Conan: Naruto

"Uh......"

The driver looked back at Xiaolan, looked through the windshield at the slightly hazy sky, and replied hesitantly:

"There were so many passengers getting on and off the bus at the time that I don't remember if that happened."

"Is that so..."

Xiaolan looked down at the iron floor, an uneasy look gradually appearing on her innocent face.

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Nine seconds later.

on the street.

"Finally home!"

Suzuki Sonoko stood on the bluestone bricks on the sidewalk, holding up a shopping bag and an umbrella with her wrists turned over, looking up at the gray sky, and said happily:

"It's great that it's not raining!"

During this period.

Xiaolan stood on the left side of Suzuki Garden, with her back to the garden, looking increasingly uneasy as she watched the bus she had just taken gradually go away.

"Little Lan~"

Suzuki Sonoko put down her hands, turned slightly to the right, stood on tiptoe with her left foot, stepped flat on the bluestone tiles with her right shoulder, looked ahead, and suggested playfully:

"Shall we go get something to eat~~~?"

Xiaolan remained motionless, as if she had lost her soul.

"Well?"

Suzuki Sonoko looked back at the back of Xiaolan's head, let out a light sigh, turned left decisively, and asked in confusion:

"what's going on?"

"I'm still worried."

Xiaolan turned to the right and looked at Suzuki Sonoko solemnly.

Yuanzi's expression suddenly changed, and he complained with a frown:

"What are you worried about..."

The voice just fell.

Xiaolan couldn't help but take a step forward, stopped on the edge of the sidewalk near the road, held her umbrella high, and called out in a magical voice:

"taxi!"

A taxi that looked very familiar suddenly stopped on the road in front of Xiaolan.

Xiaolan glanced at the taxi, looked at Suzuki Sonoko eagerly, and sincerely asked:

"Yuanzi, come with me."

"Wait, Xiaolan!!"

Suzuki Sonoko followed Xiaolan into the back of the taxi with a desperate struggle.

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after a while.

Bus stop near Muromachi Hospital.

Suzuki Sonoko and Xiaoran stood side by side in front of a vertical stop sign with a bus route map.

At the same time, the taxi they had just taken was speeding away on the road behind the stop sign.

"Humph."

Suzuki Sonoko, who turned slightly to the right, stared at the dark clouds on the upper right and snorted slightly dissatisfied.

She placed her right wrist against her right waist, and her left wrist against the golden satchel attached to her waist. She glanced at Xiaolan, who was turning slightly to the left and looking around, and urged angrily:

"Tell me the truth, what is your next plan?"

The voice just fell.

Xiaolan kept walking along the sidewalk on the left without looking back, telling her resolutely:

"Ask someone else!"

"Why do you care so much about that old gentleman?"

Suzuki Sonoko didn't take a step.

She put down her hands and turned to look at Xiaolan, her youthful and beautiful face full of doubts and confusion.

"I'm worried something bad happened to him!!"

Xiaolan suddenly looked sideways at Suzuki Sonoko and stopped on the sidewalk near the zebra crossing. She responded excitedly, changed the subject, and slightly lowered her head to face the front.

Xiaolan looked down at the bluestone bricks and said with a sad face:

"I always feel like I've seen that old gentleman somewhere, but I can't remember...

And...he told me...

He was coming to visit my dad. "

Xiaolan paused for a second, then lowered her beautiful eyes with a sense of loss:

"Actually... I always feel in my heart that the old gentleman has something very important to ask my father for help with."

"In that case."

Suzuki Sonoko sighed helplessly, raised her umbrella towards a building far ahead, and suggested with a sad tone:

"Let's go there."

"Eh?"

Xiaolan was stunned for a moment, quickly recovered, raised her head, and looked trustingly along the tip of the green umbrella, and found...

A building with a [Mihua News Agency] sign in the middle of the corner.

Xiaolan thought subconsciously:

"Mihua News Agency."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiaolan looked back at Suzuki Sonoko in confusion.

Yuanzi pressed down the umbrella with her right hand slightly, narrowed her eyes and looked at the other building behind Mihua News Agency, and gestured melancholy:

"Xiaolan, please take a look at the building behind Mihua News Agency."

Xiaolan turned her head back and looked into the distance again following the guidance of the umbrella, and found...

Muromachi Hospital stands quietly not far behind the Yonehua News Agency.

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3 minutes later.

Muromachi Hospital, lobby on the first floor.

Suzuki Sonoko and Xiaolan stood side by side outside the counter, with shopping bags and dry umbrellas leaning against the counter at their feet.

"Mr. Shigeyoshi Shitara."

A middle-aged woman wearing a nurse's uniform, square glasses and a nurse's cap, with fluffy black hair reaching her shoulders, stood at the counter.

She held a stack of files and placed them in front of her lower abdomen, retracted her gaze from the files, looked politely at Sonoko Suzuki and Xiaolan, and told calmly:

"He has never been to Muromachi Hospital."

"Never been here..."

Xiaolan spread her hands flat on the counter and looked at the middle-aged woman pretending to be calm.

"Correct."

The middle-aged woman nodded slightly and stated calmly:

"It is true that Shigekichi Shitara's name does not exist in our patient list."

"Is that so..."

Xiaolan lowered her head slightly and looked at the cold tiles on the counter in distress.

"really weird."

Suzuki Sonoko turned to look at Xiaolan and confirmed incomprehensibly:

"Isn't that old gentleman going to the hospital?"

"I am not sure......"

Xiaolan responded softly and dejectedly, but did not give up hope.

She thought for a moment, looked up at the middle-aged woman, and asked politely:

"Hello, is Mr. Shigeyoshi Shitara a visitor here to see a patient?"

"I just checked the visitor list, and Shitara Shigeyoshi's name also does not exist."

The middle-aged woman shook her head regretfully.

"thanks......"

Xiaolan thanked her softly, her pretty face becoming more and more depressed, and she was speechless for a moment.

"Xiaolan, don't worry~"

Suzuki Sonoko looked at the depressed Xiaolan and tried her best to comfort her:

"If Mr. Shigeyoshi Shitara really wants to ask your father for something, then Shitara will definitely call the office's phone number."

"Really......"

Xiaolan raised her head and looked at Suzuki Sonoko with her last glimmer of hope.

"Unless~"

Suzuki Sonoko turned 180 degrees, leaned back, leaned against the edge of the counter with her waist, supported the counter with both elbows, grabbed the corner of the golden satchel with her left hand, and closed her eyes.

She jokingly said:

"Unless the old gentleman you mentioned didn't exist in the first place, am I right, Xiaolan~?"