Conan's Science Manga Artist Kudo Yuuji

Walking on the streets of Hakodate with his arms folded, Mouri Kogoro breathed out air while looking around.

A whole day has passed since he arrived in Hakodate, but he still found no trace of his daughter and Conan, and the phone couldn't be reached. The teachers who went to the kendo competition said they didn't know, so he had to find a hotel to rest temporarily last night. Night.

Detective Mori, who hasn't watched the news yet, doesn't know about Yuji's fake death, and certainly doesn't take the children's injuries into consideration.

【Should we go to the police station? 】

He had the impression here in Hokkaido that Officer Nishimura was a police officer he met when he was on vacation. If he said hello, he should be able to help find the child.

"By the way...Is the security management in Hakodate so strict?"

From time to time there are police patrols riding bicycles on the street, and people walking in a hurry are always carefully observing the intersection.

He took out his cell phone and planned to dial for the last time, but as soon as he put his hand into his pocket, the phone vibrated and rang at the same time. The uncle hurriedly put his travel bag at his feet and took out his cell phone.

"Unrecognized phone number?"

Putting the phone connected to his ear, Kogoro Mouri briefly introduced himself, and then asked if he was a businessman from Tokyo.

"No, no, it's me, Nakamori Ginzo."

"Officer Nakamori? This is your number." Mouri Kogoro said strangely: "But it's different from the number I saved. Did you change your phone?"

"No, this is my subordinate's mobile phone, my mobile phone..."

Nakamori Ginzo patted his empty pocket and said helplessly: "It seems to have been taken away by a junior in the family."

"Really, no matter how much a mobile phone costs, it's better to be generous and give it to your child."

Mouri Kogoro's words made Nakamori Ginzo a little upset. He clicked his tongue and interrupted Detective Mouri who wanted to continue.

"That's right, we plan to ask for your help. In fact, we wanted to call you yesterday, but too many things happened, and we haven't finished handling the matter until now."

"Ah, it's okay to help. I'm here..."

"By the way, your child is also with us. Fortunately, he is not seriously injured. Next time, remember not to let the child come out alone."

Nakamori Ginzo took the car keys thrown by his subordinates: "Don't worry, Kudo-kun. Director Odagiri called me and said that the child was fine and was rescued by the Metropolitan Police Department's secret police."

"Um?"

He hung up the phone after Nakamori Ginzo reported the name of a hot spring hotel. Mouri Kogoro hadn't finished processing the huge amount of information just now, and he was frozen on the side of the road.

No, no, no, aren't his children here to participate in the National Kendo Competition? Although it is just a cover, the actual purpose is to cheer up the confession of the boy from Osaka in Kansai, but how do you hear it... It feels like these children are involved in something dangerous again?

"And we have to go to the hot spring hotel to discuss it. Is the police station already under surveillance?"

Mouri Kogoro picked up his bag, hailed a taxi and went to the hot spring.

…

"I woke up, now I have to think about how I got downstairs."

When Mouri Kogoro was on his way to the hotel, Hattori Heiji, who had been resting for two hours, finally woke up. Holding his head that was still aching due to lack of sleep, he sat on the bed and looked at the available items in the room.

The key point is not how to get down, but how to take Kudo Yuuji out after getting down. The kidnapped boy’s criminal still doesn’t know how he will rub him. Just thinking about it, Hattori Heiji felt like he was soaked in cold water.

We must be prepared for the worst, that is, Kudo Yuji completely loses consciousness. Not only will he have to fight the gangsters, but he will also have to take someone with him without any help.

Hattori Heiji glanced at the bathroom and put the disposable toothbrush and toothpaste in his pocket. A toothbrush can be used to poke eyes, but toothpaste has even more uses.

He opened the bathroom sash window and looked at the useless sash. Hattori Heiji complained about the design that would definitely be noticed, and carefully pulled out the wire from the sash window.

He walked to the window, looked down sideways, and noticed that no one was watching on the road opposite the hotel. Hattori Heiji rolled the wire little by little, then crossed it and began to tighten it to increase the tension.

"This thickness is about the same, and the length is enough to be used on the next layer."

There is no partition in the middle, so in fact, as long as half of his body can reach the downstairs window, it will be fine.

Hanging one of the triple hooks twisted out from the two ends on the window and beating it to death, and rolling the other hook into a ball on the waistband of his jeans, Hattori Heiji took a deep breath and carefully leaned out of the window.

"It's long enough, but also to see if those guys are in the room."

Hattori Heiji took out his mobile phone and turned the camera downwards, took several photos in succession and then picked it up again.

Kudo Yuji seemed to be the only one in the room. He was sitting with his head drooped. Although he couldn't tell what he meant, he was definitely in a bad state. Before he could think about it, Hattori Heiji kicked open the window and clasped the window sill with his hands while putting on his belt. The wire coil is relaxed.

"Yuji! Yuji!"

Finally arriving in the room, Hattori Heiji, who didn't dare to make a loud noise, quietly walked to Yuuji, and then realized that the boy was sitting in a wheelchair.

[It seems that he was also in a wheelchair at Dad’s welcome party? 】

Hattori Heiji walked up to Yuji, helped the boy up and was startled.

"You...what have you been through!"

Yuji's face was already a little sunken, and even when he was supported, he could feel that he had no strength in his body. Awakened by Hattori's actions, Kudo Yuji slowly opened his eyes, which were full of bloodshot.

"Senior Heiji, am I dreaming? Or did you really come to rescue me?"

The boy sighed: "Will Aunt Yoshimoto's tonic still cause hallucinations? Sure enough, things that work so well will have some side effects more or less..."

"What are you talking about?"

Hattori Heiji patted Yuji's body puzzled: "Didn't you get hit by a car? How come you don't have any external injuries, all internal injuries?"

"When did you say that happened?"

Yuji blinked in confusion: "I was hit by a car a few days ago?"

Yuji, who had his back to the window, turned his head slightly and found that the sky outside was orange-red, and he was filled with emotion.

"The sunrise is so beautiful."

"That's the sunset, don't you see that it's redder in the west?"

Hattori Heiji felt that in this relaxed conversation, he might have made a mistake from the beginning.

"You had a car accident yesterday."

"Yesterday?" Yuji tilted his head and said dully: "That means it's only been a day without food or water..."

"About the same, no more than a few hours."

The boy weakly raised his hand to support his forehead: "Mr. Kaji is in great shape, no wonder Miss Misato is obsessed with him."

"Who is that? Kaji and Misato, friends you know?"

Hattori Heiji was alert behind the door and curious about the name Yuji said, but found that the boy's expression suddenly became terrified and pointed downstairs.

"Back...back!"