Conan was startled. The nurses here are really crafty. They even know how to double back.
Using the door as cover, he quietly flopped onto the bed, hid back under the covers, and pretended to still be fast asleep so the visitor would not take a closer look and discover he was not Kataoka Jun.
Soon, the door was fully opened.
The newcomer looked over in this direction for a moment, but instead of quietly backing out as Conan had expected, he strode straight over.
No matter how spacious the ward was, it was still only a ward. Within a few steps, the newcomer reached the bedside.
Before the child on the bed could react, he suddenly reached out and clapped a handkerchief soaked in anesthetic over the boy's face.
Conan, only belatedly realizing something was wrong: "?!!"
The kidnapper wrapped the easily acquired child in a bedsheet, casually left the ward, and hurried into the nearby Emergency Exit.
He made his way down to the First Floor, intending to cut through the little garden behind the building and find his Delivery Van.
"That guy's intel was really accurate. Sure enough, there's no one around at this time." The kidnapper gave a cold smile and shifted the child tucked under his arm. "With this brat in my hands, I'll never have to worry about food or money for the rest of my life."
Thinking of the huge pile of cash about to come his way, he could not help laughing gleefully a few times. But he quickly remembered something, cleared his throat, and quieted down. Stay calm. Victory is right in front of me. I can't expose myself now.
—He had taken the risk to get this money, of course, not so he could spend the rest of his