(Thud)
Hattori Heiji resisted the urge to scratch his head and cursed under his breath. "Isn't this all because of your Suzuki Sonoko? She kept saying she'd adapted a script on par with a suspense novel, and that there was no way I could unravel its mysteries... How could I let that slide? I changed my flight on the spot, planning to sneak into your audience, solve the script along the way, and then give you a thoroughly satisfying spoiler-filled reveal..."
As he spoke, Hattori Heiji noticed the suspicious gazes around him had not shifted away, and suddenly realized he had gone a little off-topic.
He cleared his throat and said solemnly, "Anyway, I snuck into your venue, but before I could deduce anything about the play, the sudden Murder Case interrupted everything.
"I was about to come over and see what was going on, but there were too many people and I couldn't squeeze through. Before I found a way over, Kudo suddenly called me—he asked me to disguise myself as him and show up in public, especially in front of Mouri Ran. He also stressed that I had to look both like him and unlike him... Simply put, he wanted people to think I was Kudo Shinichi, but to know upon closer inspection that I wasn't."
As he spoke, Hattori Heiji suddenly recalled something odd. He stroked his chin in puzzlement. "His voice sounded kind of strange. It didn't really sound like a child's—it sounded more like a high schooler's voice. Could it be that he..."
Halfway through, Hattori Heiji abruptly remembered that he could not casually talk about the Black Organization. And according to Conan, Jiang Xia believed that Kudo Shinichi had unfortunately shrunk because of one of Professor Agasa's Black Technology medicines.
"..." Hattori Heiji barely