The rain over Tōno City didn’t fall so much as seep—into coats, into cobblestones, into the very legends that clung to the valleys like morning mist. Conan Edogawa stood at the window of the small ryokan, watching droplets race down the glass. Behind him, Ran and Kogoro argued about dinner.
Suzuki lunged—but Conan was faster. A dart from his watch. The detective slumped, and moments later, Kogoro’s voice boomed from the shadows (drawn by Ran, who had followed Conan). Detective Conan Episode 377
The mist over the pond began to lift.
“What’s that?” Ran asked.
He looked up at Suzuki. “You knew he’d come at night. You used the legend to cover up a murder.” The rain over Tōno City didn’t fall so
“Nothing. Just thinking about folklore.” and moments later