Conan stared at Hattori wordlessly a moment. "He said this would happen," he said finally. "Yes, he's here."

He looked around the lobby, pointing to the door he'd come in by. "Left the Agency, walked in through that door here. It opens onto garden now." He put his hands in his pockets, trying to get his head around the extreme weirdness of the situation. Hattori was a boy. And knew who he was. This was --

"There's a logical explanation somewhere. There has to be."