But answering questions for the police was the last thing on his mind. No, if Vermouth was here (along with Gin and Vodka), then there had to be a reason why. They wouldn't put themselves in public unless they had some business to take care of -- the illegal transaction at Tropical Land so many months ago; perhaps they wanted something to do with Kaitou KID? He couldn't imagine why they would be there otherwise, when obviously the museum was going to be packed and busy that night.
No, he wasn't going to be answering questions. He was going to be asking them -- and he knew the best chance to get those answers.
He tracked down the woman he had talked to earlier. She surprisingly wasn't very hard to find: she hadn't moved much from where he had last spoken to her, so all he had to do was innocently tug on the back of her clothing like an innocent little one would do. "Onee-san," he spoke brightly and put on a worried expression to fool the remaining officers and reporters that had filed back inside -- the lost child. "This place is really big, and I really have to use the bathroom. Can you come with me to point out where it is?"
Obviously he wasn't going to get his answers out where everyone could see them, so he had to lead her away. He knew that she would catch on. Where they actually went, he didn't care -- as long as it was somewhere they could talk privately without the chance of being walked in on.