Hearing this, Conan suddenly remembered the dry batteries he and Hattori Heiji had found near the Tenshukaku earlier. Guiltily, he let out a quiet "Ah!" They had forgotten to tell the police about it.
He had originally wanted to make up for it, but after hesitating for a moment, he worried that speaking up would earn Hattori Heiji another kick. After all, Hattori Heiji was still sitting on the ground, and his father was right beside him. No matter how one looked at it, it was a very convenient position for kicking.
"..." Conan fell silent for a moment, deciding to wait until father and son put a little distance between themselves before quietly handing the batteries to the more approachable Inspector Otaki.
Hattori Heizo, however, had not thought that much about it. He did not even seem to have listened closely to Inspector Otaki. Once Otaki finished speaking, Hattori Heizo merely glanced at him and gave an unreadable acknowledgment.
Then he rose to his feet and waved a hand with unquestionable authority. "If it was suicide, leaving two or three people here is enough. What are we all crowding around for? The police are not so idle that we can waste this much manpower on a minor case like this—Toyama, let's go."
The two high-ranking police officers rose from beside the body and left one after the other.
At his words, someone among the onlookers gave a cold laugh and cursed furiously in their heart: Stupid police.
Hattori Heizo led a large group of subordinates away.
Only two or three officers really were left behind to deal with the aftermath.
Hattori Heiji seemed not to have recovered yet. He sat on the ground, staring downward in silence as he pondered something.
After watching for a while, Jiang Xia