Conan: Naruto

"Hahaha, where is it~~~"

Dongfang Haoyue scratched her head with her right hand, her pretty face flushed a little, and she smiled sheepishly.

Kudo Shinichi looked at Xiaolan like a spring breeze, and sincerely praised:

"Sister Xiaolan is also very good~"

"Ha~"

Xiao Lan's bright eyes and white teeth smiled brightly, as if all the light in the world had been taken away in an instant.

Kudo Shinichi was a little crazy when he saw it.

He gazed at the charming Xiaolan with great affection, unintentionally exuding feelings of infatuation.

Dongfang Haoyue looked at Kudo Shinichi softly, and said with worry in her heart:

"Shinichi, I don't mind too much, but Xiaolan...she...

Does she really not mind?

But...then again..."

Dongfang Haoyue thought about it for a moment, stretched out her legs straight forward and sat on the warm floor, held her right hand in an empty hand, held her right cheek with her knuckles, and thought seriously:

“We have experienced hundreds of cases so far.

The problem is that......!

If I remember correctly, Detective Conan only has one case per episode! ! !

Before I traveled through time, there were more than 1000 episodes. What if it becomes [-], [-] or even more episodes in the future? !

Isn’t it possible that the day when Shinichi will return to his original state is far away! "

Dongfang Haoyue thought about it, covered her face with one hand in her heart, and complained melancholy:

"The days to come are so long, no one can tell how our feelings will change.

What if I meet a girl I like...for example, a cute girl similar to Miss Akemi...

Oops, when I think about it, I prefer cute girls~~~

When my sister asked me to ask my heart before deciding whether to transform into a boy or a girl when I transformed into the eternal body, at that time I felt that my heart...

I really, really like cute girls~~~! ! ! "

Thinking of this, Dongfang Haoyue's cheeks turned red involuntarily.

after a while.

Mouri Kogoro is sitting upright, with only the index and middle fingers of his right hand raised, placed in front of his right shoulder, with the palm facing outward, smiling innocently as he faces the camera far ahead.

Nagai Ayako placed her right hand in front of and above her right shoulder and waved it gently, facing the camera with a smile on her face.

Matsuo Takashi placed his left hand in front of and above his left shoulder and waved it gently, facing the camera contentedly, saying goodbye with a gentle smile:

"Dear viewers, see you next week!"

After half a minute.

"very good!"

A staff member concluded happily:

"You've worked hard!"

At the same time, Matsuo Takashi stood [-] meters inside the gate on the right front of the auditorium, with his back to the gate. He looked politely at Mouri Kogoro in front of him, and said with friendly approval:

"Detective Maori, you have been of great help this time."

"Where..."

Mouri Kogoro, who had his hands in his trouser pockets, looked at Matsuo Takashi humbly and had not yet finished speaking.

"Mr. Matsuo!!"

A staff member of Nippon Television Station, wearing a green uniform with a cartoon animal version of the eyes in a counterclockwise swirl painted on the left chest and an orange peaked cap backwards, looked a little hurried.

The younger-looking man hung up the landline phone in the left corner of the auditorium, and rushed to the right of Kogoro Mouri with an uneasy expression.

Matsuo was stunned for a moment, looked at the staff calmly, and asked in confusion:

"what's going on?"

"Mr. Suwa disappeared!"

The staff calmed down a little and looked at Matsuo Takashi with excitement.

Matsuo responded in surprise:

"Ok?"

"There was no answer to the landline phone inside the house or to his mobile phone."

The staff member moved his peaked cap to the right, glanced to the upper left, and complained in confusion:

"I called him while the live show was going on... He was clearly in the conference room on the fourth floor."

"There's really nothing we can do against him..."

Matsuo Takashi shook his head helplessly, and said with a slightly cold smile:

"Please go to the conference room to check the situation in person. Thank you very much."

"Ah...yes!"

The staff nodded in agreement, turned around, and quickly ran towards the open door.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi stood silently on the left side of Xiaolan on the left side of Kogoro Mori, staring at Matsuo Takashi attentively, and made a solemn judgment in their hearts:

"Matsuo Takashi...there must be something wrong."

after a while.

"what?

Mr. Suwa is covered in blood! ? "

A middle-aged man wearing a blue sleeveless coat with white lining supported the wooden table with a landline phone in front of him with his right hand. He held the phone to his ear with his left hand and confirmed in disbelief:

"Really?!"

"Covered in blood!?"

Xiaolan's family, who had not yet left the studio, heard the noise and watched in shock as the middle-aged man pressed the hands-free button.

"It's true!!!"

It was the frightened voice of the staff member Xiaolan's family had seen before.

"Don't panic!"

The middle-aged man held the microphone in his left hand and placed it in front of his collar. He looked down at the microphone and said calmly:

"We'll be there soon!"

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After 11 seconds.

Ninth floor, corridor.

Except for Xiaolan who was missing, Dongfang Haoyue, Kudo Shinichi and Mouri Kogoro rushed out of the elevator door quickly and forcefully.

"hateful!!"

Mouri Kogoro clenched his hands into fists and placed them on both sides of his chest. He looked at the closed elevator door in a hurry and narrated angrily:

"The elevator is actually occupied!"

"Come, take the stairs with me!"

The middle-aged man stood at the stairs not far behind Mouri Kogoro's right, looking at Kogoro calmly.

"Go ahead!!!"

Dongfang Haoyue stood on the right back of Mouri Kogoro, shouted loudly, and without hesitation dragged Kudo Shinichi, who was on the right with a solemn expression, and chased the middle-aged man.

Kogoro suddenly turned around and followed him without stopping.

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After a shorter period of time.

Seventh floor, stairs.

"Eh?"

Dongfang Haoyue ran to the seventh floor and was about to turn around and step onto the steps leading to the sixth floor when he suddenly realized there was a wall in front of him.

He froze on the spot and complained in extreme astonishment:

"Why are there no stairs???"

"We have to go through the entire corridor on the seventh floor and use the stairs at the other end of the corridor to go down."

Kudo Shinichi stopped on the right side of Dongfang Haoyue, looked at Haoyue, explained calmly, looked forward, and took Haoyue's hand without hesitation.

They wasted no time in chasing after Moori Kogoro and the middle-aged man who were running along the corridor in front of them.

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after a while.

Fourth floor, corridor.

"Conan."

Dongfang Haoyue stopped dazedly outside the open door of the conference room where many TV staff were gathered.