Conan looked at the huge puzzle in front of him and interrupted with a righteous look: "Sister Xiaolan, if you are afraid, take Brother Jiang Xia back first. I will help you find out the truth, so that you don't have to be afraid in the future."

Jiang Xia: “…?”

But Ran Maori was suddenly awakened by this sentence: Think about it carefully, this apartment is actually not too far from Mikacho, and he had to pass by nearby places when he was in school.

No one stipulates that all ghosts are earth-bound spirits. If those ghosts like to wander around, they might wander to places where she occasionally passes.

In other words, if the problem is not solved today, then when I go to school alone and get off school alone, especially in winter, the sky is dim...

Thinking of the dark night road, her goosebumps couldn't help but climb up to her back.

"Well, why don't you stay here before dark?" The educated high school student knew that long pain was better than short pain. She took a deep breath as if she was willing to go out and patted Jiang Xia on the shoulder, "The mystery here is left to you!"

As for my dad and Conan... Although I don't know why, my dad occasionally becomes a "sleeping Kogoro" like a god possessed recently and his reasoning ability has increased greatly, the probability of this phenomenon seems to be very low.

And if he and Jiang Xia were not around, his father would sleep alone, with only one Conan guarding him. Then before he exposed the truth, these two people would probably be wiped out.

After carefully doing some psychological construction for himself, Ran Maori clenched his fists and made the final decision: "I won't leave!"

Conan looked at Jiang Xia who couldn't leave anymore: "…?"

Why? Why did I suddenly change my mind!

Kogoro Mouri was quite pleased: "That's right. If you really encounter a ghost, you should teach it a lesson with your karate - if I want to say, it's 100% pretending to be a human."

"Oh?" At this time, a sound came from the diagonally above.

The middle-aged man in a sweatshirt walked down the stairs. He looked at the strange guests in front of him and smiled gloatingly: "I thought the haunted storm here had passed long ago, but I didn't expect that someone would come to watch the fun - it seems that 'that thing' is about to be excited again tonight."

Kogoro Mori looked at him in confusion: "Excited? What excitement, what thing?"

"Ha, don't pretend to be stupid, what else can you do? - Of course it's a ghost."

The man in the sweatshirt walked up to the four people and said gloomyly: "Didn't anyone say that ghosts like to appear in places where crowds gather."

As he said that, he let out an unpleasant giggle, while carrying his pockets, leaving.

Jiang Xia looked at the old landlord and waited for him to introduce the residents in the house: "Who is this?"

Compared to selling his own house, the old landlord seems to prefer selling haunted houses. He has questions and answers to these guests who see ghosts:

"He is Mr. Fancho, who lives in Room 4, and works in a model shop - don't blame him for being rude, after all, his usual job is to huddle in the room to make some scary dolls. After working in this industry for a long time, everyone will become like this."

The stiff and weird look of the doll appeared in Maori's mind, and he shivered quietly, and couldn't help but start to doubt whether the decision he left behind was correct.

At this moment, there was a sudden loud noise at the end of the corridor.

“!!!”

Ran Maori jumped up in fear and almost knocked Jiang Xia down next to him.

Jiang Xia rubbed her shoulders and raised her head. Looking at the source of the sound, she happened to see a fat man with a scent of a house-like body walking out of the room in shorts.

"It would be great if a ghost was really willing to come out." The fat guy obviously heard the conversation just now. He laughed and commented on the unknown ghost. "It's too deserted here recently, it's really boring... But the more he looks forward to it, the less she dares to show up."

While talking, he walked into the toilet beside him and closed the door.

"The tenants here are all very bold." Kogoro Mouri brows thundered, "Who is this?"

The old landlord laughed and said, "It's Mr. Siguchi from Room 2. He is addicted to special photography and saves a room of videotapes. I remember a while ago, he and his college classmates took a picture of my apartment and took a documentary ghost film, but unfortunately they kept hiding it and not showing it to us."

"Because that kind of thing has no value to be viewed at all."

A cold voice came from the stairs, and another tenant appeared - this time, a square-looking graduate student wearing glasses.

What he said was as square as his appearance, and it seemed that he was the only person in the apartment who did not believe in ghosts: "What serious things can be photographed with the 'ghosts' that do not exist at all? It's ridiculous and stupid."

The old landlord did not argue with his tenant, but just looked at the person who came down from the second floor with a little confusion: "Mr. Mudan? Don't you live in Room 1? Why did you run upstairs?"

The graduate student pushed his glasses: "I just took the toilet on the first floor, so I can only go up the second floor. By the way, I don't bother to care whether you believe it or not, but don't be too noisy at night - my thesis will be deadline tomorrow. If I can't finish writing it by the noise tonight, I won't give up."

"Thesis?" Jiang Xia remembered one of his graduate students and was quite close to his colleagues in front of him. "Are you a student too?"

The graduate student nodded in response. He did not talk much and quickly returned to his room.

However, the old landlord enthusiastically answered Jiang Xia’s question: “Mr. Mudan is a graduate student, and the most educated person in our house. I don’t know if it’s because the ghost is not good at studying, so I don’t want to see him. In short, only Mr. Mudan hasn’t seen the ghost with his own eyes, so he refuses to believe it.”

Upstairs, Calvados listened to the movement below secretly and briefly fell into deep thought.

——Why did the three tenants come out one after another? Could it be some kind of welcome ceremony in this apartment? Or would he also follow him downstairs to show off and follow the local customs?

"Forget it." This thought passed by and was quickly ignored by Calvados: Although Jiang Xia helped him to rescue him several times and avenged him for burning chocolate, perhaps because of his bad first impression. No matter how he looked at the detective, he felt bored and didn't want to get close.

The unlucky lonely wolf did not intend to aggrieved himself for the rules in a broken house.

However, the next moment, the old landlord's voice came downstairs: "Oh, by the way, I almost forgot-a new tenant came this afternoon. If he included, we would have two of us who hadn't seen the ghost."

Passionate and outgoing high school detective: "New tenant? Can we meet?"
Chapter completed!