Conan felt that Fujino, that old bastard, must have poisoned his mind.
Yeah, whenever there was blame to throw around, just dump it on the old bastard.
The rain grew heavier and heavier. Bolts of lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating most of the night and revealing black clouds blanketing the heavens.
The kids watched the downpour outside and sighed helplessly.
Ayumi leaned against the window. "The rain's getting heavier and heavier. At this rate, we won't be able to go home..."
Conan took out his phone and checked the weather forecast. "The forecast says this rain will keep going until tomorrow."
Mitsuhiko stroked his chin thoughtfully. "What should we do?"
Genta crossed his arms. "Why don't we just have Brother Fujino come pick us up?"
"Idiot." Conan immediately cursed Genta upon hearing that. "It's pouring right now. If Fujino drives that car of his, which is even heavier than an ordinary sedan, along mountain roads, it'll be easy to get into an accident, okay?"
Conan explained with dead-fish eyes.
Although he harbored a bit of resentment toward old man Fujino, he hadn't reached the point of wishing for the man's death.
If it was Fujino, Conan could mess with him. At most, it would just be to vent his frustration.
But if someone else wanted to mess with him...
Then just see whether Conan would mess with them or not!
Mitsuhiko, who was comparatively well-read among the three and had some knowledge in his head, agreed. "It'd be terrible if there were a landslide!"
"How about you all stay here tonight?"
At that moment, the old woman named Tanaka Iwae suddenly appeared behind them. With her hands clasped behind her back, she spoke to them in an aged voice.
The children jumped in fright at the old woman's sudden