Chapter 55: Crisis? The Edogawa Conan Abduction Incident (Part II)
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Looking at the empty refrigerator, the cloaked man was silent, and the atmosphere became extremely awkward for a while.
"It's embarrassing." Hearing this, the fat woman almost laughed, and then suddenly reacted and hurriedly covered her mouth.
"Humph!" The cloaked man's masked face didn't know what to say, but it was clear from his angry voice that he wasn't very happy. "He can't run anyway! Take this little imp first! After speaking, he shook his cloak, turned around and walked out of the room, the fat woman hurriedly followed with Asa Yu, Asa Yu didn't say anything, snorted lightly, and let the woman kidnap him.
With a click, the door locked, and Conan crawled out of the floor trembling to hear the sound of the car starting downstairs, and there was a small hole under the blanket floor that resembled a cellar, and Conan was hiding there. Listening to a few people walking around above his head, Conan didn't dare to come out, and he didn't breathe a sigh of relief until a few people left.
Conan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Fortunately, I almost died!" Still," Conan clenched his fists and looked hatefully at the rut marks downstairs, "Charlotte was still taken away by them!" β
"So, I'll find out this medicine now!" Conan cheered up, "And then...... Well? β
Conan carefully picked up a scrap of paper that had fallen at his feet, "This thing...... It should have fallen on the carpet above my head, right? Charlotte? β
Conan followed the confetti trail to the front of the trash can, and Conan kicked the trash can over, "Look at the material...... It should be a newspaper......" Conan muttered as he rummaged through the garbage, "There it is! β
Conan opened the old newspaper that had been clumped together, "Rice, rice, big, shop, flower......" Conan stared at the messy newspaper that had been cut, "These are the missing words...... Rice Flower Hotel! β
Conan jumped to his feet, "Not enough! Conan paced back and forth in the room, "Rice Flower Hotel is big, where is it, where is there still lead lettering?" He fixed his gaze on the last thing in the room with the words on itβa calendar!
"From here...... Conan touched his chin, "There are traces of a knife on the 29th of the September calendar, so the torn August isβ"
β30οΌβ A gleam flashed in Conan's eyes. "Rice Flower Hotel 30! It's where they trade, and where Charlotte is held! β
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"But what is Rice Flower Hotel 30?" Conan, who had changed his clothes and wore a hat, hid behind a pillar in the lobby and listened to the front desk receptionist's words to customers, "Maybe it's a locker?" β
"Sister!" Conan opened the cute method to the front desk lady, "My dad lost the key to the locker, he's number 30!" β
"Number 30 is it?" The young lady smiled, obviously very fond of this little boy as well, and then looked down, "Strange," the young lady frowned, "The number here is only the 26th?" β
"......" Conan walked away silently, damn it, where the hell is it! Conan gritted his teeth and looked down at his watch, it was almost 12 o'clock!
"Oops, I forgot something in the car!" At this moment, a woman said anxiously to her husband, "Where did you park your car?" β
"Really." The man complained, "Number 42! β
What the? Parking lot? Conan froze.
Underground parking.
Parking at number 30 was this car. Conan looked at a red Lexus parked here on the 30th, did they want to trade in the car?
Conan was about to jump into the car to take a look, but found the family heading for it, forcing Conan to hide behind another car.
ββ¦β¦ What the! Watching the family drive away, Conan couldn't help but exclaim.
Hey, Conan sighed, it doesn't look like this is the place.
Just as Conan was about to leave, a loud sound of footsteps came from the side, and Conan turned around, which stunned him at the time.
"Good...... What a tall man! Conan was stunned to see a man with sunglasses and a mask who was more than two meters tall walking over, I don't know why, this person Conan always felt that it was not very harmonious, the proportion of the head and body was a little distorted, the head looked a little small, and I don't know why, this person gave Conan a familiar feeling.
However, Conan didn't think much about it, and after watching the tall man stop for a while on the 30th, Conan had already confirmed his judgment.
After the tall man left, Conan stepped out of the back of a car, and after looking at the small chalk "1" written in chalk behind the 30s, Conan smiled confidently.
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Conan followed the tall man and slowly walked to room 301, where Conan hid around a corner and watched the tall man ring the doorbell for 301.
Conan wasn't too worried about Asaba's safety, in his opinion, Charlotte's skills were definitely more than enough to protect himself, and, judging from the fact that Asaba was still in the mood to remind himself with confetti, he would not be in any danger for a while. Conan has this self-confidence and tacit understanding.
The door opened.
"Sure enough!" Conan was taken aback, "It's the man in the cloak!" β
The man, still wearing a mask, stood in front of the tall man and did not speak, but slowly turned his head and looked in the direction where Conan was hiding.
βοΌοΌοΌ No way!! Conan roared in his heart, "There's no way he'll find me!" β
But it backfired, and the man walked slowly towards him, his shoes clattering on the smooth floor.
Conan's cold sweat dripped down his forehead, and he was just about to flee to the back when something happened that made him almost crazy: the elevator door behind him opened, and the fat woman in red walked out of it!
"I#&**\#*......" For such a moment, Conan wanted to jump up violently, pounce on the two of them, and end up together, but in the end, reason still suppressed his violent thoughts, but this did not solve the problem in front of him, he, Edogawa Conan, a high school detective, Sherlock Holmes in the Heisei era, Shinichi Kudo!
I've been caught in someone's bag!
Just when Conan was almost in despair, the door next to him suddenly opened.
A woman who looked to be thirty years old walked out and said to her child, "Listen, Masao, this door will lock itself, you just have to close it!" β
"Hmm!" The little boy named Masao nodded.
The woman smiled slightly: "Then please take care of your house!" β
Zhengnan waved his hand cutely and said, "Mom, be careful on the road!" β
Watching the woman walk away, the child dragged the door shut, and turned around, only to find a figure wearing a hat and a scarf, smiling bitterly and wiping a handful of sweat.
Conan never imagined that one day he would be forced to do this and rely on luck rather than intelligence to solve the problem, which was undoubtedly a mockery of his intelligence.
Still, he had good luck.
The wry smile on Conan's face had not yet dissipated, but the boy in front of him suddenly screamed.
"Thief!"
The boy named Masao pointed at Conan, his innocent eyes full of indignation.
Seeing the expression of a boy of his age looking at him vigilantly, the wry smile on Conan's face became a little thicker.