A/N: I'm so sorry for deleting the story guess. My mind was so messed up that time. I wasn't sure if I should delete it or not, since I felt the story was a bit off, and this is the first time I've ever written a long story. So I was a bit confused with what I should write next. But it doesn't matter. The story is back right?

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Ran's disappearance was a total obscurity to the Detective Boys. Apparently they haven't noticed how long Ran is taking in the comfort room, and they were too busy with their butterflies to even notice the time. Everyone had just finished munching down on their lunches and drinks and had went back to capturing even more of the butterflies.

Edogawa Conan picked up his butterfly net. He groaned internally and glanced at his wristwatch. Two hours passed and Ran is still not here. Conan guessed Ran is scampering about in the ranch trying to find the group. Her sense of direction isn't helping her, and a possibility of her finding them that quickly wasn't either. Because of the numerous people entering the ranch minute by minute, it will only make matters much worse for her.

"Edogawa – kun, staring at your wristwatch will cause a hindrance to time, therefore making the Earth's orbit around the Sun grow much slower." Ah. Here comes a sarcastic remark coming from Haibara Ai. He expected that remark to pop out of nowhere. Conan glared at her.

"Shut up. And besides, staring at even the world's biggest clock wouldn't make the Earth's orbit go slow." Conan rolled his eyes.

"I was only kidding. Anyway, what got Mr. Detective's panties in a twist?" Haibara smirked at him. It made him frown a bit, asking himself whether she was serious or not.

"Ran's been gone for nearly two and a half hours. I'm starting to get worried." He said, glancing at his wristwatch again.

"She might have gone lost due to the crowd, and her sense of direction isn't any help either." It's so good of you to point that out.

"That's true, but she should've been here with us an hour ago." If her senses were correct.

"Might as well go look for her then."

The duo then set off to look for Ran. Having searched high and low, in between spaces, among the crowd, and literally everywhere where they can set their eyes on, they see no sign of Ran or her brown, horned hair. (A/N: Please don't take it offensively, Ran. I love you! :*)

Conan felt uneasy. He and Haibara had searched everywhere, but he couldn't find her. Is this what she felt when she looked for Shinichi? Is this what she feels when she found out Shinichi was gone?

Right now, he felt petrified.

Afraid.

Frightened.

And every other word in the dictionary similar to worried.

Haibara noticed how tense he was and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Don't fret too much, Kudo – kun. We'll find her." She whispered to him softly, a comfort mixed with carefulness in order not to be heard by the other kids. They walked towards their picnic area. The remaining Detective Boys had just got to them, running in such a hurry with their faces mixed with childish anger and slyness.

"Ai – chan! Conan – kun! Where were you guys?" Ayumi questioned them, her brows furrowed while she pouted.

"I bet they were following a murderer without even telling us." Genta shot at them, his breaths heavy as he recollected the air.

"Is Ran – neechan back?" Conan interrupted Mitsuhiko, who's mouth was about to open and give out his own comment. He reclined.

"Now that you've mentioned it, I haven't seen her." He said, placing a finger under his chin as his eyes went upward. Genta and Ayumi nodded in agreement.

"Why don't you try calling her phone?" Ayumi asked.

"Her phone is in her bag. Besides, if she did get lost, she would've called out for us." Conan countered. She's not that stupid to not call out.

"Did you look for her?"

"Haibara and I did, but we couldn't find her."

"Is there something the matter?" Agasa – hakase piped in, hands full of nets and cages. The children then explained the situation to him. He frowned.

"That's strange. It's unlikely for Ran – kun to go missing." He said, looking at Conan.

"What if she's been kidnapped by a bad guy?" Genta questioned, making the others laugh at his idiocy.

"That's not possible, Genta – kun. Ran – neechan would kick his butt in a matter of seconds!"

"Ran – neechan is strong! Ayumi – chan believes she'll get home safely!"

The children headed for their picnic area, and once again, Haibara and Conan were left alone. Haibara glanced at him.

"She'll be fine. Come on, they're packing all our stuff. Let's head home." She assured him, walking towards the professor to retrieve a purple bag he held in his large hands.

But no. Conan felt something is incredibly wrong. He knew it. He can sense it. From the moment she took a leave for the restroom to the point where she hasn't returned. Maybe she really is kidnapped. But even if she's been kidnapped, it would be impossible. She can kick the kidnapper hard on the shin and run away. Or maybe Sonoko dragged her to a nearby mall and the two went shopping together. With Sonoko's convincing methods, Ran surely had no choice but to leave with her, having no time to go back and alert them. Either the former or the latter part.

Though, he is still at unease.

"Conan – kun! We're leaving!" Ayumi shouted at him, snapping him out of his thoughts.

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Ran's kidnapper took out his phone and dialed a number he was all too familiar with. He placed the phone by his ear, excited to tell his comrade of the news he is about to give to him. He hummed a happy tune, and the line was answered.

"Did you get her?" the person on the phone asked. He stood hopeful of his success, for there was never a time he'd fail to catch anyone he'd ask for him to kidnap.

"I've got her alright. The girl was defenseless, but she almost made a hit." He answered, tying Ran's wrists and ankles.

"Good. Bring her here. We have important business to attend to."

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"Stop slouching. You'll break your back."

"Shut it, Haibara." Conan muttered under his breath as they walked down the gray, cemented floor towards the car. Today was rather an uneventful day for Conan. His interest for butterfly catching had hit the low scale, and Ran's unexpected disappearance made his interests go even lower. Haibara must feel special because Conan is not in the mood to talk to anyone, yet he forced it out to himself to make her shut her mouth. She rolled her eyes.

" – made a hit." A deep voice echoed from behind. She heard a door close, her eyes now looking at the direction in which the sounds were made. She made out a form under the lack of light. Tall, fat, wearing a dark coat. A silhouette stood with a phone pressed by his ear, his head nodding at the response his caller made. He got to the other side of the car and sped down the road seconds later.

"Kudo – kun." Her fingers trudged on his shirt.

"Ah." He responded, voice so lifeless and depressed.

"That guy just now." She pointed at the lot where the car had just parked, Conan looking at where she pointed to. He shrugged.

"Leave it be, Haibara. You sit at the back."

She made another glance at the lot. Everything about the man she saw earlier was suspicious. His clothes, his dark blue Barracuda, his phone call. Even his voice sounded familiar. Deep, scratchy, and authorized. She knows she's heard it from before. But where?

"Haibara – san!" Mitsuhiko called. She looked at him and got in the car.

Haibara Ai concluded the man is apprehensive. She is always certain about her suspicions.

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A/N: It's shorter than usual. Write your reviews and thoughts about the mysterious guy! Who do you think it is? Leave a comment!