Conan: Naruto

"What... what...?"

Kudo Shinichi shook his head, trying to reconfirm whether there was any problem with his ears.

Dongfang Haoyue looked at Mitsuhiko Yuangu thoughtfully, and thought dumbly:

"Mitsuhiko really has a very special emotion for Ayumi... In my opinion, the emotion that Mitsuhiko fell into is called liking.

However, the child of Detective Conan is almost the same as the child of Naruto... I like the one that everyone else likes, very early...

Could it be... this is the commonality of Japanese anime...? "

"Conan, what is your relationship with Ayumi?!"

Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko turned sideways, clenched his fists and placed them on his chest, looking at Kudo Shinichi closely with excitement.

With a drop of cold sweat streaming down Xinyi's cheeks, he stretched out his hands to block his chest, and explained weakly:

"Ayumi and I are just ordinary friends."

"Really, that's great!!"

Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko returned to his original position, almost jumping up happily.

"Hey, Mitsuhiko."

Dongfang Haoyue flipped the skateboard over, with the wheels facing down, put her hands flat on the skateboard on her legs, looked at Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, and confirmed curiously:

"Are you against Ayumi..."

"No, no, no!!!"

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya was taken aback, stretched out his hands in panic and placed them in front of the neckline, kept shaking his hands left and right slightly, looked at Dongfang Haoyue, and explained calmly:

"I need Conan's opinion as a reference for life planning, that's all."

"Life plan~?"

Dongfang Haoyue nodded approvingly, subconsciously raised a nasty arc at the corner of her mouth, quickly covered her lips with her right hand to cover her smile, and asked pretending not to know:

"You mean... about your plans for future marriage~?"

"Ah, Haoyue!"

Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko suddenly stretched out his left finger to point at the skateboard on Dongfang Haoyue's lap, and he begged loudly from the left and right:

"Lend me that skateboard, please!"

"okay!"

Dongfang Haoyue didn't continue to dwell on the issue of marriage, she nodded without thinking, picked up the skateboard and jumped over Kudo Shinichi's lap, and handed it to Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko.

Mitsuhiko took the skateboard, stood up, saluted slightly, and sincerely thanked:

"Thank you!"

After half a minute.

"You guys are really lucky."

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya was squatting on the concrete floor two meters in front of Dongfang Haoyue, with the skateboard upside down with both legs and pushing the wheels with both hands, looking down at the skateboard slightly, he said with some envy:

"Doctors often give you things that ordinary people can't get."

"Ah."

Kudo Shinichi, whose left leg hung in front of the bench in compliance with gravity, and whose right ankle rested on his left thigh, gave a soft, absent-minded sound.

His right elbow supported the side of his right calf, his left hand held Dongfang Haoyue's thigh who had just sat on the left, and he looked at Mitsuhiko Yuangu with slightly narrowed eyes, and complained in his heart speechlessly:

"Mitsuhiko to Ayumi...Ayumi to me...what are kids thinking nowadays..."

"you are too slow!!"

It was the extremely dissatisfied voice of a middle-aged man.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi heard the sound, looked in the direction of the sound, and found...

A white car was parked on the road outside the barbed wire four meters behind the bench to the right.

In addition, a middle-aged man wearing an open white coat, black lining, square-frame sunglasses, a small beard under his nose, and a man's ponytail reaching behind his chest lifted the trunk of the car with his left hand.

He looked down slightly at the inside of the trunk, put the larger plastic bag full of things into the trunk with his right hand, and picked up the large paper bag placed on the asphalt behind his right leg, reprimanded unhappily:

"It's just asking you to do some small things, but you can actually hurt your hands like that."

"What can I do?"

A young man wearing an open brown coat, black lining, round-frame sunglasses, short curly hair, and a beard under his nose stood sideways behind the middle-aged man.

The young man held his left hand wrapped in white bandages with his right hand, looked at the middle-aged man with dissatisfaction, and complained angrily:

"I'm not like you... You've been used to doing those things for a long time, so of course there won't be any accidents."

"Strong words make sense!"

The middle-aged man put the paper bag roughly into the trunk, stretched out his hands, pressed down heavily on the trunk lid of the car, and made a "bang!" sound as he closed the trunk.

He looked down at the trunk slightly, and accused angrily:

"Forget it, I made a mistake, and actually entrusted an idiot like you to do something!"

"Damn it, you'd better be polite to me!"

The young man tried his best to suppress his anger, and stared fiercely at the back of the middle-aged man.

"Let's get in the car first."

The middle-aged man didn't want to quarrel, so he quickly calmed down, walked towards the driver's seat with steady steps, and said coldly without looking back:

"If time drags on for too long, things that we don't want to see are likely to happen."

"Ah."

The young man chuckled and walked towards the passenger seat.

After 11 seconds.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi calmly watched the white car drive forward until it disappeared, and turned to look at each other.

"New One."

Dongfang Haoyue seriously asked for advice in a low voice:

"Are those two...are they bad guys?"

"At least they're not murderers abducting little girls."

Kudo Shinichi shook his head and calmly explained in a low voice:

"I remember the faces of the two abductors and murderers published in the newspaper I read earlier, not the middle-aged and young men just now."

"Then I can rest assured~!"

Dongfang Haoyue breathed a sigh of relief and smiled sweetly.

After a while, the sun is about to set.

"what?"

Dongfang Haoyue, who was sitting in the original position, stood up, looked at Xiaodao Yuanta, who was one meter ahead to the right, dripping with sweat, and confirmed in surprise:

"You haven't found Ayumi yet?"

"I...I searched many places but I didn't see Ayumi."

Kojima Genta, who had been running around for a long time, turned his back on Dongfang Haoyue, Kudo Shinichi and Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko, panting heavily.

Yuantai bowed slightly, supported his thigh with his right hand, wiped the sweat that had slipped down to his chin with the back of his left hand, and said anxiously and doubtfully:

"Where Ayumi is hiding, it's too hard to find."

"Hey, Yuantai."

Kudo Shinichi, who was standing on Dongfang Haoyue's right, looked at Kojima Genta, and suggested with a smile on his face:

"Otherwise, you should surrender~"

"no way!!!"

Kojima Moto straightened up too abruptly, suddenly turned sideways to look at Kudo Shinichi, and vowed indomitably:

"I will never admit defeat!!"

"But...you have been looking for Ayumi for more than two hours..."

Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, who was standing on Kudo Shinichi's right, put his hands in his pockets and looked at Kojima Genta in embarrassment.

"Ah."

Kudo Shinichi nodded approvingly, and said kindly:

"Don't be brave, the sooner you surrender, the sooner you can eat eel rice."

"No."

Kojima Motota looked down at the concrete floor, and explained in a low voice, emotionally unstable:

"Surrender is a very disgraceful thing for Ayumi... No, I can't say any more."