A Familiar TV Screen Hijacking

"An appointment with friends..." Moriyama Teiji repeated thoughtfully, looking at them again. "I see. What a pity. My apologies—I had a pleasant conversation with that young lady last time, so I couldn't help asking after her. Regarding the matter you just mentioned, forgive my impertinence, but should I include people who might be considered competitors...?"

That impressive answer had finally made the adults present stop fussing over his running around the house—though both officers and Mori Kogoro looked more or less like they were holding back laughter. Conan, temporarily freed from Moriyama Teiji's scrutiny, let out a breath of relief.

He had insisted on coming with them precisely so he could further verify his suspicions. If Moriyama Teiji paid too much attention to him, he would lose room to maneuver.

Temporarily concealing himself behind the sofa where Inspector Megure and the others were seated, Conan waited until Moriyama Teiji's attention had fully shifted away from him. Then he quietly slipped out of the reception room and surveyed the layout.

He remembered that the exhibition room had been in this direction when he came here last time...

After orienting himself for a moment, he quickly found the room Moriyama Teiji had shown them during their previous visit. He slipped inside on tiptoe and switched on the lights.

The room he had seen a few days ago appeared before his eyes once more.

After briefly scanning the surroundings and confirming there were no cameras or similar devices, he quickly headed toward the photographic works he had only skimmed over during his first visit.

The photographs in the exhibition room were arranged in order of the buildings' completion dates. Skipping past the earliest ones, he found several houses that had suffered bombing attacks.

He raised his head and carefully compared the photographs, quickly