When Hattori Heiji arrived, the scene in front of him was the same as a year ago. He held Kazuha's hand, but what he saw was Maori Ran's lonely grave. The gentle and beautiful girl with her warm smile had been buried in the ground for a long time. There was a bouquet of flowers that had slightly lost its moisture in front of the grave. Kudo Shinichi, just like a year ago, left without leaving anyone behind.