Ogawa Masayuki took the pot of flowers, and after the receptionist left, he took the three people to his office and explained:
"Every year on August 3rd, 'Mr. Tanaka' will send a bouquet of morning glories... Because this happens only once a year, and the time interval is too long. I forgot to mention it before."
Flowers, gifts, and the fixed date of August 3rd. Conan felt more and more that this was like a gift from a certain patient.
After arriving on the floor where Ogawa Masauki's office was located, Conan looked around habitually, and then caught a glimpse of the reference room at the end of the corridor.
Go there and look for the medical records of the patients that Ogawa Masayuki has handled, and you may be able to get more clues.
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The afternoon sun is just right and the wind is comfortable.
Shiraishi sat on a bench and waited until 2:30, when parents came to the entrance of the kindergarten one after another. At the corner, a person was walking steadily, carrying a paper bag.
Ogino Kei blended in among the parents, and looked at the children rushing to the door through the school gate with a kind face. He didn't do anything for the time being, and he didn't seem to be doing anything in public.
The school gate opened quickly and the children were picked up by their parents one after another.
Shiraishi was wondering how Ogino planned to abduct the person, when he saw the man smile and wave to a little boy wearing a helmet.
The boy trotted out in confusion: "Uncle, are you looking for me?"
There were little yellow hats walking around everywhere, and with the background sounds of children chattering, his actions were not abrupt.
"It's Yuta." Ogino Kei smiled at him, "I'm Dr. Ogawa's colleague. He has an emergency surgery today and asked me to pick you up and go to the park to play for a while. Look, I even brought you a gift."
He showed Yuta Ogawa the paper bag in his hand.
"Oh, thank you, uncle!" Ogawa Yuta saw a beautiful packaging box, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly held his hand, "Then let's go quickly!"
The whole family held hands and left in harmony.
Shiraishi was at a loss for words. Such an ancient method of abducting people was actually successfully used??
There are so many detectives and murder cases in the world, yet so little attention is paid to prevention...
After the two of them walked out for a while, he stood up and followed them.
Those in front, one large and one small, walked towards the corner of the park, and the number of pedestrians around them gradually became less and less.
Shiraishi took the opportunity to walk into a bush. When he came out again, he was already a gloomy man wearing a suit and a half-mask.
The only thing that enters the virtual world is his consciousness. If he activates [Flower Dream] with his real body, the specific manifestation is that he will sit nearby and take a nap.
It doesn't sound like a big deal for a grown man to sit on a park bench and sleep at noon. All he has to worry about is his wallet.
But this world was different after all, and Shiraishi couldn't let go. In the end, he decided to try the mask state.
Injury to the vest will not affect the main body, and you can escape smoothly even if you are surrounded. No matter how you think about it, it is safer than going directly to the main body.
And according to the time flow rate given by Stone Flower, even if all seven petals are used, it will not exceed 20 minutes at most, which is more than enough to maintain [Masque].
He still buried the Poké Ball in a hidden corner. Shiraishi, in his masked state, hid behind a tree and followed along. He thought he would buy a hat that could block the mask when he had time, otherwise it would be too inconvenient.
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After arriving at the chosen destination, Ogino Kei took out a gift box from the paper bag and handed it to the young child in front of him.
"Wow, thank you uncle!" Ogawa Yuta looked at it with bright eyes, "I, can I really accept it? It looks so expensive."
...Sure enough, it is different from his Chi. Chiya will definitely take it very happily and unpack it without hesitation, instead of being so polite.
No, this is not polite. This is a bad lesson from his hypocritical father who only apologizes when something goes wrong!
Thinking this way, Ogino Kei's eyes gradually ignited with half-real, half-deliberate anger.
He roughly stuffed the gift box into the child's hand. Yuta Ogawa didn't notice anything unusual. He gave a small cheer and squatted on the ground to unpack it happily.
When the child was attracted by the new toy, Ogino Kei once again reached into the paper bag and slowly grasped the handle of the machete.
Behind a tree about ten meters away from him, Bai Shi also put his hand into his pocket and held the cool stone flower.
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Yuta Ogawa held the exquisite model parts and couldn't put them down.
Seeing an instruction manual next to him, he picked it up and read it carefully, but unfortunately he couldn't understand it.
He had no choice but to turn around, tugged on Ogino Kei's trouser leg, and asked the person who gave him the gift for help: "Uncle, what do these Chinese characters mean?"
After waiting for a while, there was no answer.
The person behind him stood with his head lowered, one hand put into the paper bag, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was asleep.
"Uncle?" Ogawa Yuta shook Ogino Kei's clothes again, but still received no response. He took back his hand in disappointment, thinking that this might be a test left to him by his strange uncle.
If you don't have the courage to use your brain, how can you deserve such a great gift?
Thinking of this, Yuta Ogawa's eyes ignited with fighting spirit. He sat down cross-legged, touched his chin in a decent manner, and began to study this toy that said "Age: 12 years and above".
Of course, in the world in Ogino Kei's eyes, things were completely different - he was raising a machete and slashed Yuta Ogawa from behind.