I was in Conan, and after picking up Xiao Ai, I was chased by Hongzi.

"Who is this again?" Mouri Kogoro asked.

"Mr. Mudan is studying at the graduate school. He is the only person living here who has not seen ghosts yet." Otonashi Yoshiichi said.

Later, under the leadership of Otonashi Yoshiichi, everyone came to his room and sat on their knees around the small round table.

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

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

The lights in the corridor are dim, and the door of each room is filled with daily objects, leaving only a small passage for people to pass.

Occasionally, the broken lights in the corridor would flash on and off. It’s terrifying to think about it now.

Sometimes I get home late. Out of fear, I can only wait for a while at the door, waiting for a neighbor to pass by, and then follow the neighbor carefully back home.

It’s interesting to think about it now.

"According to what you said, you used to have eight tenants living here, and now half of them have been scared away by ghosts." Mouri Kogoro looked at Otonashi Yoshiichi.

"Yes, actually this whole thing started after I saw a will-o'-the-wisp floating in the building next door in the middle of the night."

"At first none of the other tenants believed it was haunted."

"Then either the water in the toilet turned red, or a ghastly figure appeared outside the window, peeking into the house, or someone lost his mind and saw some horrific scene."

"The strange thing is that this kind of thing keeps happening one after another. Later, even TV stations and magazines came to interview me."

Otonashi 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 is already in the coffin, so what's there to be afraid of?" Otonashi replied with a smile.

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

"But you don't have to worry too much. If the sky 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!"

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

"What are you doing!" Xiaolan glared at him.

Mouri Kogoro looked at the time and said, "Just wait a little longer. It feels quite interesting here."

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

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

Several people nodded in agreement with his statement.

However, there was nothing to do while sitting around, so 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 something else.

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

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..."

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

A woman's face with burns appeared on the TV screen, and dark blood flowed from the rotting corpse.

The woman's wide-eyed eyes were filled with tears of resentment, and she kept saying:

"Hurry up...get out of...this place..."

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

In his dream, Otoi Hiroshi was lying on Xiao Ai's lap, enjoying Anko's massage and eating the grapes that Belmode put into his mouth.

Suddenly a shrill scream shattered the dream.

Opening his eyes, he jumped up suddenly and realized that it was Xiaolan's cry.

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

"That..." Mao Lilan pointed at the TV screen in fear.

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

The screen then disappeared.

Subconsciously, he thought he had seen it wrong.

"Dad...Dad..." Mao Lilan panicked and called Mao Li Kogoro quickly.

"What's wrong?" Mouri Kogoro and Conan woke up.

"On TV..." Xiaolan lowered her head and said.

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

I only see black and white light spots filling the screen.

"How could it be possible..." Xiaolan looked at the TV in disbelief.

"Did you see it wrong?" Mouri Kogoro turned on the lights in the room.

"Well," Otoi Hiroshi stood up, "I think Xiaolan saw it right. When I woke up just now, I did see the face of a woman with burns all over her face."

"Hey, hey, it's already so late." Mouri Kogoro looked at the time, "Why is this old guy so sleepy?"

"Anyway, you guys stay here for now, I'll go make it easy. When the old man wakes up, tell him that we're going back."

After saying that, he left the room.

Hiroshi Otoi noticed that Conan was playing with the TV, so he walked over and asked softly: "What's going on?"

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

Hiroshi Otoi thought for a moment and asked, "Is there any way to play back images on TV without the need for video tapes?"

"Is there a way?" Conan thought for a moment, his glasses reflecting, "There really is one."

In the corridor, Mouri Kogoro put his pockets in his pockets and muttered: "I really can't stand it. How can there be any ghosts in this world..."

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

"What's going on with this toilet? It stinks like hell and is dark as hell." He said with disgust.

In the house, Mao Lilan kept calling Otonashi Yoshiichi, but he still didn't wake up.

"Classmate Otoi, come here and take a look." Mao Lilan hooked her hand at Otoi Hiroshi.

"what happened?"

"What's the matter with grandpa not waking up?" she said.

Otoi Hiroshi's expression changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward and placed his fingers on Otomu Fang's carotid artery.

"call……"

Feeling Otonashi Yoshikazu's normal pulse, Otoi Hiroshi breathed a sigh of relief.

I thought that the God of Death would be powerful when I woke up after a nap.

"He's fine. Maybe he just slept hard," Otoi Hiroshi said.

"That's it." Mao Lilan put her hands on her chest, worried.

Ever since I arrived at this apartment, I have heard and seen some scary things.

It's true that it's an area she's not good at.

The sound of the toilet flushing came from the corridor, and Yoshikazu Otonashi slowly woke up.

Otoi Hiroshi just wanted to say goodbye to him.

Then I heard the miserable wailing of Mouri Kogoro.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

[Question: Which emperor in history is the one we call a "traveler"? 】