By the mention of the florist, Kotori's memories of earlier at the flower shop as they left flashed back:

"Miss Officer, do you know the meaning of purple hyacinths?"

A firm but gentle voice instantly interrupted Kotori's hurried tracks as the florist and the flight attendant started off. A nun clad in navy blue religious habit walking by the entrance of the flower shop appeared in front of the gray-haired constable. The nun's golden eyes gazed at hers.

"N-No…" Kotori subconsciously answered.

"What are you dawdling about?" Nico interrupted in as soon as the two noticed the missing constable on their pace. "We gotta get going. NOW!"

Kotori nodded, but still fixed at the beautiful nun, who were giving her a light smile.

"'Please forgive me'…"

"You sure looked pale there," Nico added, interrupting the constable's trance. "Are you sure you're all right?"

"Y-Yeah..!" Kotori answered agitatedly.

"Ahh! Here it is!"

As the two conversed, the flight attendant's voice exclaimed loudly. Running to the redheaded, Maki pointed to a shiny, dark violet sports car.

"Are you sure this is the one?" Nico asked, giving a cynical stare at the redheaded.

"Of course, I'm not that dumb as you think!" Maki responded heatedly.

"Meaning, the driver is still here," Kotori said.

"Should we wait, then?"

"Of course, she's the thief therefore she must be ambushed—arrested!"

"Wait, we aren't sure if she really stole—!"

"Uhm… excuse me?"

A different voice made the three jump in astonishment. Behind them, a purple haired lady stood, staring at them confusingly. With her attire and the redheaded's reaction, it was certainly the sports car driver.

"Y-You—!" Maki stammered. "Y-You thief! Give me back my suitcase this instant!"

"Stop spouting baseless accusations, you dumbo!" Nico retorted as she held Maki back.

"W-What did I do?!" the female driver gasped surprisingly.

"Apologies, miss, we don't mean to alarm you," Kotori stepped in. "But it seems that we have an incident of switched cases. Miss Nishikino here had her suitcase switched with a suitcase of flowers and remembered that she saw a similar one; your suitcase back at the airport, so we came to the conclusion that the suitcase in your possession got switched with yours and Miss Nishikino's."

The female driver stared at the gray-haired constable puzzlingly. Kotori cannot help but whine anxiously, unsure of her reaction.

"M-May I know your name?" she instinctively asked.

The driver widened her turquoise-colored eyes, and then chuckled.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm just confused with what's going on especially there's a diligent, adorable constable interrogating me suddenly," she said. "Nozomi Tojo. Wanna check out my trunk, then?"

Kotori nodded as she blushed. As they walked behind the sports car, Nico nudged her.

"I don't trust her," she whispered.

"W-Why?" Kotori asked eagerly.

"I don't know. A hunch. She kept smiling and all. Its giving me shivers."

"Here we are," the driver, Nozomi said as she pressed a button hanging on her car key. "I just want to tell you, Miss Officer, that I don't have a suitcase with me. But I want to show you anyway to prove—."

As the compartment opened, there lies a dark blue suitcase.

"Ah! That's THE suitcase!" Maki exclaimed. "I knew it!"

"W-What do you mean you don't have a suitcase?" Nico bellowed.

As Kotori turned, Nozomi herself was shocked as her face turned pale.

"I… I...!" she stammered with a shaky voice. "I d-didn't..!"

"She stole it, Miss Officer!" Maki cried out. "Arrest her!"

"I-I swear I stole no suitcase!" Nozomi whined. " I didn't really know—!"

"M-Miss Officer—!"

A familiar voice interrupted the heated scene. Kotori turned around, finding the petite elevator attendant approaching them.

"M-Miss Koizumi!"

"Y-Yes, hello again," Hanayo greeted sheepishly. "I-I'm sorry to interrupt but… Well, you see—."

"Ahh! That suitcase!"

A shrilling female voice rang in as an orange-haired girl cuddled on the timid elevator attendant.

"That must be my suitcase!" she added in an energetic voice.

"W-What?"