The second floor of the detective agency.
After washing up, Conan and Hattori Heiji held two pieces of manuscript paper and were discussing in a low voice:
"There are too many digits after the decimal point, right?"
A certain hacker roughly counted the numbers and found that the shortest one had 27 digits.
"Do you understand?" Conan squinted.
"I can't understand..." A certain black man was honest.
"I always feel that Brother Gengyi would be very powerful if he could write secret codes." Conan said thoughtfully.
"If Mr. Kusukawa's password is given to Saraichi-san, he should be able to figure it out easily, right?" Hattori Heiji sighed.
"You mean the number of the dice?"
Conan thought for a while and came up with a negative inference: "I don't think so. If you are not a frequent gambler, it would be difficult to associate it with that person."
"Yes, yes..." Hattori Heiji raised his tone and took the opportunity to strike, "In my opinion... if it is Conan's little brother who likes camping the most, he should think of something like a compass."
"Haha..." Conan sneered twice, too lazy to argue with him.
Hattori Heiji was unhappy.
The resentment towards Sunny Day Doll in my heart +1
The two of them stared at the manuscript paper for a while.
Hattori Heiji spoke again: "Should we go to rest?"
Conan looked at him deeply for a few seconds and asked, "Are you sure?"
"Is this a topic worth discussing in depth?" A certain black man was confused.
"See if there is anything missing in the office." Conan gave a hint.
Something is missing...
Hattori Heiji looked around, and the first thing he saw was the female celebrity posters on the wall. A few minutes later, he noticed traces of dust on the desk, "The TV is missing. Could it be that old man with the moustache..."
"That's right."
Conan nodded, "At this time, it's Yoko Okino's midnight show. Every time my uncle gets drunk, he will move the TV into the bedroom to watch it. I'm used to it."
Hattori Heiji:"......"
Suddenly it felt like Brother Geng's request to sleep on the sofa was a wise choice...
"Don't worry, just wait a few minutes." Conan looked at the time on the wall, "Xiaolan will finish taking a bath soon..."
Hattori Heiji:"???"
Hey, hey, is this pervert kid trying to...
Bang...
His thoughts were interrupted by a sound from upstairs, which seemed to be the sound of something heavy falling on the floor.
What happened?
A certain black man was completely confused.
"Dad, don't you know what time it is? We still have work tomorrow!"
"No! My Yoko...my Yoko..."
The sound of friction and footsteps sounded together, vaguely accompanied by the wailing of an adult man, which was getting closer and closer.
The three people who were still on the second floor of the office all raised their heads and looked towards the door.
Ten seconds later, the doorknob turned.
Then he saw Mao Lilan dragging Mao Li Kogoro, who was hugging the TV, with one hand and walked in.
"Is this...ok?" Hattori Heiji's eyes were bewildered.
"This is just one part of it..."
Conan yawned, his calm look indicating that these were just small scenes.
Although he could see it soon, Hattori Heiji couldn't help but wonder, "What else is next?"
"Uncle will not give up so easily..."
Conan spoke at the same time.
Drunk Mouri Kogoro also fully demonstrated his determination to live or die with Okino Yoko.
Of course, to be more precise, it should be the TV show that plays Yoko Okino.
A certain tool man hugged the TV and refused to let go, and Mao Lilan was helpless about this.
Hattori Heiji watched in silence for a moment, suddenly feeling that this family was so complicated...
The rain outside the window is still falling.
Ye Gengyi stopped writing and drawing in his hand.
The excitement belongs to others, he only thinks it is noisy...
Or go to sleep?
It sounds like I haven't had a good rest for a while.
Thinking about it, he began to sort out the calculation drafts on the coffee table.
"Brother Gengyi, where are you going?"
Unlike a certain Heipi who looked slightly focused when he saw this scene for the first time, Conan quickly discovered Ye Gengyi's actions.
"I'm tired, go to bed." Ye Gengyi said.
"Let's go together..." Hearing this, Hattori Heiji looked away from watching the fun.
It's just past midnight.
Okino Yoko's show will be broadcast until at least three o'clock in the morning.
Seeing that she couldn't persuade her father, Mao Lilan had no choice but to ignore it.
Carry the quilt up to the third floor.
A room without snoring seems particularly peaceful.
Mouri Kogoro's bed was empty.
On the floor, from left to right, lay Conan, Hattori Heiji, and Ye Genichi.
"In the end, it turned out that the uncle was on the second floor," Hattori Heiji sighed with emotion at first, and then asked: "By the way...could it be such a coincidence that the serial pyromaniac happened to be targeting the place where we were going? Home?"
"It would be a good thing if we can find clues about the pyromaniac."
"Brother Gengyi, what do you think?"
(눈_눈)...How about watching with your eyes closed?
Ye Gengyi was silent for a moment, "We'll know tomorrow."
"I just don't know if the rain will stop..." A certain black man obviously still cared about the sunny doll hanging on the balcony.
"I checked the weather forecast and it said it will be sunny." Conan added BUFF to his girlfriend's prayer.
"Exactly..." Hattori Heiji said disdainfully, "If the weather forecasts were so accurate, the people selling rain gear would have been out of work long ago."
"Perhaps it is to promote the economy that the report is not so accurate on purpose?" Conan gave a conjecture that sounded ridiculous at first glance.
After all, using rain gear to drive GPD will only lead to failure...
"Aren't you sleepy?" Ye Geng couldn't bear it anymore.
There is an old gangster on the second floor and two mystery madmen on the third floor...
I can't sleep now.
"Okay, Brother Saraichi, didn't you say that you usually sleep very late?" Hattori Heiji began to give evidence.
Ye Gengyi: "..."
That's when he doesn't want to sleep...
"Anyway, without uncle's snoring, I feel like I can fall asleep at any time." Conan's seemingly neutral speech was actually biased towards a certain black man.
After all, there are really very few opportunities to chat with Ye Gengyi.
"In that case, I wonder if you have ever heard of such a legend..." Ye Gengyi's voice suddenly became ethereal and cold.
Even though they were covered with quilts, Conan and Hattori Heiji suddenly shivered for some unknown reason.
If the topic stops here, the most chatting atmosphere will dissipate.
But they are all the kind of detectives who get to the bottom of things.
After the two were silent for a few seconds, they asked in unison: "What legend?"
"Ghost Stories from the Fifth Chome..."
"This is a real case. It was raining outside the window that day. Mr. Edo returned to his rented apartment as usual... Since it was already early in the morning, he felt very tired. Although he felt closed There is always a line of sight watching me behind my eyes, but I still slept with that strange feeling until the next day..."
Ye Gengyi paused for a moment as he said this.
"...What happened next?" Hattori Heiji asked hurriedly.
"Later, Mr. Edo told several of his friends about this..."
Ye Gengyi said this and slowly turned sideways.
In the dark night, his eyes facing the window seemed to emit a cold white light, "His friends said that the apartment was not clean and that people had died. The murderer has not been caught yet;
This sentence directly scared Mr. Edo, so that night, Mr. Edo dragged two friends back to the apartment to stay overnight...
Although there was a bed in the bedroom of the apartment, thinking of that line of sight, all three of them chose to make a bed on the floor.
By the way, their situation is just like ours now..."
