Just then, Conan suddenly woke up and let out a savage roar, his face twisted in agony.
"Conan, you're awake." Heiji Hattori immediately went to Conan's side. Heiji deeply sympathized with Conan now and understood how he felt.
After all, Heiji's situation was much the same as Conan's. Both their fathers had died at Gin's hands.
"Where's my dad?" Conan raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Heiji Hattori.
Heiji's expression stiffened at Conan's question. In the end, he sighed and shook his head.
How was he supposed to answer Conan? Conan already knew the truth himself. He had only asked because he still clung to a sliver of hope, hoping that everything before this had been a dream.
Heiji had been through this himself, so he understood what Conan was thinking. He had once thought the same way, believing that it was all a dream.
At that moment, Heiji remained silent. There was no point in lying to Conan, and Conan was not someone who could be easily deceived.
Besides, Heiji himself did not want to deceive Conan. If he did, their friendship would come to an end.
He only needed to remain silent and stay by Conan's side. He believed Conan would eventually come to terms with everything and turn it into the drive to take revenge on Gin.
Heiji's silence finally brought Conan fully back to his senses. He knew his father was dead now. He had seen the body himself; there was absolutely no chance that his father had merely faked his death.
"I want revenge," Conan said hoarsely.
Heiji did not try to dissuade Conan from seeking revenge, because he felt the same way. He wanted revenge too.
"It won't be so easy for us to get revenge," Heiji said to Conan.
Revenge was