As Conan racked his brains, a figure suddenly leaped into his mind, making his eyes light up.
"Right, Hattori!" The Fake Elementary School Student slapped his fist into his palm. "He may be slightly inferior to me, but Hattori is still a Detective with a good head on his shoulders. And since he's all the way in Osaka, he might be able to offer some useful advice from an outsider's perspective."
"When I have time, I'll go visit him, or have him come over here... Not because I want to compete with him on case-solving speed to regain my confidence. It's just that some things aren't convenient to discuss over the phone. Talking face-to-face would be safer."
In any case, since they had failed to see Mr. Yamaguchi, the group could only leave the hospital empty-handed.
It was not far from Beika Town, and the weather was nice, so instead of taking a car, they strolled back on foot, treating it as a walk.
Along the way, Mouri Kogoro looked at the familiar street block nearby and suddenly grew nostalgic. "Come to think of it, when I was young, I rented a run-down Apartment just like Mr. Yamaguchi's. Those were truly nostalgic days."
But Mouri Ran caught a different point, shuddering all over. "Your place was haunted too?"
"Of course not. I was just saying they were equally dilapidated." Mouri Kogoro looked around the roadside as he tried hard to remember. "That Apartment should be somewhere nearby. I remember it stood out like a sore thumb in that residential area because it was so decrepit, yet it actually had the nerve to call itself 'Bright Apartment.' It should've been called Hell Apartment instead. Every day, whenever I went in or out, I thought it was going to collapse and