Half a kindergarten away, Shiraishi secretly paid attention to the direction where Ogino's father was, ready to wait for him to act, and then improvise.

Of course, before that, there is one more question that needs to be confirmed.

He looked at Tomoya Ogino, who was squatting next to him playing with dirt: "Have you ever seen your dad come here?" ”

"Yes, he often comes here to watch other people get out of school."

Tomoya Ogino wore his hand through the dirt on the ground, and then put it back with a grunt, and then held his head and complained:

"He likes to secretly watch other people's children, obviously those people are not as handsome and cute as me......"

"......" is so narcissistic at such a young age.

Promising.

It's rare that Ogino didn't answer the question with "I don't know", and Shiraishi took the opportunity to ask: "He just watched them get out of school?" ”

"Well......", Ogino Tomoya hesitated to nod, and halfway through the point, he suddenly thought of something and shook it again:

"Sometimes he would talk to the teacher on duty and talk about kindergarten as if I was still in kindergarten......"

Hearing this, Shiraishi was relieved.

If it's just a stepping point, one or two is enough. Tomoya Ogino said that his father had come "many times" and took the initiative to talk to the kindergarten staff.

Rather than stepping on the point, this is more like wanting to lower the vigilance of the kindergarten teachers, so as to successfully deceive Masayuki Ogawa's son, and then take him to a place where no one is doing whatever he wants.

In this way, you don't have to worry too much about the other party suddenly climbing over the wall and going into the killing.

Shiraishi relaxed slightly.

Kindergarten is usually released early, and it is past noon, so it shouldn't be too long.

He sat patiently, took the stone flower into his hand, and continued to blow, wanting to see if he could come up with some other information after boasting to the top value.

Tomoya Ogino squatted closest to his father, staring at the sky-blue fence, not knowing what he was thinking.

……

More than ten minutes ago, Masayuki Ogawa and the three of them arrived at Rice Flower General Hospital smoothly.

Although on the way, he also wondered why he brought children and high school girls with him to solve the case...... But forget it, the throttle is all over, come on.

Conan stepped into the gate of the hospital, first glanced suspiciously at the bustling people around him, and was relieved that he didn't see Shiraishi.

But he soon remembered that the bus had to take a long detour, which must have been slower than the private car, and it was not certain that Shiraishi would not come......

While Conan was pondering the strange neighbor, a receptionist saw Masayuki Ogawa.

"Mr. Ogawa!" , she raised her hand and beckoned, signaling Masayuki Ogawa to stay, then took out a pot of morning glory from behind the counter, walked over and handed it to him:

"We received a gift for you, from Mr. Tanaka."

Tanaka's ordinary surname made several people instantly prick up their ears at this moment.

Xiao Chuan Yayuki took the pot of delicate flowers with some water droplets with a complicated face.

After the front desk left, he explained as he led the three of them to his office:

"Every year on August 3rd, Mr. Tanaka sends a bouquet of morning glory...... Because this is only once a year, and it has been a long time, and I forgot to mention it before. ”

Flowers, gifts, and the fixed date of August 3rd.

More and more, Conan felt that it was like a gift from a patient.

After arriving on the floor where Masayuki Ogawa's office was located, Conan habitually looked around, and then he caught a glimpse of the reference room at the end of the hallway.

A thought flashed suddenly, and he tugged at the corner of Ogawa Masayuki's clothes: "Uncle, can you show us the medical records of the patients you have handled?" Gifts and flowers may have been given by a patient related to August 3rd. ”

"This ......", Ogawa Masayuki was obviously moved, but after thinking for a while, he waved his hand, "This, this is the patient's privacy." ”

"Don't worry, we won't leak it!" , Maori Kogoro also felt that this idea was very right, and he leaned over and whispered to persuade:

"It's also to find clues. In case that person wants to rob him, the sooner we know his identity, we may be able to nip the danger in the bud, and you don't have to worry anymore! ”

Masayuki Ogawa's work ethic told him to refuse.

But the thought of living made his head shake.

He secretly looked left and right, and the colleagues on this floor were all busy with their duties, and no one noticed this side.

After thinking for a few seconds, after helping the demon villain in his brain defeat the angel villain, he whispered, "Okay, but don't tell anyone." ”

A few people quickly reached into the reference room.

Although things are going well, Mori Kogoro is a character who has a headache when he sees the paperwork.

He turned a few pages with his sleepiness, but soon he couldn't, yawning secretly, and very much wanted to sleep on the spot.

Masayuki Ogawa stood at the door with a thief's heart, looking out from time to time, and after a few minutes, he saw that Maori Kogoro still found nothing, and the condemnation of conscience made him unable to stand it:

"That...... Why don't you go to my office and see the paintings first? If the anonymous person wants to buy it, he will have to take it himself, and then we won't know who bought it. ”

"Huh? Well, that's fine! Maori Kogoro barely opened his eyes, and he followed Ogawa Masaya out of the house in a daze, and Maori Lan also followed.

In the corner of the reference room, there was only a child with a strange sense of existence, still sitting in the mountains of materials rummaging.

After reading the materials in half a year, Conan's movements stopped slightly, feeling that this progress was too slow.

So after estimating the thickness of the data and finding out the approximate location of the various medical records for each year, he figured out a thick pile from the middle.

A few days after becoming a child, Conan had not yet fully adapted to his small, weak hands.

When he took the medical records, he didn't control the strength well, and when he realized that it was too late, although he wanted to help, the whole stack of medical records still collapsed, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

"Ahem, ahem." Conan choked on the smoke and dust, squinting his eyes and fanning his hand in front of his mouth and nose, before he grabbed a stack of medical records and tried to put them in order.

But an inadvertent glance made him stop what he was doing.

"Date of consultation, August 3, Showa 56, Ayami Sugie ......"

August 3rd? Conan's eyes lit up.

But after counting the years, he sighed again and put the medical record aside.

Showa 56, this is already a medical record from 5 years ago.

Even if the date is the same, it probably has nothing to do with this incident.

The target is two to three years old......

He took the information he had just pulled out, sat down in the sea of medical records, and continued to rummage.