Conan guides him to the road with uncharacteristic patience. By this point he was extremely concerned, and every thought was bent on getting Hattori to a hospital as soon as possible. With a concussion this bad, his thoughts kept going to all the articles he'd read about possible side effects.
When they finally reach the road, Conan could hear the car. Not the Beetle's engine. And what a sign of the other detective's current state that he hadn't noticed that. Not to mention all the symptoms of his physical state.
"Stop!" he says with more than a little worry. "We can rest here. They'll find us."
Haibara still had his spare glasses. She'd be able to locate the badge with that.
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Date: 2019-02-09 12:32 am (UTC)When they finally reach the road, Conan could hear the car. Not the Beetle's engine. And what a sign of the other detective's current state that he hadn't noticed that. Not to mention all the symptoms of his physical state.
"Stop!" he says with more than a little worry. "We can rest here. They'll find us."
Haibara still had his spare glasses. She'd be able to locate the badge with that.