Conan: I really just want to fall in love with Haibara Ai

"This one again?" Mori Kogoro asked.

"Mr. Peony is studying for a graduate school course, and he is the only person who lives here who has not seen a ghost." Yin Wufang said.

Later, led by Otomu Fangichi, everyone came to his room and knelt on the ground around a small round table.

I have to say that the overall atmosphere of this apartment is really not very comfortable.

Hiroshi Otoi lived in a similar apartment for a while when he was very young in his previous life.

The corridors are dimly lit, and the doorway of each room is filled with everyday things, leaving only a few passageways for people to pass.

Occasionally the broken lights in the corridor flickered, and now it is terrifying to think about.

Sometimes it is late to return home, and because of fear, I can only wait at the door for a while, wait for a neighbor to pass by, and then follow the neighbor back carefully back to the house.

It's fun to think about it now.

"According to you, you used to live with eight tenants here, and now you have been scared away by the ghost half of it." Maori Kogoro looked at Otomu Fangichi.

"That's right, in fact, this whole thing started after I saw a ghost fire floating in the next building in the middle of the night one day."

"At first, no one from the other tenants believed in this haunting."

"Later, either the water in the toilet turned red, or an eerie figure appeared outside the window, peeking into the situation inside the house, or it was someone who lost his mind and saw some horrible and terrifying scene."

"It's strange that this kind of thing keeps happening one after another. Later, even TV stations and magazines came to interview.

Yin Wufang told what happened.

Conan held his little hand and asked curiously, "Then why haven't you moved out yet, grandpa?"

"Hahaha, half of my body has gone into the coffin, what else is there to be afraid of." Yin Wufang replied with a smile.

"Besides, I've lived here for so many years, and I've long been used to it."

"But you don't have to worry too much, if it doesn't get dark, even if there are ghosts, they won't come out."

When Mao Lilan heard this, he immediately stood up and said with a reluctant smile: "Let's go back!" Conan

was still a little curious and didn't want to leave.

"What are you doing!" Xiao Lan glared at him.

Maori Kogoro looked at the time and said, "You just have to wait, it feels quite interesting here."

"You really are..." Xiao Lan glanced at him helplessly and sat down again.

"In that case, let's sit down until about seven o'clock and leave." Otoi Hiroshi said aloud.

Several people nodded in agreement with him.

However, there was nothing to sit under the idle seat, and everyone inexplicably fell asleep on the table.

Hiroshi Otoi is no exception.

I don't know if it was because I was too tired that night or what the reason was.

Anyway, after sitting for a while, he leaned against the window and slept.

While everyone was sleeping, the sky gradually darkened.

The moon clocks in to work.

And the time slowly came to ten o'clock in the evening.

Because there was no light on, the whole room was dark.

Suddenly, the TV screen in the room lit up.

A faint voice came from the TV....

"Get out... Get out of here for me..."

Xiaolan, who was closest to the TV, slowly opened her eyes, and she subconsciously turned her head to look at the TV.

The face of a woman covered in burns appeared on a television screen, and black blood flowed from the decomposing body.

The woman's eyes widened with tears of resentment, and she kept saying,

"Hurry up... Get me out... This place..."

Mao Lilan's heart was instantly occupied by fear, and his pupils were filled with haze.

Otoi Hiroshi is lying on Komoi's lap in a dream, enjoying Red Child's massage and eating the grapes Belmod gave to his mouth.

Suddenly, a harsh scream shattered the dream.

Opening his eyes, he jumped up sharply, only to find that it was Xiaolan's cry.

"What's wrong, Xiaolan?" Hiroshi Otoi asked.

"That..." Mao Lilan pointed fearfully to the TV screen.

Otoi Hiroshi turned his head and just vaguely saw a miserable picture.

The picture then disappeared.

He subconsciously thought that he had seen it wrong.

"Dad... Dad..." Maori Lan quickly shouted Maori Kogoro in panic again.

"What's wrong?" Maori Kogoro and Conan wake up.

"On TV..." said Xiaolan with her head down.

"There's nothing on the screen." Maori Kogoro glanced at the TV.

Only black and white light spots are seen all over the screen.

"How so..." Xiao Lan looked at the TV in disbelief.

"Are you mistaken?" Maori Kogoro turned on the lights in the house.

"That," Otoi Hiroshi stood up, "I think Ran was not mistaken, I did see the face of a woman with a burned face when I woke up just now.

"Hey, it's so late." Maori Kogoro looked at the time, "How did this old guy sleep so dead."

"Anyway, you guys stay here first, I'll go and make it easier." When this old man wakes up, you tell him and we are ready to go back.

With that, he left the room.

Otoi noticed that Conan was fiddling with the TV, so he walked over and asked in a low voice, "Is there something going on?"

Conan shook his head: "There is no videotape in the TV.

Otoi thought for a moment and asked, "Is there any way to play images on TV without videotapes?" "

Method?" Conan thought for a moment, and the glasses continued to reflect, "There really is."

Maori Kogoro in the corridor muttered, "I can't stand it, what the hell is there in this world..."

As soon as he opened the toilet door, he was choked by the smell in the toilet.

"What's going on in this toilet, it stinks to death and is dark." He said in disgust.

Inside the house, Mao Lilan kept shouting that there was no one to do, but he didn't wake up.

"Otoi-san, come and take a look." Morilan hooked his hand at Otoihiro.

"What's wrong?"

"What's the matter that grandpa hasn't woken up all the time." She said.

Otoi Hiro's face changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward and put his finger on Yin Wufang's carotid artery.

"Whew..." Feeling

Otomu Fangichi's still normal pulsation, Otoi Hiroshi breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought that as soon as I slept, death would exert its strength.

"He's okay. It may be that sleeping is more deadly. Otoi Hiroshi said.

"This way." Mao Lilan clasped her hands over her chest with some concern.

Since coming to this apartment, what I have heard and seen is something scary.

It's true to the point where she's not good at.

The sound of toilet flushing came from the corridor, and Yin Wufang slowly woke up.

Hiroshi Otoi wanted to say goodbye to him.

Then I heard the horrific wail of Maori Kogoro.

"Ah! Yes! Yes! [

Question: Which emperor in history is we called the "traverser"?] 】