While both sides waited in the alley to play hide-and-seek.
Inside the Apartment Building not far away.
Three children lay in a row in the dark bedroom with the curtains drawn, sleeping soundly. The two fake children lay beside them, each lost in their own thoughts.
The living room beyond the door was equally pitch-black. The bearded salesman lay flat on his back on the sofa, snoring away.
Just then, a figure approached slowly, moving through the impenetrable darkness and closing in on the sofa from behind.
Stopping in front of the sofa, the black-clad figure revealed a cruel smile. Then he raised his Knife and viciously drove it down at the salesman on the sofa.
"Ah—!!"
The salesman jolted awake from his dream and let out a dying scream.
The scream was like a Saw, tearing through the night and instantly sawing apart the terrible scenarios Conan had been imagining.
"What was that?!" The Fake Elementary School Student had already come up with 108 possible ways Jiang Xia could have shrunk, only to be interrupted.
He sprang up, fumbled for the table lamp beside the bed, and switched it on. Once he could see, Conan jumped out of bed, rushed to the bedroom door, and opened it.
The bedroom was right next to the sofa. In the dim light, all he could see was the salesman lying on his back on the sofa, completely motionless.
Beside him stood the homeowner, who had also been startled by the scream and run over to the sofa.
The young brown-haired man blankly nudged his colleague. "Mr. Furumura, what were you shouting about just now? Mr. Furumura? Mr. Furumura!"
Recalling where the light switch was, Conan ran over and turned on the lights.
The room brightened. After a brief moment of adjustment, the