Non-mainstream Conan viewing style

Harada Hideo stood there, looking a little hesitant, but he finally mustered up the courage to say to Suzuki Jirokichi: "Mr. Suzuki, I hope you can agree to another request of mine."

Suzuki Jirokichi raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "Oh? What's the request? Tell me about it."

A hint of tenderness flashed in Harada Hideo's eyes, and he slowly said, "Actually, there is someone I really hope to invite to visit this sunflower exhibition. It's such a rare exhibition, I think she will definitely like it."

Suzuki Jirokichi nodded, showing his understanding: "Then who is the other party?"

Harada Hideo sighed, as if lost in memory: "Since the sunflowers were exhibited in our museum, an old lady has come to admire them almost every day. She never appreciates other paintings, but just stares at the sunflowers quietly with her sad and focused eyes."

At this time, Conan suddenly interrupted and said, "The old lady is here today, right? I noticed that she has been looking at sunflowers."

Harada Hideo looked at Conan gratefully and nodded: "Yes, Conan, you are such a thoughtful child. I think she must have a special feeling for sunflowers."

Suzuki Jirokichi was moved by Harada Hideo's words. He smiled and said, "Okay, I promise you. We will definitely treat this old lady well and let her have an unforgettable exhibition day."

When Harada Hideo heard Suzuki Jirokichi's promise, tears welled up in his eyes. He said with emotion: "Thank you so much, Mr. Suzuki. I am deeply moved by your kindness and generosity."

~~~

In a telephone booth outside the art gallery, Charlie picked up the receiver and said in a low but firm voice, "It's me."

Mark's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a hint of hesitation: "That thing will come in handy eventually. Is this really okay? In Japan, just holding it is considered illegal."

Charlie took a deep breath and said more firmly: "It doesn't matter. I can't let the terrorists who blew up the plane continue to go unpunished. I have to do something."

Mark was silent for a while, as if weighing the pros and cons, and finally compromised: "Okay, I'll prepare it for you right away. But, Charlie, you must be careful."

Charlie nodded gratefully, even though the other party couldn't see him. "Thanks, Mark. See you in the back parking lot of the East Plaza Hotel in an hour."

Mark responded, "Got it, Charlie."

~~~

In the monitoring room of Toudou Plaza Hotel, Ginzo Nakamori, Kogoro Mori and others were concentrating on directing the police's actions.

"This is the entrance hall. No abnormalities have been found so far," a police surveillance officer reported.

Another surveillance officer followed up by saying, "Everything is normal on the escape ladder as well. No suspicious persons were spotted."

Nakamori Ginzo frowned, looking a little anxious: "Damn it, looking at the situation, we don't have enough time to set up a trap."

At this moment, Charlie hurried in. He said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm late. Chief, what is the police deployment like?"

Nakamori Ginzo responded quickly: "All entrances and exits are already closely guarded by police officers. Not even a fly can fly in."

Charlie nodded, but there was a hint of worry in his eyes: “What if he is already in the hotel?”

Hearing this, Nakamori Ginzo's eyes became more determined: "Even so, I will not repeat the same mistake as last time. This time, he will definitely not be able to escape from this hotel! We, the police, have made all the necessary preparations."