Alright, time to put Occhan to sleep. Conan prepared his watch and aimed for Ran's father.
Unfortunately, the man chose this moment of all times to lean forward scrutinizing a piece of evidence.
And so the dart hit Kuroba, who stood behind Occhan.
Kuroba had one second to look startled. Then he made the well-known drowsy noise that all of his dart victims made for some reason ("Oh, it's happening again!" Megure-keibu commented) and started to stumble backwards.
And then, with the elegance of a drunken rhinoceros, he fell headfirst to the ground.
Conan groaned in annoyance. Seriously, what the hell?! All those times when he had competed against Kid he had never had a chance to hit the guy with his dart! And now, when he didn't even try because of their new declared truce, he hit him. And of course the baaroo didn't have the decency to fall in a sitting posture like the others always did – no, he'd just fallen like a felled tree log, his face kissing the carpet!
"Kaito, what's wrong?" the Nakamori girl shrieked.
"Well, that's new," Megure-keibu said with growing concern. "Oh my- It's a real epileptic fit! Takagi-kun, call for an ambulance!"
Poor Conan – Kaitos trolls him even when he puts him to sleep.
Well, at least he didn't die this time ...